"Sweetie. Tell me what's wrong..." Mike whispered softly in my ear lying beside me as my heart thumped, my breathing heavy due to me crying so much.
"I just wanted you." I turned to face my husband, immediately our eyes locking almost as if he could see straight into my soul. "I wanted you to come up and be with me." I added as my breathing slowed down becoming steady, me calming down thanks to my husband. "I tried calling you but-"
"I didn't hear you..." Mike finished causing me to nod my head slowly. "I am sorry." He apologized as he broke the eye contact between us. I could tell he was sorry, that he genuinely felt bad. It made me feel bad. I knew he didn't mean to ignore me, he just didn't hear me when I called for him.
"Hey... I didn't mean to upset you. I guess I'm just a tad bit hormonal." I said with a slight giggle, placing my hand on the side of his face biting my lip as he looked back into my eyes.
"It's alright baby. I'm gonna hope in the shower wanna join?" Mike asked as he softly rubbed my back.
"Uh... No thank you. I'm good. I'd rather you'd not see me looking like this." I sighed causing Mike to frown. "It isn't really that sexy to be-"
"Stop. Carrie I'm not trying to have sex with you... And you're always going to be sexy to me.". My husband stood me up out of the bed.
"I am four months pregnant."
"Exactly and you're barley showing. Baby you look beautiful." Mike softly kissed my cheek after removing my shirt. "What's wrong?" He questioned looking somewhat worried as a small tear fell from my eye.
"Is this baby going to ruin my body?" I asked biting my lip gently.
"You're always going to be beautiful... One kid, or six kids." My husband pulled me closer placing his lips against mine. I couldn't help but smile as the two of us pulled away staring into each other's eyes intently. God, I love this man so much. I never in a million years though that I'd need a man. Actually need a man to make me happy. I do. Over the past two years that we've been married I do. That man. Only him, only Mike. He's the only one that could ever make me this happy.
"Mike..." I took a deep breath in as he slowly placed his hands over my breast, him standing behind me as the hot water drenched our bodies.
"You know I am your husband right?" Mike said with a small laugh as he lathered a wash cloth with soap. "Care..." He slowly moved the wash cloth about my body as he whispered sweet nothings in my ear, me unable to hold back my obvious blushing. I love these sweet moments Mike and I have. They're always so sensual, and raw. We are away from each other a lot, he has games I have my concerts or award shows or interviews. Its comforting to have these little moments between the two of us, to always remind each other of our love and there is nothing in this world that could ever make me stop loving Mike.
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