The End Where I Begin (Book Four of the Glen Power Series)

Chapter 26

It's been two weeks since mine and Glen's heart to heart. Would you believe it if I said that everything seems to be going back to normal? Well. As normal as normal can be in this situation. Apart from the uncontrollable sex drive I have, it feels like I've gained my connection back with Glen. The affection is back. The love is back. Glen is back.

He never leaves my side. For two weeks, he's been plastered to my side. I'm not going to lie, I love it. I love the attention I'm getting. I love the attention I can give him. I love seeing his smile as we snuggle up together on the settee. I love our gentle kissing sessions just before I lose control. But most of all, I love how happy I feel when I'm laid in his arms afterwards, his lips in my hair or against mine. Making me feel like nothing has ever happened.

I haven't seen Mark in all this time. He's hidden himself away in the room he's staying in, only venturing out when he's certain that we aren't around. Shame and guilt have overtaken him completely. And I can only imagine the pain he feels when he hears one of my attacks. Knowing that I'm in the arms of another must break him every time. I can't help but feel so bad for him. I would hate to be in his shoes.

But at the same time, this is my marriage. This is the most important thing in the world. I'm starting a family with Glen. We went for my second scan last week, and everything seems to be all fine. We chose not to find out the sex of the babies. We want it to be a surprise. Something for us to look forward to after...

All of this is for mine and Glen's future. That's all that matters. And as much pain as Mark may be feeling right now, I need to get my priorities straight. I need to think of Glen. So the less I see Mark, the better.

I feel familiar arms snake around me as I'm making a drink for myself. I smile, turning my face to kiss Glen. His purr on my lips is the most beautiful noise in the world.

“Hey, babe,” he coos. “You're glowing today. Did you know?”

I hum nervously, slightly embarrassed at his compliment. I don't feel beautiful, or that supposed 'glowing' sensation that pregnant women are supposed to feel. I just feel fat and bloated. But in his eyes, I'll never be anything less than perfect. I feel his grin on my lips before he looks at me. I never want to stop looking into these eyes of his...

But then I get a terrible hankering for mint chocolate chip ice cream. Yeah. My cravings have come back in the last week. Thankfully though, I know longer want cheese. This time, I crave something I actually enjoy. The flavour changes, but it's always ice cream. I grumble at the inconvenience of this sudden want of that beautiful, delicious, ice cold goodness...And in return, I hear Glen chuckle.

“What flavour today?”

“Mint choc chip,” I mumble bitterly.

He kisses me softly and head over to the freezer. He's stocked up on all kinds of flavours since they started. Saves him leaving the house and leaving me on my own. And sometimes, he's lucky enough to get to share it with me. It's a win-win situation.

“Damn. Looks like we're all out of that one.”

“What?!” My heart begins to pound with the stress of not having my ice cream available.

“It's alright. I'll just go to the shop quickly.”

“But...”

“I'll be ten minutes tops. I promise. And then we can sit under the duvet and watch any film you want whilst you gobble away. Sound good?”

I grin at him, taking his outstretched hands as I walk towards him and pull him towards me until our foreheads touch gently.

“Sounds perfect,” I purr as he kisses my lips. I'm desperate to deepen it, but I know that could set me off. And I really want that ice cream. He chuckles again, kissing me one last time before pulling away.