Sequel to Dear Nick. This story continues where Dear Nick left off, in the epilogue. If you haven't read Dear Nick, read it to see how they began. Their love is deep & pure, having been perfect since they finally got on the same page. Now, their per...
Nick cleared his throat, bringing his thumb up to press his lips into his teeth, something he has been doing, since he was a little boy. It was a nervous thing, I had come to know & love, but knowing he was nervous, made me sit up, shamefully. Nick was avoiding looking at me, so I grabbed the sheet & wrapped it around me. I looked down, just in case Nick looked my way. I was mortified & that upset me, because this was my husband & I should never feel this way, in front of him.
I felt tears burning the back of my eyes, so I took a few shallow breaths. "I'm sorry. That was presumptuous of me." I spoke in a soft voice, not looking up.
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In my peripheral vision, I could see Nick cross his arms. "No... you weren't being presumptuous. You're my wife & we haven't seen each other in seven months, so why wouldn't you want to make love?" Nick swallowed, then sighed. "I'm sorry, Demi. I need a little more time before I'm ready to..."
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I slid off the bed, keeping the sheet around me. "Of course. I get it. You're getting overwhelmed with all the stuff that's different or that you missed, while you were gone." I bent down to get my shirt & my shorts. I pulled my shorts on, under the sheet. "I get it." I said, my voice shaking from all the emotions I was feeling. I put my shirt on, quickly, then looked at Nick, managing a slight smile. "I'm going to go sleep in the guest room & give you some space. I don't want to overwhelm you, anymore." I turned & left the room, quickly, almost running to the guest room so I could let my tears fall freely.
I sat on the bed, a part of me hoping Nick would come to me, but he didn't. I laid down, eventually & fell asleep. I woke with a start, in the morning, realizing it was late & Evan would have gotten up, by now. I was in a daze, as I made my way to Evan's room & then when I went in, he wasn't in there. A panic washed over me, then I remembered Nick was here & alive. As I made my way to the top of the staircase, I heard Evan giggling, which made me sigh with relief.
I followed the sound of his giggling & found him with Nick in the kitchen. Evan was in his high chair, laughing at Nick, who was tossing cereal up & trying to catch it in his mouth. I wanted to burst into tears, because of how happy I was at this tiny bit of normalcy. Evan wasn't afraid of his dad, anymore. That part of Nick's life was as it should be, so now I wished for the rest of it to be as it was supposed to be.
