“I thought we could stay in tonight. Is that okay with you?”
“Sounds good. I am exhausted and worked all day today. In fact, I just got home about twenty minutes ago. How was your day?”
“It was interesting. Hacked an evil corporation, moved some funds around for them, and helped my brother locate a drug lord.”
“All in a day’s work then?” She asks, giggling.
“Something like that,” I say chuckling.
“Do you want to watch a movie or something while we eat?”
“That sounds good,” she says taking the pizza from me and walking into the kitchen with it. I follow her and watch as she opens the box. “Oh fuck, this looks amazing. I’m starving.”
“You didn’t eat at work?” I ask concerned for her. It amazes me how much I love this woman
“No. We were busy.” She moans taking a bite. Fuck. There is no way on God’s green Earth that I will ever get tired of hearing that sound.
“You’ve got to take better care of yourself. We’ve been married for four months now. We make love all the time. It’s only a matter of time before you are carrying my child. Speaking of, are you on birth control or something? We really need to look to the future, don’t you think?” I’m kind of shocked that she isn’t already pregnant with the copious amounts of cum I’ve filled her sweet pussy with.
I take a slice from the box. When she doesn’t answer me, I continue. “You do want kids, right?” It’s then that she drops the pizza on the counter and rushes out of the room.
What the fuck is this all about? I take off after her and find her face down on my bed. Her sobbing makes me feel helpless and I hate it. I have no idea what I said to upset her, but fuck if I’m not going to find out. I sit on the edge of the bed and rub her back in what I hope are soothing motions. After several minutes, she’s still sobbing, and I can’t take her pain anymore.
“Baby, what’s wrong?” I try, but I am still not getting any response. But she does turn to me and snuggles with me. I lose track of how long we lay there with me holding her and comforting her.
“I can’t fix it if you don’t tell me what’s wrong,” I say, trying one more time.
“We need to talk,” she says sniffling.
Fuck.
Why does those four stupid ass words cause so much dread?
“You can talk to me about anything. I love you, you know, that right?” I ask. I realize it’s the first time I’ve actually said the words out loud to her and I vow to rectify that immediately.
Chapter Six
Missy
Somehow, I thought I would be able to put the whole doctors visit behind me and act like it never happened. I tried fooling myself into believing it wouldn’t be an issue for us. Or that it wouldn’t come up. Maybe, it’s more as if I didn’t want it to come up. But here I am sitting in the bedroom crying into my husband’s chest, because he brings up the one thing that can turn me into a blubbering idiot.
Now, as I sit here on the verge of telling him about my doctor’s appointment, I can’t help but wonder if he is going to want to stay with me when he finds out. How poetic is it that I have to tell him his dreams of being a father are basically null and void. And after he just told me he loves me for the first time. I tell him all the time. He has never said it back.
“Do you know that’s the first time you have said that to me.” I whisper to him, still not willing to let him go. “I only wish it wasn’t now, before I have to shatter your dreams.” I know he heard me when he puts me away from his chest and looks into my eyes.
“Missy. You can’t say shit like that and not follow it up. My heart is freaking the fuck out baby. What the hell is going on?” Here goes nothing.
“I went to the doctor to get checked out and such. To make sure everything is ok. I was thinking the same thing as you. We have been going at it like jackrabbits. Dr. Denise is an OB/GYN in town. No offense, but there is no way I was going to go to your dad. She ran some tests and discovered I have PCOS.”
He moves swiftly as if to jump up. I put my hands on his chest, silently letting him know it’s nothing that’s going to kill me. At least not physically.
“Hagen, calm down and I can explain.” I wait for him to relax.
He pulls me further into him and sits back on the bed, so that his back is to the wall and I am straddling him. Any other time we would be all over each other. But right now, this moment is too much.