About two weeks after the birthday party (September 29), I woke up with an excruciating headache. Opening my eyes hurt so bad I had to keep them shut. I could hear the household up and ready for the day. Pulling the covers over my head, I finally was able to open my eyes a bit.
"Tom? Breakfast's ready."
I said nothing hoping Paul wouldn't linger. I hadn't spoken much to him since I came back from the police station that day. Unfortunately for me, he slid under the covers beside me. "Tom? Another headache?"
I could feel his body against mine, his bare chest pressed against my back. Turning over, I look at him through half closed eyes. "Headache." I whisper.
"I thought so." I could feel his hands massaging my temples and face. Soon I felt his warm hands rubbing the tension from my shoulders and neck. I sigh from the relief. "Paul? Could you go lower?" I whisper. "I'm sorry I've been distant. I just don't feel worthy of you."
" I understand. Sh."
Soon he has me only in a pair of boxers-damn him! He somehow shed his pajama pants too. Now I feel his warm hands on my feet and ankles. I know where this is going to end up. I'll be completely at his mercy soon when he'll flip me to my stomach and lay on top.
Of course I could make him stop but I have missed my husband so much. He soon has me forgetting I had a headache.
Afterwards, I'm laying in his arms, completely relaxed and headache free.
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I'll Fight Hell to Hold You
FanfictionThis is a sequel to Hide Your Heart. In this sequel we will find out if Tommy can begin to feel worthy of himself and if Paul will have the patience to stay. The story pickss up in Tommy's 4th month of his second pregnancy. The triplets are now 5 mo...
