Chapter seventy seven

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Harley

The nerve to expose my husband like that. How dare anyone make him feel so vulnerable and exposed ? The immediate response to defend and protect him from anything and everything is like the need to breathe .

No one understands the dynamic of our relationship and quite frankly they don't have to understand it because they aren't in it . It works for us and we're happy . Knowing that this man will do anything for me and that he's willing to go though the chambers of hell for me is what sets my soul on fire . My feelings for him are so raw and heightened , I lose all sense of reasoning when it comes to him . An attack to him feels like a direct to me and my heart .

I may have been overly defensive , territorial and possessive back there with Suzanne but she insinuated that my own husband does not feel me . She downright insinuated that my marriage is platonic . She doesn't know what happens behind the closed doors of my home . Just thinking about it causes the anger that subsided to rise again . Spencer has the ability to feel and experience sensations given from me to him . In fact he voices them out too loudly .

He's never had someone in his corner before . He had no one to defend him , defend his name and honour before . All these years , he was alone feeling confused and angry at the world . My heart aches at all the horrible experiences he went through growing up . His own mother didn't even understand him . She shipped him off psychiatrist to psychiatrist until eventually she landed him on the doorsteps of Rebecca Dooecha , who was patient and understanding with him until the young boy finally let his guard down and made room for trust .

Never again .

He'll never be that person ever again . I will be his shelter , I'll home him . It'll be his protector and I'll defend and protect him from anything and everything against him . He'll always have me in his corner . Forever. Until my last breath.

" Don't tell me you're still thinking about what happened with Suzanne, angel?" his deep hoarse voice came out soft and gentle . He pulled me out of my thoughts. Glancing away from the window , I turned my eyes to him and found his dark eyes soft and warm . " You don't have to fight my battles for me angel I've got that part covered ." he whispered to me softly . My heart winced at his words . He has gotten used to fighting for himself that he won't let me fight his battles. "I will always fight for you Thompson . Always." I vowed . His lips attacked mine and I let him dominate me as he always does . The kiss was short , brief but it was passionate just like our love . "I love you ." the words were out of my mouth . " I know." he answered immediately after my confession . I cupped his face , " I love you." I said it again .God , I love you . My eyes conveyed my message . " I love you , Harley." he breathed . " Until my last breath." I vowed truthfully . " Angel , you're my world." he kissed both my psalms .

" I can't believe you're giving birth in just a week Harlz ! Will your parents be there ? " Anne asks , laying on her back as Lony gives her a foot massage. She moans as he touches a delicate place. " Is that how you moan to your Russian Italian ?" Lony teases earning him a kick . He groans as he throws his head back in full blown laughter .

" Stupid . I can't believe my son will have you as an uncle ." Anne glares at him , which makes him laugh a litter louder . I shake my head at their stupidity . These two have always fought like real siblings .

" You're giving birth three days after me so we're practically the same and you know my parents , they'll be on Sunday ." I answer Anne's previous question . " Your parents are the best , literally." her voice breaks at the end . I am reminded that her parents won't be there for the birth of their first and only grandson . Anne's parents died three years ago due to a horrible car accident . They both died on the impact . It was a horrible time for the three of us . All three of us relied on each other for strength and support and my parents have taken the role of being her parents upon themselves . " Oh Anne , I'm really sorry ." I blink my tears away . " Come on you guys , we're supposed to be happy , no tears." Lony tries to lighten up the mood .

He has always been the best to make jokes in such moments . " I can't believe Jayda changed her mind about getting married." Anne sighs changing the topic . Honestly I understand where Jayda is coming from , customary she was already married and it's been over five years so I understand why she changed her mind . She didn't wait all these years to have a shotgun wedding like she got impregnated. "I wouldn't want a shotgun wedding either." I let my statement in the air , Lony grunts in approval .
" Speaking of weddings , when are you putting a ring on Carmen?" I asked jokingly but burst out in laugher when he chokes on air .

" Damnit , Harley!" he hisses , causing Anne to laugh. He coughs momentarily before catching his breath. " Carmen and I are still enjoying our relationship. Give it two years then ask me that question again." he answers sincerely. He has no idea how happy it makes me to hear him say that , that he has finally moved on from thoughts of us being together . I love him and he'll always be my brother, that'll never change .

" How is it that you're extremely slow and tired for everything else but mysteriously have so much energy when it comes to sex?" he asks collapsing besides me . I stifle a laugh , what the man is saying is absolutely true . I'm always complaining about exhaustion when it comes to everything else . " That's because I'm saving all my energy for sex." I say like it's the most obvious thing. "Just admit that you're insatiable angel." he chuckles , giving me the most sexiest sound I've heard in my life , that next to his moans and groans. " You're so sexy angel ." he buries his face in my neck . His undying desire and lust for me makes me feel like I am indeed the most sexiest woman alive, even in pregnancy.

It dawns to me why he's being extra touchy . The only time he's touching me too much is when he's stressing about something and touching me is a way to distract himself from thinking about whatever that is making him restless. I should have pieced it together earlier . " Thompson?" he hums in return , continuing his assault on my neck . " What's making you restless ? I know there's something bothering you that's why you woke us up ." That does it because his movements stills before shifting from his position. He's extremely terrified of the idea that there's an equal chance of our daughters being born with his condition. He would do anything to ensure that our daughters are safe from alexi.

" I really am sorry if they're both born with it ." he apologizes , making my own heart break . " Thompson don't do that , what if they won't have it?" I was bluffing and that was a big what if . " I'd give anything for that to be true, Harley." the way he says my name is my undoing .
"Your mother called ." I change the painful topic to one that'll enrage him . He visibly tenses at the mention of his mother . "What could she possibly want from us right now?" he sighs dramatically. I don't have the playful energy to tease him right now. "She asked for Malcolm to be present at the birth of the babies ." I already saw his reaction in my head . He lowly growls and snaps his teeth , "Never." he vows .

I understood why he didn't want his mother's boyfriend at the birth of his babies. I mean , what was Elizabeth thinking? After he told me that Malcolm was using and cheating on his mother , I lost any civilization I had of him . Pathetic men .

" I told her exactly that. Let's talk about something else." I moved closer to his warmth. " I'd rather do something else instead." he admitted poking me with his rock hard erection. "Again? That's the four time now." I gasp . " Don't act like you don't enjoy it." he said spooning us.

After the birth of the girls , we'd have to wait at least three months until we have this moment again so why not do it until we literally can't anymore?

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