Walking Home (Rick Grimes Romance)

Chapter 5 .... Darkness Of Night

Nadines POV...

I hate not being able to sleep at night. Just laying there staring off into the empty darkness of night. Normally exhaustion prevailed at some point but apparently not tonight.

Fluffing my stone flat pillow for the hundredth time I eventually tried rolling it in on itself desperate for any kind of cushion. Laying there I began to squirm again eventually rolling onto my other side. If anything this made the lump of shit some fool called a cot even worse. Seriously.... I've had a more comfortable sleep on the ground outside.

"Nadine you got to lay still or so help me I'm going to pin you to the floor." Gage's sleep groggy voice muffled from beside me."Some of us are trying to sleep over here."

"It's this fucking cot." Stating the obvious I now tried laying on my back. "If someone hadn't insisted on sleeping in a room I could be curled up on a couch."

With a sigh Gage rolled over bracing himself up on his arm so he could look down at me. "You know since we're both awake..."

On reflex I rolled my eyes. Morning, noon or night I swear there was one single thought driving through his mind.

Looking about the empty room Gage murmured, "We're actually alone and with walls instead of off in the bush somewhere."

"On this lumpy piece of shit?" I scoffed, "Your joking right? I'd rather be off in the bush somewhere."

"If your feeling nostalgic we can go for a walk." A smile danced upon Gage's lips making his dimples deepen. "I saw a pond near the centre of Alexandria. If I recall right there may have been a few shrubs and trees surrounding it."

Cupping my chin Gage tipped my head so I was looking right at him, a wicked gleam dancing deep within his hunter green eyes. "I also saw a gazebo if you prefer that."

Placing my hands to his solid chest I pushed but his large frame didn't budge. "I liked it better when you were sleeping."

"No you didn't." Gage called me out on my bluff. His large capable hands encased mine gently leading them down his flat abs stoping once he reached the band of his boxers. Drifting lower Gage turned my hand slightly so I was now touching him.

With a mind of its own his penis began to stiffen, growing nearly double in size. I could remember the first time we had made love I thought he was going to utterly destroy me. It wasn't just Adonis features god had graced Gage with but the words well endowed didn't seem to do him justice. It had taken several times of being together before I could take all of him. 

"Have you met Father Gabriel yet," I taunted for no other reason than I could.

"Who?" Finished with talking Gage nestled his face into my neck nuzzling his lips over where my pulse beat.

"You know I am Catholic right? Maybe I want to start being a practicing Catholic again." It was hard to keep a straight face with the wonderful distraction Gage was so skillfully providing. Keeping my train of thought to the end of my thought even harder. "Practicing Catholics believe in abstinence."

Kissing his way up my neck Gage lifted his head just enough to look at me through hooded eyes. "You can start practicing tomorrow then."

All thoughts of teasing him scattered the moment Gage's lips touched mine. His soft plump lips grazed and nipped at mine in a few chase  kisses before they began to linger. His tongue gliding across my lips with an unspoken need to deepen the kiss.