shoulders. Her eyes are dark with need. I could give into her and as much as I’d love to spend all our time in this bed, we need to explore and I want to start with exploring her body in the sea.
“I don’t have a swimsuit.”
“Hmm, not that you need one because, trust me, I’d love to sit here and watch your boobs get sun kissed all day, but your bikini is in one of the drawers over there.” I point behind me. She lifts her head slightly, and looks over my shoulder.
“How’d it get there?”
“While we were off getting wed, I had a bunch of things delivered. Come on now, up you go, love.” I sit back on my knees, straddling her. She starts laughing, covering her face. “What’s so funny, Sweet Lips?”
“You and your accent.”
“Mhm, well I have it on good authority that you happen to like my accent.” I lean forward and kiss her on her neck, her cheek and chin until I’ve moved her hand out of the way so I can kiss her sweet, delectable lips.
She shakes her head, causing me to laugh.
“Are you telling me you don’t like my accent?”
She spreads her fingers so she can peek out through the gap. “It’s not that, it’s just sometimes you say things that I don’t understand and other times everything is very American.”
I sit back again and pull her up. “That’s because I spend all my time with those crazy band mates of mine. Have you heard those two get on? They’re like an old married couple, I can tell you. You never know what’s going to come out of their mouths.”
“Well, I like it.”
“That’s good. Just think we’ll have to spend a lot of time in England so our bub has an accent too. Now come on my wifey, let’s go get dirty in the water.”
I don’t give her time to respond. I stand and scoop her off the bed, carrying her over to the chest of drawers. I put her down leaving her to find whatever swimming costume she wants to wear. If I stand there too long I’m bound to take her back to bed.
I know all this is too good to be true. I should be running away from him, but I can’t. I’ve liked him for so long that when he approached me at the wedding there was no way I was saying no. When I found out I was pregnant, even though I knew I couldn’t have him, I’d at least have a part of him.
When Jimmy got on bended knee and asked me to marry him, I should’ve said no. I should’ve saved him from the mistake he’s going to feel in a week or a month. But I thought, for one brief moment, that when our child is older I could say, “yeah, your parents were married”, and that would make everything okay. I never suspected that he knew. Honestly, I haven’t given him much credit because he’s jumping from bed to bed, but he knew. For that, I have to admire him.
I’m not sure how I’m going to trust him. It’s going to be very tough. How can a man who’s used to being a certain way suddenly change? It doesn’t seem possible. Also, I know nothing about him. I’ve married a total stranger, but then again, who plans to marry the father of their unborn child months after a one-night stand? Not me, that’s for sure. I thought we had our moment and that was it. I’d see him when he was in town and we’d be friendly. Never did I expect this.
I stand on the edge of the deck to our villa. Jimmy swims with his back to me. I can make out the faint coloring of his tattoo. I like that he’s not covered like Harrison, not that I’ve been staring at Harrison, but have seen him enough times mowing his lawn to know. Jimmy’s are subtle and along his arm, just enough to add a bit of mystery to him.
“Penny for your thoughts, wifey.” he pops out of the water, startling me. I cover my heart and try to regulate my breathing. He laughs and swims over to the ladder. I take in his body as he appears. The water dripping off his already tan skin makes my mouth water. I can have him anytime I want. Right now that sounds like heaven, but I can’t shake the feeling that once
“I don’t have a swimsuit.”
“Hmm, not that you need one because, trust me, I’d love to sit here and watch your boobs get sun kissed all day, but your bikini is in one of the drawers over there.” I point behind me. She lifts her head slightly, and looks over my shoulder.
“How’d it get there?”
“While we were off getting wed, I had a bunch of things delivered. Come on now, up you go, love.” I sit back on my knees, straddling her. She starts laughing, covering her face. “What’s so funny, Sweet Lips?”
“You and your accent.”
“Mhm, well I have it on good authority that you happen to like my accent.” I lean forward and kiss her on her neck, her cheek and chin until I’ve moved her hand out of the way so I can kiss her sweet, delectable lips.
She shakes her head, causing me to laugh.
“Are you telling me you don’t like my accent?”
She spreads her fingers so she can peek out through the gap. “It’s not that, it’s just sometimes you say things that I don’t understand and other times everything is very American.”
I sit back again and pull her up. “That’s because I spend all my time with those crazy band mates of mine. Have you heard those two get on? They’re like an old married couple, I can tell you. You never know what’s going to come out of their mouths.”
“Well, I like it.”
“That’s good. Just think we’ll have to spend a lot of time in England so our bub has an accent too. Now come on my wifey, let’s go get dirty in the water.”
I don’t give her time to respond. I stand and scoop her off the bed, carrying her over to the chest of drawers. I put her down leaving her to find whatever swimming costume she wants to wear. If I stand there too long I’m bound to take her back to bed.
I know all this is too good to be true. I should be running away from him, but I can’t. I’ve liked him for so long that when he approached me at the wedding there was no way I was saying no. When I found out I was pregnant, even though I knew I couldn’t have him, I’d at least have a part of him.
When Jimmy got on bended knee and asked me to marry him, I should’ve said no. I should’ve saved him from the mistake he’s going to feel in a week or a month. But I thought, for one brief moment, that when our child is older I could say, “yeah, your parents were married”, and that would make everything okay. I never suspected that he knew. Honestly, I haven’t given him much credit because he’s jumping from bed to bed, but he knew. For that, I have to admire him.
I’m not sure how I’m going to trust him. It’s going to be very tough. How can a man who’s used to being a certain way suddenly change? It doesn’t seem possible. Also, I know nothing about him. I’ve married a total stranger, but then again, who plans to marry the father of their unborn child months after a one-night stand? Not me, that’s for sure. I thought we had our moment and that was it. I’d see him when he was in town and we’d be friendly. Never did I expect this.
I stand on the edge of the deck to our villa. Jimmy swims with his back to me. I can make out the faint coloring of his tattoo. I like that he’s not covered like Harrison, not that I’ve been staring at Harrison, but have seen him enough times mowing his lawn to know. Jimmy’s are subtle and along his arm, just enough to add a bit of mystery to him.
“Penny for your thoughts, wifey.” he pops out of the water, startling me. I cover my heart and try to regulate my breathing. He laughs and swims over to the ladder. I take in his body as he appears. The water dripping off his already tan skin makes my mouth water. I can have him anytime I want. Right now that sounds like heaven, but I can’t shake the feeling that once
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