Rena: Code 143

1.6

Without noticing, we arrived home. I unbuckled my seatbelt and followed Kenny into the house. Once inside, he placed his keys on the hook beside the door and walked upstairs. I stood in the hallway for a few minutes, lost on what to do. Eventually, I gained the courage to walk upstairs into our bedroom. When I walked in, I heard the shower running in the bathroom. I sighed, taking off my shoes and placing them in the closet. Then I went back into the room and sat down on the bed. Waiting for him to finish.

As soon as he did, he opened the door, not minding his nakedness. He made his way to the closet, ignoring me completely, causing my heart to sink. I sat there patiently as I heard him shuffling around. At last, he came out still naked but with clothing in his hands. He made his way to our bed and sat down, still ignoring me. Taking this as an opportunity to apologize, I made my way behind him. Drops of water from his shower still glistened on his dark skin.

I reached a hand out to touch his back softly before deciding otherwise. "I'm sorry," I whispered as I sat behind him. He turned around suddenly and gently grabbed my hand.

"No. I should be the one apologizing," He spoke. "I've been stressed from work and wanting to have a family with you. And I've been an ass about everything." Stunned, I didn't know what to say. I wasn't used to Kenny apologizing to me, as horrible as it sounds. Usually, I was the one saying sorry so there was peace. And I also felt like most of the fights or disagreements we went through were my fault. But this time, Kenny said sorry to me. And I foolishly felt hope blossom inside of me.

"Ok. Uhm. Thank you for apologizing." I leaned in and pecked at his lips. "I love you," I told him.

"Mhm," he murmured before he leaned in and captured my lips with his. As our mouths fused together, Kenny's tongue darted inside. Eliciting a moan from me. Seeing that our one-shared kiss was becoming heated, I broke it off. "What's wrong?" He asked once I backed away. His eyes still looking at my lips.

"We're taking a break, remember?" At my words, our eyes met and Kenny sucked in his teeth before looking away.

"Right." He deflated and then moved from the bed to our closet. I knew he was disappointed, but I wasn't interested in having sex. When he came out, he was wearing boxers and a t-shirt. He made his way to our bed again and lay down. "Why don't you take a shower and then we can watch a movie?" I guess Kenny must've felt bad earlier if he was willing to compromise. I nodded before making my way into the bathroom. As soon as I went in, I turned on the shower and started removing my dress. As the shower water heated up, I decided to wipe my makeup off and clean my face at the sink. I wasn't wearing a lot, so it didn't take too long. As soon as my face was cleaned, I jumped in the shower.

Using a rag and soap, I started to wash my body as my thoughts went back to what happened this morning. I was happy Kenny took us out to eat today. It felt good to get out of the house, which we hardly do. Although I was happy at first, Kenny's comments really hurt me and were unnecessary. Even though I apologized to him, I still didn't understand why he thought I didn't have his back. I always have his back, but the worker was obviously being silly. Thinking back on the worker. I hope he didn't get into trouble. The look he shared with his brother certainly showed that he would be in trouble. However, I hope my talk with his brother helped him.

I don't know why I was thinking so hard on two strangers. Specifically, the one who talked to me in the restroom. That sounds weird. Maybe it was because of his kindness towards me or his looks. Taking a moment, to be honest with myself, the man was very handsome. He was so tall and broad, and his eyes were gorgeous. So, so stunning. A shiver ran down my back as I thought of the man. The way our eyes clashed as we glanced into each other's eyes. Brief, but our stares felt long. As if I didn't want to look away. Maybe I'm just being delusional. I'm married for christ's sake! I've never looked at another man since I first met my husband. So why did that stranger affect me so much?

Feeling the water run cold, I hadn't realized I had been in here for so long. I shut the water off, moved the shower curtain, and stepped out. I walked to the sink to grab the towel I had laid out earlier and began to dry myself off. Soon enough, I wrapped the towel around me and left the bathroom to go to the closet. There I changed into my pajamas and headed out to see Kenny still laying on the bed, but with the tv on. I walked toward the bed and crawled on, laying right beside him.

"What're we watching?" I asked him.

"A western movie. Come here." Without taking his eyes off the screen, he lifted his arm inviting me in. I shuffled closer to him before laying under his arm, cuddling. I felt some guilt because of my shower thoughts earlier. What kind of wife thinks of another man she doesn't know? But I decided to push that to the back of my mind and focus on the now. Which is me snuggling with my husband.