I'm Yours (Sequel to "You're mine")

Chapter 144: I love all of you

Leah's POV

I let my hand slowly go down her back, caressing her skin wherever I went. My hand went over her butt before going down the front. And right to her most private part.

But T pulled back and rushed out of bed. She left the room in a hurry.

My mouth was open wide as I witnessed this bizarre scene. What had just happened?

I blinked a few times before getting up and out of bed. I ran after her. I felt a bit weird, and exposed, running around naked. I certainly hoped the boys wouldn't wake up and see me or T like this.

As I reached the stairs, I noticed the lights were still off downstairs. I figured she wasn't down there.

I turned my attention to the upstairs. She wouldn't go to our boys, not without clothes. So that left me with the bathroom and the spare room.
I immediately went to the bathroom.

I entered and saw her seated on the ground. Her knees were up against her chest, her arms wrapped around herself, as if she was comforting herself. She was crying.

I took a moment to take this scene in. How did we get from kissing in bed to this? I thought we were done with this. It was difficult not to get tired of these situations. But I tried to keep going.

I walked to her and sat down next to her. For several minutes, I didn't say a word. I barely even moved. I sat close enough to her so she knew I was here, but I didn't want to start a conversation. I just wanted her to feel my presence.

"It's cold here," I said, trying to make some small talk. I figured by now that T didn't want to get to the root of the problem immediately.

She looked up, her face painted with tears. She sniffled and looked at me. She looked at my arms, which showed the goosebumps. "I'm sorry."

I nodded. "I guess I'm to blame," I chuckled. "I'm not dressed accordingly."

She showed me a small smile.

I looked around. I had no clue what to talk about next. It was so hard not to just talk about what had just happened. "Maybe we should get the heat going."

She looked at me. Her stare kept going, as if she was looking for something, or thinking about something. Then, without a single word, she wrapped her arms around me and pulled me into her.

I greatly enjoyed her hug and the warmth she gave me. I breathed out in the embrace and wrapped my arms around her. "That's better." I said softly.

She sniffled. "Yeah."

"Much better." I continued.

She slowly nodded.

We sat there for a while, just hugging, until I managed to get her back to our room. I told her I was getting really cold, which I was.

When we got back to our room, I walked to our bed and stopped when I saw our pajamas on the ground, discarded in the heat of the moment. I sighed before leaning down to pick them up. I looked at T's pajamas for a bit before looking at her and walking to her. I handed them to her. 

Strangely enough, it took her a while before she took it, as if she wasn't sure whether she wanted them back.

Either way, I went to my pajamas and put them back on. Even if she was still in the mood - which I'm quite sure she isn't - I was cold and wanted to move on from this odd situation.
When I was done getting dressed, I went back to bed, snuggling into the sheets.

T was still getting dressed. She was going painfully slow. If I didn't know any better, I'd think she was trying to seduce me, in a weird way. I honestly didn't know why she was taking so long.
When she finally was done, she got in bed. She got underneath the sheets, seated with her back against the headboard, and looked in front of her.

I looked at her for a bit. I was desperate to talk about what had just happened, but I knew better not to. So, instead, I licked my lips. "Let's get some sleep."

She looked at me, again seemingly looking for something.

I showed her a small, rather forced, smile. I leaned in and kissed her cheek. "Good night, baby."
I pulled the sheets up and closed my eyes. I felt how T hadn't moved, how she was seemingly stuck.

For a while, I listened, waiting for her to move and get some sleep. After some time, I just assumed she had fallen asleep. But I was wrong.

"I'm sorry." She said softly, sniffling.

I turned back around.

She wasn't looking at me, she was still looking in front of her. "I thought I was passed it."

Now I sat up too, getting on her eye level.

She shook her head. "But I'm still struggling," She looked down, burying her face in her hands. "I'm a failure."

My eyes widened a bit when I heard that word. "You're not a failure," I immediately reached for her hands, holding them in mine. "Don't say that."

She looked at me briefly before looking down, at our hands. "I really want to get close to you," She sniffled. "I wanted to be intimate, but..." She trailed off.

"It's ok." I said, even though I wanted to hear the reason so badly.

She looked at me, straight in the eyes. She sniffled. "When you touched me down there," She gulped. "It made me think about what I lost."

The miscarriages, I thought. Now it was my turn to look down. I felt horrible, even though I hadn't done anything wrong.

"I'm sorry." She repeated.

I looked at her. "I'm sorry you went through that again."

She sniffled.

I scooted closer and wrapped my arm around her, pulling her closer to me. "We'll take our time," I kissed her head. "You need to be truly ok."

She rested in my embrace, seemingly getting calm again. We stayed like that, for a long time. I occasionally looked down to make sure she wasn't asleep. It seemed she really enjoyed this.

I pulled back, getting her attention. "I actually really liked feeling your skin on mine."

She slowly smiled. "It's the best."

I nodded. "We can sleep naked again," I smiled. "If that's ok for you."

She seemed to think about it for a bit before nodding.

I smiled.

It's true that intimacy is so much more than making love. It's all those moments that you spend together that truly count. And when T and I were laying in bed, naked, those felt so much more important than anything else.

I kissed her head, as she was laying on my chest. "I love you."

I heard her giggle. "I love you too," Then I felt her placing gentle kisses all over my chest. "And your chest too," She worked her way up to my breasts. "And your breasts too," She went up to my neck. "And your neck too," She went up to my lips. "And your lips too."

I smiled at her. I wrapped my arms around her lower back. My hands gently go down to her butt, squeezing it. "I love your butt."

She giggled.

"I love all of you."

She stopped giggling and looked at me, straight in the eyes. She looked for a while, and I was getting lost in her eyes. 

She smiled. 

I smiled.

She leaned in.

I leaned in.

We kissed.

We laid down, she on top of me.

And we made love.