Mrs Emerson Michaels

Way too soon?

I yawned so tired from yesterday that I wanted to stay in bed all day,  and not get up, but having such a caring husband who cares for your well-being, it’s hard to make choices like that. My whole body hurts from the events that happened last night. My tears sounded through half the night as his tender voice spoke sweet nothings to me as I tried to sleep. I felt my legs still numb from the way I was positioned. I knew trying to ask if he’d be less strict on me was out of the ordeal, so I digressed.

I got up slowly trying to feel the strength in my legs to stand, I sat still until I could feel some sudden grounging within them. Once I felt okay I stood looked down, and fell back onto our bed. Suddenly the bathroom door opens, and my eyes stare into his, our eyes looking back at each other, he chuckles causing whatever the heat I had from last to come rushing back.  

“Need help standing, Babygirl~?”  The heat increases and I look quickly away “I-I just need to wait a minute…” I wasn’t looking but I sensed him smirking. “Whatever you say, Emmie.”  I pulled my hair on the side of my shoulder, and as he dried out his hair with a towel, he walked to our walk-in closet trying to find a shirt to wear the top of his body uncovered while already wearing a pair of blueish jeans.

As if on purpose I bit my lip, but in reality was accidental not knowing I had until my teeth bit too hard into my skin. “Ow..!” I feel my lip. ‘Stop it you’ve been with this man since high school/college’ was what my mind would scold me in, regardless he was still hot as hell, My neighbourhood crush was mine, things like this you’d think only happened in movies but no it was real no dream. 

 years later and I wind up as the luckiest chick to have her dream, in having exactly who she wanted. Sucked for that  bitch Chloe who by the way was always sticking her nose where it didn’t belong… or was it, Jennifer??? Oh well, I didn’t really care, why am I even talking about them, They’re irrelevant to my marriage. 

I sat for a little when Sebastian came back I looked and smiled at him and he returned my guester. He came pecking my on my forehead leaning his hands on the side of me. Surprised I blushed and looked into his eyes. “Are you sure you don’t need any help?” he questions worryingly, I blush for a third time. “ I-I’m fine...Really.” as I try and stand Sebastian observes me, to assure I’m alright on my own.

“Sebastian?” “Yes?” I felt this urge to tell him, for some reason, but it all just left my mouth. “Do you ever think of, having children?

“No.” His answer was bluntly clear, it nearly broke me to hear him say it, was he rejecting me in this way??? Was he telling me he wouldn’t want to live with me for the rest of our lives together?! “Not at the moment, no.” I looked up at him my mouth half open “W-what?”  Sebastian took a strain of my hair and placed it behind my ear. 

“Emerson, I love you, and as much as it would bring me so much joy to be the one to give you such a gift in life...Being the father of our baby girl or boy!  I don’t think it’s the right time.” he hugged me pulling me to his chest I felt the warmth of his body on mine. I hugged back,” Plus, it was just our first anniversary.” he had a point I laughed stupidly… of course why ruin that by having kids right away… “You’re right hehe…” I wanted to slap myself for thinking he’d want to run into that…

 “Alright then, Emerson get ready.” I looked confused “Well you aren’t going to stay in bed all day, Unless you’re sick?-” I shook my head no. “Pardon me?” I tried again this time correctly“ No, Sir.” “Then get dressed, I’ll be down making Lunch.” Sebastian leaves

me with one final kiss before leaving me to change.