Unexpected

Chapter 41

After Melanie told her parents about the surgery they insisted on flying to New York. Her mom wanted to come that day but Melanie talked them into waiting until Thursday night. Their plane was due to arrive at 4:20 and Brian drove her to the airport to pick them up.

They waited in the baggage claim area and when Melanie saw them her eyes filled with tears. They rushed toward her and both hugged her tight. After she pulled away from her dad she turned to find Brian.

"This is Brian," she said to them, putting a hand on his arm. "This is my mom Denise and my dad Kevin."

"Nice to finally meet you both," he said, shaking their hands.

"Nice to meet you," her mom said. "Thank you for taking care of Melanie. She's told us how supportive you've been."

"No need to thank me. I'm happy to help her any way I can."

They left and dropped Melanie's parents off at their hotel in Brooklyn so they could get settled in. Brian and Melanie went back to her apartment for a while before picking her parents back up for dinner.

Her parents took an immediate liking to him, especially her mom. He was handsome, charming, funny and polite. They tried not to interrogate him, instead talking about themselves and sharing stories about Melanie.

After dinner they all went to Melanie's apartment so her parents could pick up her car. She was lending it to them while they were there since she wouldn't be using it.

"We'll see you at the hospital," her mom said, giving her a hug. "Get some sleep."

Once they were gone Brian and Melanie went up to her apartment. Max and Lily came running as soon as the door opened. She fed them after hanging up her coat.

"I'm going to go take a shower," she said, heading into the living room. "I'm tired and it's gonna be a while before I get to wash my hair again."

"Ok baby."

When she got into the bathroom she turned the shower on. As steam slowly filled the room she stood in front of the mirror and ran her fingers through her hair. She let it slide through her fingers, watching it fall down to her shoulders.

She hadn't yet decided what she was going to do with it after the surgery. If a large portion of it was shaved off it would probably be best to just shave all of it. She tried to imagine what she would look like bald. Once the mirror was covered in steam she undressed and stepped into the tub.

She slowly immersed herself under the hot water. It singed her skin but she didn't adjust the temperature. She stood there for several minutes, letting the water wash over her. As she shampooed her hair she ran her fingertips over the area where the tumor was. As she massaged her head tears poured from her eyes.

She stayed in the shower until the water turned cold. When she walked into her bedroom she found Brian laying across her bed in his boxer shorts and t-shirt.

"You smell good," he said when she got close to the bed.

"Thank you. You don't have to go to bed just because I am."

"I know. But I'm tired, too."

She laid down next to him and switched off the light on the nightstand. He moved close to her and put an arm over her waist.

"Are you going to be able to sleep?" he asked, kissing the side of her head.

"I hope so."

"I'll stay up with you if you can't."

"You don't have to do that," she said, turning on her side to face him, "but I appreciate that. I'm so glad you're here."

"There's nowhere else I'd rather be right now."

She leaned forward and kissed him. In that moment she felt closer to him than anyone ever in her life. He pulled her close to him, kissing her tenderly as he stroked her hair.

"I love you," he said when he pulled away from her.

"I love you, too."

She kissed him again, a little more forcefully. Their tongues danced as he reached for the hem of her tank top. She rolled over onto her back and he pulled it over her head. He kissed her again, then moved to her chin and trailed kisses down to her neck.

Her fingers tangled in his hair, pulling his lips as close as possible to her skin. His mouth eventually reached her breasts, where he fondled them as he licked and sucked her nipples. Her back arched and she moaned.

He continued his downward trek, taking time to kiss every inch of her flesh. When he reached the waistband of her pajama bottoms he slid them down along with her panties and tossed them on the floor.

She spread her legs in anticipation of what was to come. His actions were painstakingly slow. She was aching for the release she knew he would give her. But he didn't want to rush it. It had been nearly a week since they'd had sex, and he knew it would be a while before they had it again.

Her back arched once more as his tongue made contact with her clit. He slid a finger inside her and immediately made contact with the spot she longed for him to touch. In no time at all she was writhing beneath him.

He moved back up to the head of the bed, hovering above her, kissing her deeply, before inserting himself. He slid in slow, savoring the feeling of her surrounding him. As her hands gripped his shoulders he moaned softly into her mouth.

He moved slowly in and out of her, gradually increasing his pace. He was eager to unleash, but he held out until she was ready again. It only took a matter of minutes before they were both cumming together.

When their bodies stilled he rested his forehead on hers, breathing heavily for a moment. He lifted his head and kissed her lovingly before collapsing beside her. He pulled her to him and held her tight.

"I love you," he said, his voice barely above a whisper.

"I love you, too."

Within minutes they were both sound asleep.