Torta Piccante !

Chapter 37: Bread, Jam & Smilies!

(Mature Language 18+; DOUBLE UPDATE Chapter 37 & 38)

EPILOGUE II:

It was three in the morning and they were done with their third round a few minutes back. Knowing she was tired, he thought of taking a break for an hour would be a good idea before his horny self was back in action again. But little did he know that she wasn't sleeping.

"Don't you want kids of your own?"

"Che cosa?" (What?)

Yes, she finally took the matter into her hands and blurted out her question giving him the biggest shock of the millennium.

"Don't you want to become a father Ricardo?" She asked again in a soft tone hugging him tightly trying to keep a sane frame of mind while he lifted his head and looked at her with his eyebrows shot up in absolute confusion. He could sense the fear in her voice but had no clue where this was coming from.

"Look at me!"

As she lifted her head and looked at him biting her lip, he cupped her face in his palms and asked in a soft tone, "What's going on?"

"Ricardo, it's been over a year that we have been married and I am not pregnant..." She said in a weak tone but was interrupted by his sharp tone, "Hold that thought right there."

One look at his serious face and her voice died in her throat. With his eyes narrowed into thin slits he grabbed her by her arms and pulled her towards him.

"So what if we are married over a year? Where is it written that if you are married over a year, you must get pregnant?"

Her eyes grew wide in shock for a few seconds hearing his words and she lowered her gaze feeling slightly disheartened. But he had other plans.

Lifting her head by her chin he looked into her beautiful eyes and said in a super soft tone, "It doesn't really matter how long we have been married for you to get pregnant. What matters is that you should be physically, mentally and emotionally ready to bear our child. That's the only thing that matters."

And now she felt like a super fool! Yes, over these months she tried not be judgmental and was improving a lot. She tried her level best not to jump into conclusions but the craving she started to have about becoming a mother just got ahead of her. And she felt so bad.

Unable to meet his gaze she lowered her face but who was she kidding? He had no intensions of letting it go.

"Look at me!"

Cupping her face in his rough palms he said in a genuinely caring tone, "Getting married and adjusting to a new married life is itself a time taking process. I wanted you to relax and enjoy every bit of this new life. And that's the reason I never brought the topic about kids. Not because I didn't want to become a father."

Kissing her ever so lovingly on her forehead and looking back at her mesmerizing face, he added, "I always wanted kids of my own. I love kids piccante but at the same time, I didn't want to pressurise you. All I wanted is for you to be perfectly and whole heartedly ready to become ma."

And now she felt guiltier than ever!

"I am so sorry. I am such a bad wife. You know I tried not to jump into conclusions but..." She apologised shaking her head and cupping her face in her palms unable to meet his gaze but who was she kidding?

He gently pulled away her hands and tucked her face in his chest saying, "I know! Don't apologise. And you are not a bad wife. Never say that. You are a very good person Hazel. I should have already told you about it rather than avoiding the topic. I am equally responsible sweet heart."