∆Sometimes you never know the value of a moment until it becomes a memory∆
"Six more months," I say softly. Romans oversized shirt drowns me as i stand next to the mirror, staring at my tiny bump that is hardly noticeable.
Roy comes behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist and resting his chin in the crook of my neck. "Six more months," he grins and i find myself grinning back.
"What are we going to do when our little Charlie is running around?" I tease, knowing full well where this conversation will go.
"Do you mean 'our little Ella'?"
Roman leaves a trail of light, butterfly kisses up my neck until he reaches my earlobe, tugging slightly.
I tug at his hair in response, earning a delicious groan. "Angel," He warns.
Warmness spreads throughout my body, from my head down to my toes.
"Roman," I moan; needing his touch.
Ran growls, the action sending vibrations against the skin of my neck.
At that moment, I completely melt.
I lean into Roy, his build engulfs my frame in every which way. My fingers scrape against his scalp and he groans once more, spinning me around before picking me up bridal style.
He lays me in on the bed then towers over me, grabbing my wrists and pinning them above me.
"My angel." He growls against my lips.
"My women," Roman says into my neck.
He kisses above my frantic beating heart, "My love."
"My child." His lips press against my stomach, which is now on full display given how far his shirt rolled up while he was carrying me.
Romans hand greedily massages my thigh as he brings is lips up to mine once more, "My everything."
A whimper passes my lips when Roy battles against my togue for the dominance we both know he will always have.
"I love you, Rebekkah Hansen." He vowels and i feel tears forming. "Every fucking day, I love you more and more. You're all I want, all I think about."
"You're everything ive ever wanted, everything ive ever needed. Without you, my life is incomplete.
"My heart beats only for you." Roman continues, silent tears begin to fall down my face but Roman kisses each and every single one.
"My heart will always beat only for you, my Angel." Roman kisses my lips once more before laying besides me, tucking me tightly against him.
"I love you, too." I whisper, nearly choking on the words themselves.
We lay together, as if we were one, far into the morning sunrise, ignoring all communication with the outside world.
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The Angel on Her Shoulder
Teen FictionFor some, a life changing event is a near death experience. For some, their secrets stay secret. But for Rebekkah Hansen, it all started with a photo. A photo full of truths, lies, complete and utter nonsense. Photos can say a thousand words a...
