Forbidden 2

Chapter 25

I woke up and something felt off. I noticed that his arms weren't wrapped around me like they usually are. I love being able to wake up in them. I wake up in them pretty much everyday though. I rolled over and found that he wasn't in bed anymore. This is a little weird. I know he would have woke me up if he went anywhere. I sighed getting out of bed. I pulled down his shirt that I'm wearing before walking downstairs. I heard some movement coming from the kitchen. I smiled a little bit before walking in there to find him cooking. It's so rare to see him do that. I walked over to him, wrapping my arms around him. I felt him place a hand on top of mine, "Good morning, love."

"Good morning, babe."

He chuckled, "Why don't you sit at the counter? I'll get you some orange juice."

"Can I have a kiss first?"

"Yes."

I moved next to him when he softly pressed his lips against mine. I've missed this feeling. I'm sure we'll be able to do plenty of this later. It didn't take very long for him to pull away. It was defiantely way sooner than I wanted him to. I moved over so that I was sitting at the counter. He set a glass of orange juice in front of me before going back to cooking. I can't help but smile a little bit. I can't believe I'm married to him. He makes me feel so lucky. I'm so thankful for him. He treats me so much better than I should be. I know he says this is how I should be treated though. I'm never going to be with anyone else. I mean even if something did happen to us I wouldn't get over it. I just feel like we're made for each other though. I'm sure we'll do whatever it takes to stay together. We've kind of proved that before. It wasn't very long for my thoughts to be interrupted by him setting a plate in front of me. I smiled a little bit as he sat down beside me. I leaned over, softly pecking his lips, "Thank you, babe."

"It's no problem. You cook for me all the time."

"I should though. You work more than I do."

He laughed a little bit, "We don't live in the 50's. You don't have to cook for me."

I smiled a little bit, "If I didn't then you would order pizza or chinese food all the time."

"That is very true."

He softly pecked my lips before eating. I kind of want to talk to him about yesterday. I don't want to make him upset though. I'm sure he won't get upset with me though. It actually takes a lot for that to happen. I don't want to force him to talk about it though. I mean I guess I can bring it up and if he doesn't want to talk about it then I can drop it. I was pretty much done when I looked over at him. I placed my hand on top of his, "Can I talk to you about yesterday?"

He looked at me, "What about it?"

"Are you okay with everything?"

He shrugged, "I just didn't want to talk about my past. I really don't want anyone else to know."

"It's understandable, babe. Are you upset about how she was?"

"I mean yeah. I thought she would be happy enough to see me again that she wouldn't bring it up. I left before to keep her from knowing about it and things weren't good there anyway. I just feel like she doesn't need to know."

"I get it. What are you going to do if she doesn't drop it?"

He squeezed my hand, "Then I don't want her around. She needs to respect that I don't want to talk about it."

"If that's what you want, babe then I'll support it."

He smiled a little bit, "I know. You've always been so supportive of me."

"And I always will be. This is what wives are supposed to do unless it's something stupid."

He chuckled, kissing my cheek, "I love you."