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"I don't wanna go!" We were currently at the airport heading home. Or should I say, trying to go home.

"Carter, stop it. We have to go." I'm not gonna lie, we were making a scene. I was hugging onto one of the pilers at the airport, with Ethan tying to pull me off of if. "Fine." He let me go and put his hands in his pocket. I looked at him confused, he just stood there with his eyes closed.

"Fine? So we can stay?" I could feel a stupid grin forming on my face.

"No, you can stay." He picked up his bag and smiled. "I'm going ahead." He started walking away, but I caught him and pulled him into my arms. My face in his hair, breathing in his winter spring scent.

"You're evil." I mumbled into his hair. "When did you become like this?" He placed his hand above my arms, letting me feel his warmth. I didn't have to look at him to know he was smiling.

"Even angels fall." His voice was soft and low, but I could hear the smile in his tone.

"Yeah. But I'll be there to push you back up." He took my hand, and started leading us to our private boarding gate. He looked back at me and smiled that sweet and gentle smile I love so much.

"And I'll be there to pull you up with me." In that moment, I could have sworn I saw wings on him. Maybe it was the light from the sun, or my mind playing tricks on me. But all I know, is that in that one small moment, I felt like I actually saw a real angel.

I smiled at the man in front of me, my own angel. All I could think of, is the punishment I will face for taking an angel. But for Ethan, I am willing to face any punishment heaven may give me. So long as I get to call him mine.

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The arrival back home was just as amazing. Once we arrived back home, our driver picked us up, and drove us to our new home. It was finally finished, and Val even had it furnished for us.

"Ethan?"

"Yeah?" We were currently taking the bags out from the trunk of the car. He put his bag down to look at me. "Carter? What's wrong?"

"Um." I rubbed the back of my neck as I looked at the doors. He followed my line of sight, and understanding crossed his face. He arched one of his eyebrows and looked at me. He turned his back to me, and I thought he was mad. "Shit, babe don't be mad. I didn't mean it like that, I'm sorry."

"I'm not mad." He started falling backwards, but I managed to catch him before he fell. I fixed him, so he fit more comfortable in my arms. He had his eyes closed, but a smile on his face. "If it makes you happy, then I'll do it." He opened his eyes, and the familiar gray orbs I have come to love stared back at me. "But don't get any ideas because of this. I'm still a man." He crossed his arms and pouted, but he looked so cute.

"Fair enough." I kissed him before adjusting him in my arms. I walked up the stairs, Ethan perfectly still in my arms. I opened the door, and carried him through the threshold.

"Happy now?" He looked up at me and smiled. He tried to get off, but I pushed him closer to me. He stared back up at me confused. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." I kissed his lips with so much passion, I felt his weights get lighter. I pulled back and saw his cheeks pink, and he was breathing hard. "I'm not done with you yet." I ran up the stairs making sure not to shake him to much. I opened the door that lead to our room. I didn't pay much attention to it at the moment. My attention, was on my husband.

I gently placed him on the bed, and positioned myself on top of him. I made sure not to add my full weight on top of him, I didn't want to crush him. I brushed his hair from his eyes, and just stared at them. "How did I get so lucky?" He wrapped his arms around my neck and turned to his side. He flipped us so he was on top.

"More like, how did I get so lucky?" He leaned down and kissed me. I kissed him back with as much passion, and I was so shocked when he started kissing my neck. He found a sensitive spot that not even I knew I had. He bit and licked that spot, and I couldn't help but grip his waist as he did. He slipped his hands under my shirt, and ran his hand up my stomach tracing each one of my abs. He lifted my shirt over my head, and started kissing down my body. His tongue gliding over my nipple. I never knew they were sensitive. He kissed down my chest, and actually licked my abs. I watched as he kissed down, amazed at how good he was making me feel.

He undid my pants, and in one quick pull, they were off along with my underwear. My erection on clear display for him. He gripped the base of it, and started pumping it. I couldn't help but moan from his skilled touch. Next thing I know, we weremaking love. Again, and again, and again.

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"So how was the honeymoon?" After our little home coming, I put Ethan to bed. He falls asleep so easily. I spent almost half an hour just staring at him sleep. His long lashes brushing the top of his cheeks. His smooth chest rising and falling. He was perfect. "Should I take that stupid grin on your face as a good sign?"

"Hell yeah." I took a sipof my coffee, and looked at him. His glasses were hanging from the tip of his nose, and he was looking over some notes. "You sure you don't just want to study alone? I know you have a big exam coming up."

"Are you kidding?" He put the paper down, and took of his glasses. "I have been stuck with Jenny for weeks, I need some major bro time." I started laughing at the panicked look on his face. I spent a day with Jenny once, poor James.

"I get it. I need to thank you."

"For what?" He was about to take a sip from his coffee, but put the cup down. I rested my cheek on my hand, and looked at my wedding band.

"For pushing me. Had you not given me the push I needed, I may not have Ethan right now. So thanks man." He pretended to wipe a tear from under his eye.

"My little Carter's all grown up. I think I'm gonna cry. Where's a bloody tissue?!" I tossed a piece of muffin at him. He just flipped me off, and we both started cracking up. I missed him, I'm glad we're back. Now I just have Ethan's match to look forward to. I wonder how he'll do.

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