Let Me In | Herophine Fic

Never Again

HERO

Carefully, Jo's arms place themselves underneath Mila's sleeping form and she effortlessly lifts her onto her chest. She's incredible with her. She always has been, they have such an undeniable connection, something that goes way beyond biology.

Making sure Mila is secured against her, she begins to wander out, slowing down as she passes me. While she does, I lean down and place a soft kiss against Mila's forehead, stroking her head gently. In my mind, I silently promise her that nothing will ever make me question my relationship with Jo again and that everything will be back to how it was. I was blinded by something right in front of me but my sight is now crystal clear. Jo eclipsed me completely and so easily. We need her just as she needs us.

Jo's everything I hoped me and Mila would have. She's everything I wanted Mila to have. And more. Jo's given my little girl someone to look up to, someone to admire, someone to be everything a mother should be. And I can't think of anyone better than Jo for Mila to have and share all that with. Mila's already told me when we're together it's like having a mummy and daddy which is completely understandable. And if my little girl wants to give Jo that title, I'm more than happy with that.

This has always been something I thought would weigh heavily with me. But surprisingly, it's not. If she wants that and Jo is okay with it, she can start using that title for her. I have to embrace the deeper feelings I have for Jo, I can't question it anymore or ignore it. Because I know it's okay to feel that way now. The walls I built around myself to shield myself are broken and have been reduced to rubble. And surprisingly, I feel so free because of it. I love her and I have to prove it to her.

Reaching for the hem of my T-shirt, I pull it over my head until it's completely off and in my hands. Quickly, I fold it up before sliding my hands into the waistband of my joggers and push them down my legs. I fold them up once they're off and place them on top of the T-shirt. Picking the folded pile up, I place them on the floor and sit myself down on the edge of Jo's bed.

Just as I'm settling myself, she comes back in, closing the door over silently. She paces over to me, standing in between my legs, looking down at me. Holding her gaze, my hands rub up the side of her smooth thighs, pushing under the jersey that just skims her mid-thigh. Of all things, she was wearing this. The one tangible thing I gave her. And as my hands come to rest on her hips, I realise this is all she's wearing. No underwear or bra, but this isn't going anywhere.

I've missed her, all of her. How she feels against me, how our bodies fit together so easily. Her taste, her scent, everything about her, I've missed it. I want her. And from the deep blues staring down at me, I'm hoping she wants me too.

Moving my legs closer together, I slide my hands down her hips and move them to the back of her thighs. Pulling her forward, closer to me, she understands what I want her to do as she carefully sits down on my lap. Both her legs on either side of my hips. My arms wrap around her back, pulling our fronts together.

"Let me show you just how much I love you, Jo," as much as I've told her, it only feels right to show her. To show her what's happened is in the past and she's my future.

"I think it's only fair you let me do the same." Smiling, I join our lips together, both our bodies relaxing instantly as my eyes flutter closed at the contact. I've no idea whether she wants me as I do her but just meeting her lips with mine has ignited a small flame in the pit of my stomach. Our lips slot together in perfect sync, like they always have done. I'm done questioning why everything is so easy with her; it's all meant to be. It's as simple as that.