Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23868 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23868 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 119(@200wpm)___ 95(@250wpm)___ 80(@300wpm)
When Sawyer comes back into the room, I can’t read his expression. But it’s safe to say I’m not the only one pissed off now.
Chapter Ten
SAWYER
“We need to talk,” I finally say when we’re leaving the hospital. “About a lot of things.”
“Are you sure?” Her tone is full of sarcasm, and I look over at her. “Because you seemed completely fine to not tell me things for the past three years.”
“Kitt-”
“No, you don’t get to call me that right now.” She cuts me off. “I don’t care if you’re upset. I’m not the one who started this relationship on a lie. So therefore I get to be angry, not you.”
“You didn’t tell me where you were going.” I’m trying my best not to raise my voice because I don’t want her to try and run again. Which is why I’m driving straight home and locking us both in the house.
“Of course I didn’t. You wouldn’t have given me a second to breathe.”
“I shouldn’t have let you walk out of there. You were alone, anything could have happened.” I’m struck again by the horrors of how it could have all gone so, so wrong. I could have lost her or our babies.
“I know,” she sighs, and I know she’s having the same thoughts I am.
When we get to the house, I park in the garage and grab her small bag. When I go around to help her out, she’s already closing her door and pushing past me.
“I need to take a shower.” She doesn't look at me as she says it, but I’m following her step for step.
When she gets to the bedroom, I close the door behind us and lock it. In fact, I’ve locked every door she’s walked through to make sure she can’t so easily slip out. Maybe I could tie her to the bed tonight just in case.
I stand there numbly as she disappears into the bathroom, and then I hear the shower come on. I’ve never felt unwelcome in the bathroom with her before, and I’m not about to start. Yes, I fucked up, but what is happening right now is bigger than that.
Pulling off my shirt, I toss it with her bag and then strip off the rest of my clothes. By the time I get into the bathroom, the steam from the shower has filled the space, and she doesn’t see me right away. I stare at her as she closes her eyes and leans under the water to wash her hair.
There are moments in our marriage where I’ve thought it wasn’t possible to love her more than I already do. But as my eyes travel down her naked body, I realize that I was so wrong. She’s growing life inside of her: the heartbeats our love created.
When I open the shower door, she blinks at me but doesn’t look surprised. “Let me help you,” I say and take the shampoo out of her hands.
Wordlessly, she turns around and leans her head back like we’ve done this a thousand times. Maybe we have. When I begin to massage the shampoo into her scalp, she can’t help the little moan that slips free. I swallow hard and will my cock to behave as I focus on caring for my bride.
“I’m so sorry,” I say as I continue to lovingly wash her hair. “I love you, kitten.”
“I know.”
She doesn’t look at me as I rinse the shampoo and then use conditioner on it. She’s silent as I work out the tangles and then use the body wash to scrub her clean. Somehow I managed to stay focused on caring for her instead of thinking of all the ways I want to force her to forgive me.
Once she’s clean, she walks out of the shower without a backwards glance, and I sigh. This isn’t as bad as her running out on me, but clearly, this isn’t going to be an easy road.
Focusing on getting my own body clean after living in my car, I go through the motions as quickly as possible. Once I’m out of the shower, I hastily dry off and then grab a pair of boxer briefs. I see her in the bedroom putting on pajamas, and I decide bed is a good idea.
“Come on,” I tell her and take her by the hand.
“I’m going to sleep in the other room.” She tries to tug out of my hold, but I shake my head.
“No. You can go to bed angry, but you’ll do it in our bed. Understand?” I give her a hard look because this is one thing I won’t budge on.
“Sawyer—”
“Shut up and get in the goddamn bed before I put your ass there.” I’m so fucking tired and worried sick about her and the babies. “For the love of god don’t argue with me. Not until the both of us have had some sleep.”