Book 3 of New York series
(Does not need to be read as a series)
His hand travelled further up my thigh causing my skirt to move along with it. I bit my lip even harder.
"Now Adalyn ,if I do this, there's no escaping me. You're mine after. No one...
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"Axel. What time do you call this huh?" I winced under my breath hoping I would have been quiet enough coming in but I guess I wasn't.
I slowly turned around on my heel with an apologetic smile on my face. Adalyn stood at the bottom of the stairs with her arms crossed over her chest and her foot tapping against the floor which echoed throughout the whole house. One eyebrow was raised and an upset frown tilted the side of her lips down.
"I'm so sorry precious. I lost track of time and when I realised how late it was I immediately came home as quickly as I could." Her frown lifted a little and I let out a deep breath removing my shoes and placing my jacket on the hook beside the door.
"I guess you're forgiven. As long as you give me a head massage. We've had a long day today."
This time it was my time to frown and as I walked over to her I noticed the tired look on her face. "What's wrong precious?"
As soon as I asked, the damns broke and she wrapped her arms around my chest crying into my shirt. I didn't hesitate in running my hands through her hair and rubbing her back to comfort her like I did whenever this happened.
"My feet hurt Axie and so-so does my back. I've been throwing up most of the day and it tastes disgusting and it hurts my throat."
I pushed her hair back as she lifted her head up to look at me. I wiped the tears with my thumb and placed a kiss on the top of her head before leading her into the living room and sitting down with her laying down with her head on my lap.
"I'm sorry baby but it'll all be worth it when we see our little baby won't it?" I placed my hand on the little bump she had which we were both excited to see when we first found out she was pregnant.
It had been 3 years since we got married and we had been trying for 2 of those 3 years. Most tests she did came back negative which obviously upset us but we had faith and kept trying over and over again.
A few weeks after our 2 year anniversary, the test came back positive and we were both buzzing with joy, excited that after so long she had gotten pregnant.
But unfortunately, Adalyn started bleeding heavily and she had a miscarriage not even a week after we found out and had gone to get a scan.
That night Adalyn cried herself to sleep and no matter how much I tried to comfort her she wouldn't stop apologising and eventually fell asleep. It hurt finding out how our child had died before we could even get an ultrasound and to see him and I cried nearly as much as Adalyn.
After that, it took us a few months to get the motivation back and get over our fear of having to go through that same experience of feeling the grief and hurt of having another miscarriage. However, one day I don't know what it was that motivated us to but we decided to try again.
Throughout the year, she had another miscarriage which completely distroyed us once again but we tried and tried again in remeberance of our first two children until she fell pregnant once again 5 months ago.
