wouldn’t have been helpful at all. You haven’t exactly been rational when it comes to Carla’s role in this nightmare.”
“I hope you are right. I can’t bear to lose her again.”
He strode into his office and collected his jacket and briefcase. As he walked towards the back door, shoulders slumped, he murmured, “Atayla, handle the appointments that you can and reschedule the rest. I’m going home to talk to my wife.”
By the time Bill arrived home he was ready to just throw himself at her mercy. If he thought it would do any good he would crawl to her on his knees, groveling for her to still love him. He wouldn’t blame her for leaving again. He was, after all, the reason she was attacked in the first place.
He walked into the house and found her sitting meekly on the couch, hands in her lap, staring out the window. It was like she didn’t even notice his arrival, though she had to have watched him pull in.
Quietly, he walked over to the couch and crouched in front of her. Clasping her hands, he brought both to his lips for a kiss.
“Will you not even look at me?” His voice was tortured.
At the sound of his voice, the tears she had fought valiantly to hold back spilled forth. He wiped them away and kissed her softly on the lips. She looked close to her breaking point.
“I’m so sorry, sweetheart.”
Her lips thinned as she shook her head and his heart clenched painfully at her rejection.
“I should have known it was her. ” She spat, her voice thick with emotion. “She is an evil, evil woman. She tried to have you murdered!”
He stayed silent, not knowing what to say to her at this point. She turned to him and grasped his face in both hands.
“I want to have a baby.”
He blinked. Well, that was way out in left field. Maybe the trauma of the whole thing has skewed her judgment.
“Oh, stop looking at me like that! I mean it! I’m tired of waiting. This whole…” she waved her arms around emphatically, “ thing has really opened my eyes. You have been very selfish William Bradshaw! Our entire marriage has been about you and what you want. Well, now I’m telling you what I want, and that is a family. You can have your career and do whatever you want with it, but no longer will you deny my needs and what I need is a mini us to love and to cherish!”
He blinked again, torn between asking ‘ Are you sure? ’ and grabbing her up and shouting ‘ Let’s get started! ’ Finally, he settled on, “You are the love of my life, Carla. Anything you want is yours.”
His lips came crashing down on hers and he kissed her with all the pent of longing from the months she was away. He meant what he said. He would give her anything she wanted so long as she stayed right here with him.
And a baby? Hell, yes. He was definitely on board with creating a child with her. Then another thought occurred. He tore his mouth away from hers.
“What about your birth control?” He asked as he swept her hair behind her ear.
“Consider that officially over with as of today.”
He looked at her with all the love in his heart. “You know we won’t get pregnant right away.”
She gave him a saucy smile. “Yes, well, practice makes perfect doesn’t it?”
An explosion of arousal swept through his body, his cock already as hard as granite. “Yes. It does indeed, sweetheart. It does indeed.”
About the Author
Emma Delaney is a pen name, the real author resides in small town America where she is a full time mom and nurse. When she is not working a twelve hour shift taking care of sick and grouchy people or chasing her ornery son around, she likes to sit back and relax with a good book.
In The Works!
Unraveled
Love in Salem
Atayla Parker has fled LA, her loveless parents, and her abusive boyfriend. Settling down in Salem was the best decision she has ever made. Now
“I hope you are right. I can’t bear to lose her again.”
He strode into his office and collected his jacket and briefcase. As he walked towards the back door, shoulders slumped, he murmured, “Atayla, handle the appointments that you can and reschedule the rest. I’m going home to talk to my wife.”
By the time Bill arrived home he was ready to just throw himself at her mercy. If he thought it would do any good he would crawl to her on his knees, groveling for her to still love him. He wouldn’t blame her for leaving again. He was, after all, the reason she was attacked in the first place.
He walked into the house and found her sitting meekly on the couch, hands in her lap, staring out the window. It was like she didn’t even notice his arrival, though she had to have watched him pull in.
Quietly, he walked over to the couch and crouched in front of her. Clasping her hands, he brought both to his lips for a kiss.
“Will you not even look at me?” His voice was tortured.
At the sound of his voice, the tears she had fought valiantly to hold back spilled forth. He wiped them away and kissed her softly on the lips. She looked close to her breaking point.
“I’m so sorry, sweetheart.”
Her lips thinned as she shook her head and his heart clenched painfully at her rejection.
“I should have known it was her. ” She spat, her voice thick with emotion. “She is an evil, evil woman. She tried to have you murdered!”
He stayed silent, not knowing what to say to her at this point. She turned to him and grasped his face in both hands.
“I want to have a baby.”
He blinked. Well, that was way out in left field. Maybe the trauma of the whole thing has skewed her judgment.
“Oh, stop looking at me like that! I mean it! I’m tired of waiting. This whole…” she waved her arms around emphatically, “ thing has really opened my eyes. You have been very selfish William Bradshaw! Our entire marriage has been about you and what you want. Well, now I’m telling you what I want, and that is a family. You can have your career and do whatever you want with it, but no longer will you deny my needs and what I need is a mini us to love and to cherish!”
He blinked again, torn between asking ‘ Are you sure? ’ and grabbing her up and shouting ‘ Let’s get started! ’ Finally, he settled on, “You are the love of my life, Carla. Anything you want is yours.”
His lips came crashing down on hers and he kissed her with all the pent of longing from the months she was away. He meant what he said. He would give her anything she wanted so long as she stayed right here with him.
And a baby? Hell, yes. He was definitely on board with creating a child with her. Then another thought occurred. He tore his mouth away from hers.
“What about your birth control?” He asked as he swept her hair behind her ear.
“Consider that officially over with as of today.”
He looked at her with all the love in his heart. “You know we won’t get pregnant right away.”
She gave him a saucy smile. “Yes, well, practice makes perfect doesn’t it?”
An explosion of arousal swept through his body, his cock already as hard as granite. “Yes. It does indeed, sweetheart. It does indeed.”
About the Author
Emma Delaney is a pen name, the real author resides in small town America where she is a full time mom and nurse. When she is not working a twelve hour shift taking care of sick and grouchy people or chasing her ornery son around, she likes to sit back and relax with a good book.
In The Works!
Unraveled
Love in Salem
Atayla Parker has fled LA, her loveless parents, and her abusive boyfriend. Settling down in Salem was the best decision she has ever made. Now
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