Days Like This. | D.L.

5.

one line.

Tears filled my eyes even though i tried not to get emotional, and I held the test up more to get a better angle, and see if I was delusional.

After we sat on our bed trying to process everything, Jesse was trying to finish getting ready for filming today, which I had already planned on going with him. We both had these feelings of disappointment, but they were not as bad as when we had been trying, consistently.

I quickly finished getting ready, constantly looking at my body in the mirror and imagining it growing. I honestly wanted for Jesse and I to stay home and talk about what we wanted to do next but I knew we had to go so I tried my best to act normal and get ready to leave.

"Baby." I turned and saw Jesse looking at me while I made sure I had everything in my bag.

"Yeah?" I asked him.

"Are you okay?" His question made me stop in my tracks. Was I okay?

We were in a hurry and although I wasn't happy, I was just trying to focus on being there on time. 

"I'm scared that I will never get pregnant." I told him softly as he walked over to me.

"Dems, I know you are. And you have every reason to be. But we need to try and focus on the fact that we are going to do everything in our power to have a baby." He looked down at me and hugged me.

"I wish we could stay home." I mumbled into him.

He chuckled, "Me too babe, me too."

We went out to the car and drove to set, and I put some music on to help us feel a little better. Jesse refused that he had a good voice, but as one of the few people who has heard him, it's better than he thinks. And whenever I hear him sing I fall in love with him a little bit more.

Jesse and I walked inside, hand in hand, and when we saw his costar's they all came over to us. I honestly loved all of the people he worked with, and I had worked with them before he even had which we all thought was funny.

After talking with them for a little bit, we went out to Jesse's trailer and he started getting ready. His trailer was pretty small, and all of the rooms were basically one. I sat on the couch and admired my sexy husband get all ready for his scenes.

Jesse was filming for what I assumed was a few hours before they moved on to the scenes he wasn't in so he could have a break. I wasn't sure how long he was gone, because I had fallen asleep on his bed in the trailer.

My eyes slowly opened when the bed dipped next to me and Jesse's arms went around me. 

"How is filming going baby?" I asked him, cuddling more into him.

"Good. But I have been thinking about this morning. The test." He said as his kissed my forehead.

"What about it? Are you having second thoughts about having a baby?" I asked him nervously, but also glad that we had such an open and honest relationship.

"God, no. I was thinking maybe we should see a fertility doctor. Figure out the steps we need to take, since it's not happening naturally." He said softly and I looked up at him.

"That sounds smart. I really want this Jes, and I am worried it isn't happening because of me. Like my body, and what I did to it." I confessed, feeling safe in his presence and arms.

"Don't think that way, you should not be blaming yourself for this. The things you have gone through have made you who you are, and because of it you will be able to help our children if any of them did the same things." He tucked my hair behind my ear and I leaned up to kiss him.

I suddenly felt this overwhelming feeling of intimacy between the two of us. Jesse must have too, because he flipped us over so that he was on top and took his shirt off, and then mine.

He kissed down my neck to my chest, paying extra attention to my breasts after he unclipped my bra and tossed it away. My breathing became shallow as he made his way down my body.

He slipped my leggings down my legs and threw them aside. He kissed me through my damp panties, making me only want him more. I tried to move my hips to get more of anything but he held me down. 

"God, Jesse, please." I begged him as he smirked up at me.

He slid them to the side, and the second he made contact, I let out a breathy moan. He sped up, and slipped 2 fingers inside me while still working on my clit. I started moaning a little louder when his actions were quicker, and a little sloppier.

"Oh fuck!" I let out as my legs started shaking and my back arched. 

He suddenly stopped, and I opened my eyes to see him trying to get his pants off as quickly as possible. As he he slipped inside me, and picked up his pace, my wording and moaning got much louder and more sensual.

I felt his breath on my neck and his moaning in my ear, and as he sped up he only got louder. I started tightening around him and shaking again and he only went harder, and quicker. I couldn't take it anymore and let go, causing him to release inside me.

We stayed there, breathlessly for a minute before he pulled out. 

There was a knock on the door, so I quickly wrapped myself in a blanket while Jess jumped up and tried to get his boxers and pants on. I couldn't help but giggle when he almost fell over.