I lean upwards towards his ear breathing softly. "you're mean." I murmur as I swallow a whine he clearly heard. His devilish smirk appears "No" he shakes his head "This is mean" he pinches my nipple in the hand that's covering my nipples I whimper...
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He listens to me silently sob in his car until my makeup is running down my cheeks. He says something unsurprising in Italian as we sit outside of Emilianna's dance studio. I soak my tears in my sleeve.
"what does it mean?" I ask hoarsely "why are you crying?" He asks grabbing my jaw and making me look at him.
"because I'm sad and disappointed." I blubber through my hand. I feel flushed. Why does he always have to see me at my lowest. I would have never cried about this before at least not in front of anymore.
"It wasn't the answer you were hoping for?" He asks with an upset look through his brows. "What he said to you?" He adds "I was thinking he had no choice that he didn't actively choose to leave me. Guess I was wrong."
I'm stupid and I need to get over that. But I keep that to myself. No need to embarrass and humiliate myself further.
"Can I do anything for you?" he asks he's out of character and being soft with me. I smile softly humorously "Tell him to lie to me next time." I murmur wiping my tears off my cheeks. I sigh he flips off the heater with fast movements his large hands stop my breath as he's clutching my face in his grip grabbing my chin with his rather large hands taking up majority of my face. His Thumbs digging in my cheeks.
"Stop giving men like him and me the power to make you cry." He tells me with a thumb against my bottom lip. I swallow clearing my throat nodding. I blink away the tears.
"Go pick up your daughter." He orders I lean my face into his hands. nodding. We sat in the parking lot until it was time to pick my baby up. "Im glad we moved on from you calling her it." I say trying to lighten my mood. He nods to the door as Addisons mom heads inside on her way to pick up her child I should do the same.
I go to the door I look like a fucking mess but Emilianna is happy to see me regardless.
I lift her up carrying her on my hip and her dance bag on my shoulder she's so excited and it makes my day. Her teacher stops me to talk to be about Emilia's flexibility.
I buckle her up kissing her. "Can we stop and get food?" I ask him. He doesn't say anything or give any indication he heard me at all but we stop 15 minutes later at an outdoor restaurant with fancy lighting. Theirs fire in cages keeping up the ambience and the temperature. Its beautiful.
Emilianna stares wide eyed at the fire the excitement all on her eyes.
We eat out all three of us Emilianna is eating her grilled cheese vigorously and I munch of my Fuji apple salad. "I got a call from the man fixing the floor in my building he said it's gonna be another 2 weeks because the floor has molded into-" I attempt to explain so he doesn't think I'm taking advantage of him but he cuts me off halfway. "it's fine Katerina I enjoy having you both here is some odd way."
"Can you take me by there after we leave here?" Coltens eating risotto. He nods "I wanna grab a few more things." More underwear some baby pictures.
"is it safe to be there?" "I'll be quick." And her he nods to Emilianna who's more focused on a talking lion and his neighborhood than anything else. "I think she'll be safe in the car with you for 6 minutes max." I say he yawns sipping on a coffee he's exhausted. "You sleepy?" I ask him he shakes his head but it's obvious.
"How about we can go back to your place a take a fat nap." I'm not tired I look at Emilianna "are you sleepy?" "no mommy." She denies but I know it's about time for her nap or she'll start getting fussy.
"You both need a nap." He was up really early this morning. I think at the gym. He's still in shape.
I watch him sleep noticing the dark circles under his dark eyelashes. After brunch we came back here he's a pretty sight to stare at his full pink lips smushed against the pillow.
Emilia is napping in her car seat she didn't even make it the drive home. She's just chilling in the living room in her car set swaddled by blanket. I grab his hand his rough fingers brush against my thigh. His brows furrow his hand rides up my bare thighs up into my shorts his eyes open he looks at me I lean forward brushing my finger against his noes.
"Do you know how painful it is to look at you?" He asks softly I shrug he bites his lip holding a smile back what "hurricane Katerina." "Oh gosh" "like hurricane Monica." "I don't what your talking about." He's puzzled "shameless we'll watch it tonight."
"Now take your nap" I pat his cheek his face sprinkled in beauty marks. "Have you ever thought about modeling?" I ask him "you have the everything for it." I murmur my eyes linger on his sweats.
"only in my worst nightmares." He mutters I laugh "maybe go into semen donating." The look in his eyes and the sassy attitude look on his face sends me into a laughing attack for 10 minutes. "Seriously why not? You make awesome kids." I say nodding my head with enthusiasm.
"I'm not the type. And why would I curse a child with these fucking genes."
"Elaborate."
"I have anger management problems if you couldn't tell and a drug addiction." He says slowly as if English isn't my first language.
"You're self aware." I reply proudly "most men aren't and they think their penis hung the fucking sun." "I'm not living my life after doing a terrible thing to society by spreading it around." I stare wide eyed and muffling a smile.
"like you give a shit about society." His fingers trace over my stomach down to my shorts grey tight and probably something I shouldn't be wearing around him. But i wanted to match Emilianna. I stand up he grabs my wrist "we're not done." He says his tired grey eyes linger on my shorts before they reach back up to my face he's eye fucking me and I need to stop letting that get me fucked. " I have to check on Emilianna." Safe territory. He drops my wrist I'm standing on the bed but he can reach my wrist without effort.
I kiss her forehead taking her one slipper off I'm tempted to move her but she's completely comfortable with it snuggled up.
I walk back to the bedroom he's asleep. Peacefully parted fat lips and a resting annoyed face. I get some work done online and try not to look at the bugle in his sweats. I remember every horrific monsters things he's ever done and yet I loved him anyway. How Edgar Allen Poe of me.
When nightfalls Emilianna has fallen asleep on the couch again I'm right beside her watching 'Mr. & Ms. Smith.' Angelina Jolie has unmatched sensual appeal.
