It Will Always Be You

Chapter 11~ Know You're Worth!

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I palmed the letter in my hand, folded. It wasn't hard keeping this from Meek, but I didn't want to slip up and he accidentally sees it.

He didn't once question it, so I wouldn't make anything more obvious than it needs to be.

I walked up the stairs slowly, walking into our bedroom, I saw Meek laying on his back, typing away at his phone.

This seemed to be the only thing he does lately. I never really paid attention until now. If he wasn't here, he was out "working" and he wasn't "working", he was here, texting or calling some one.

Maybe I'm not the one who needs to come clean. Maybe it's him.

"Hey, baby..." I opened the door and went straight for my Chanel bag that Meek had bought me years ago. It still came in handy and looked brand new.

I placed the folded letter in a little compartment until I could have a chance to write back.

Meek looked up, "Hey, love." He locked out his phone and sat it down on the nightstand next to me.

"Come here." I gestured me to join him in bed. At first I was a little hesitant, then I loosened up a bit.

I jumped in my side of the bed, and sat there, unsure of what he wanted to do.

"Why you actin' so shy?" Meek chuckled.

"I-I'm not... it's just been so lo-" I froze when I felt him kiss on my neck. He was inching closer and closer to my spot.

"Relax," Meek mumbled into me as I closed my eyes.

I felt myself wanting to moan out so bad.
"Meek.. baby. Don't do this to me." I whined.

I didn't him to start something he doesn't want to finish. I understand canceling out sex when I was knocked up. But now that I'm pregnant, my hormones are out of this world.

I constantly want him in me. But I have to settle with pleasing myself from time to time. If this is how it's going to be when we get married, I don't want it.

"Don't do what?" ..."You don't want it?" He asked, his face still buried in my neck.

My breathing had picked up and I was becoming worked up and my panties were soaked.

"Y-yes, I want it.." I looked him dead in the eyes before he kissed my lips. This is what started our long night.

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I looked over at the clock. 5:25. Our reservations are for 6 at a family owned restaurant that Ryan recommended. I guess he was close to the owners. It didn't matter. I was just happy I can get out and have fun.

After last night, I need some kind of stress reliever. I think dinner with Ryan, a calm and collected person, will be great. I didn't need anymore excitement right now.

I grabbed my phone and clutch. I was dressed in a Red skin tight dress with a open back detail. It fit my curves just right. To accompany the dress, I wore red bottoms. I wasn't to afraid of dressing out like this around Ryan because he respects my wishes. I told him strictly: no sex anytime soon. I need to get to know him a little more first.