Another Cliché Love Story

Aunty Winona

The next few weeks have been eventful.

Elizabeth announced that she is pregnant, and my mother surprisingly couldn't be happier.

"Honestly Eliza, you're going to be an aunty."

"I really didn't miss you Mother."

"Eliza, I'm just saying do you know how many men are in the world? You said you've always wanted to go to the Bahamas, you could find a man there."

I get up. "I'm going to see Elijah."

"Your sister is with him."

I flip her off as I walk away.

I knock on Elijah's door before opening it.

"Finally, hey Princess." Elijah greets.

Elizabeth frowns. "I must say, I wasn't expecting you to still come back to see him. Don't stick around though, we need to discuss the baby."

"Just get out."

She strides off eyeing me and closes the door behind her.

I get on the side of the bed.

He is doing much better. His eyes are looking better. He got his color back in his skin and he doesn't have a tube in his mouth.

He kisses my forehead. "Hey Princess."

"Hey babe." I tell him with a cheeky smile.

"Thank you."

"For?" I reply, resting my head gently on his chest.

"You know what for. For staying by my side through this whole thing."

"You tell me this every day." I remind.

"That's, only because I don't want you to think I don't appreciate it."

I smile and kiss him.

He cups my face and pulls me onto his lap.

I straddle him and wrap my arms around his neck.

"So, what were you two talking about?" I ask, pulling back.

"Honestly, I don't remember. I just nodded my head and daydreamed." He pants.

His lungs and heart are still recovering. He has been experiencing shortness of breath a lot more often. I guess that is to be expected.

He bounces me on his lap and I feel he got hard.

"I missed you." He tells me before he kisses me again.

My skin gets hot and I kiss him back.

He pulls me close and pushes his hardness up against me.

I bite his lip to slow him down.

"What about your lungs and heart? The doctors said no vigorous movement."

"I'll go slow and be tender."

He gives me another hungry wet kiss.

"Elijah." I moan.

The door flings open and our eyes snap off to the man who steps in.

"Elijah!"

I slide off his lap completely embarrassed!

"What Pops?"

"Don't fucking 'what pops' me! You know what!"

His dad looks at me. "And this isn't even the sister you got pregnant!"