11. His Achilles Heel (bwwm) Completed #Wattys2016

Epilogue

"Close your eyes," he whispered.
"Why?" she inquired with a mischivious smile.
"Because I said so baby," he said in a husky voice pulling her closer to him with one hand as he produced a blindfold.
"Why do you need that?"
"You ask too many questions."

He blindfolded her before he took her hand leading her out of the house as she felt the cool breeze blow against her face.

"Marcel where are we going?"
"Shut up woman," he growled into her ear before kissing her cheek a smile playing upon his lips.
"Fine," she sulked as he continued to lead the way.

"Patience my love," he whispered.

"Fine."
"I love you," he said softly.
"Fi....
I love you too," she smiled as he led down the path towards the lake.

"Tell me again why I agreed to this outdoor weekend of yours?" she grumbled feeling the wet leaves beneath her shoes.

"Because, you love the privacy and seclusion," he whispered with a smile upon his lips as she felt a light kiss on her cheek.

"Still sappy as ever," she smirked.

Slowing down she felt him move to stand behind her. Tugging the blindfold it slowly fell off her eyes as he took it tossing it to the ground. Taking in the scene before a wide smile replaced her smirk as she instantly turned giving him a short peck on his lips surprising him.

"That's all I get?" he asked flabbergasted as a sharp whistle broke the silence. The two dogs perked up on hearing the familiar whistle as they turned towards her. Running towards her she laughed at their state. Just before they reached her she commanded them to stop.

Turning to look at Marcel he gave a questioning look.

"What, I don't want my clothes getting soaked," she said letting out a gasp as water droplets came into contact with her. "Sasha!" she shrieked before a laugh escaped her lips as both dogs shook the water out of their fur. With a single hand movement the moved forward barking in excitement.

She had missed them and so had they. "You didn't kill them," she said with tears running down their cheeks.
"And here I was wishing you dead at the time. I'm sorry," she broke down as he looked at her worried.

"It's alright sweetheart, please don't cry," he said cupping her cheeks wiping away her tears. "Why don't we go sit down," he gently said.
"But...but," her words died on her lips as he parted her lips with his tongue.

Taking his time to deepen the kiss as he silenced her from whatever complaining she had in stored for him. Pulling her closer he grumbled as the baby bump made his efforts to bring them closer futile as their lips danced. The snap of a twig had him aiming his gun in the direction of the newcomer as he slowly pulled away from her. His gun still raised he smiled at her thoroughly kissed form as she leaned more towards him obviously tired from standing too long and the lack of oxygen for the short time.

Opening her eyes she couldn't help but keep the smile on her lips as her hands settled on his chest in a relaxed manner.
Turning to their unexpected guest they found his gun already lowered as he looked down at his chest. The red lights on his chest indicated his impending death if he made any wrong moves.
Two men ran towards him knocking him out before taking him towards the house.

"Come," he said putting his gun away before wrapping his arm around her waist taking her hand with the other.
Leading her back to their house Mario came out charging towards them an adorable smile upon his lips as Marcel lifted him up before he tackled his mother down.

With a sigh she sat down on the sofa closing her eyes in pure relaxation.
Tiny hands landed on her tummy as she opened them to see her son waiting for the impending kick. A sharp one at that she knew as she felt the sharp jab watching him quickly move his hands covering his mouth in glee his giggles reaching her ears just as Marcel returned with a glass of orange juice for her. He uttered his own version of kick which had her smiling.
It seemed to be their favorite game to feel her tummy for the babies kick. Something she had come to appreciate as their family time.