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Chapter Thirty Seven

A/N:

IT'S BEEN FOREVER SINCE I'VE UPDATED THIS!! WOAH!!! I just wanted to say that like... I probably won't update this nearly as often as anything else, simply because this book (as I mentioned) is basically complete. Also, this chapter does contain smut (oops) so I will post a warning right before!

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ONE MONTH AND THREE WEEKS LATER...

Veronica POV:

It's been about two months since the surgery, and Chandler feels much better. The stitches are out, and a scar remains. A memory of the horrible thing that happened to her, but that we haven't really talked about since. She's been coping well, as far as I can tell. Thank God.

MacKenzie has kindergarten, and Mac offers to take her. I hand my daughter her lunch as she goes out the door with Mac, and Chandler and I wave goodbye. I turn to my beautiful wife as our daughter heads out the door. I love this. I love us. Everything is normal again. Maybe we can even have a date night tonight.

"Okay," I say, "well, I'm going to take a shower before I start working."

"Working?" she questions. "Can't you take a day off?"

"We'll see," I answer, smiling. "I still have to shower, though."

There's an almost smug smile on her face now. "Okay. Fine. Shower."

"What are you planning?" I ask.

"Nothing, nothing," she says, waving her hand dismissively. "Go shower. Have fun."

"Right..." Still suspicious, I head for the bathroom. What is she going to do?

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A/N:

SMUT BEGINS HERE BECAUSE CHANDLER IS A SINFUL CHILD APPARENTLY. 

OKAY, COOL.

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Chandler POV:

I walk into the bathroom as quietly as possible, stripping down on the way in and leaving my clothes on the tile. I want Veronica to be at least a little bit surprised. I get into the shower behind her, and I wrap my arms around her waist, beginning to kiss her neck.

"Chandler, I'm... Oh, God... I'm trying to shower," she tells me, but she's already melting into my touch. I spin her around, kissing her on the lips, pushing my tongue into her mouth. I reach a hand up to her wet hair, taking a fistful of it and tugging. She lets out a soft moan, and I smile, satisfied.

"I almost forgot how much you like having your hair pulled," I muse, and even as I say it, I do it again, eliciting another moan from my wife.

"Please," she breathes, and I pull it again, just once more, and she practically whimpers. "Chandler-" she begins.

I press my lips against hers again, relatively quickly, and then I'm running kisses down her body. Shower sex is so simple. I don't even have to undress her. I run kisses up her inner thigh, slow and agonizing. It's been a long time since I've been able to tease, and I've missed it. She moans as I reach her center, and I look up at her.

"Damn," I comment. "You're already wet."

"I-It's the shower," she manages, stumbling over her words.

"Sure it is," I reply, giving her a smile.

I go back to what I was doing, using my tongue to make her dizzy. She lets out another moan, and I reach a hand up, very slowly inserting a finger. She shudders, and I move a hand up to support her weight as she leans against the back wall of the shower. I can tell that she's trying not to grind against my hand, and I add another finger, causing her to moan even louder than before. 

She whimpers as I start to move inside of her. She starts to rock her hips, and I let her. She runs fingers through my hair, tugging slightly every time I move my fingers. I start making the beckoning motion, knowing it will send her over the edge.

"Oh, God! I'm going to- Chandler!" she attempts.

Her face contorts, and then she's practically convulsing. I support her with my other hand as she tightens around my fingers, and I'm honestly surprised she doesn't fall. She rides the aftershocks for a good few seconds before she finally goes limp, panting as she slides down the wall, sitting on the floor of the shower. I lean forward and kiss her, and she kisses back, albeit weakly.

"Your turn?" she questions, sounding out of it.

"You're on the floor of a shower, and you want to know if it's my turn?" I ask her. I let out a laugh. "Maybe later. You look exhausted."

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A/N: 

END OF SMUT!

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"Surprise sex has never really been our thing," she replies. "Granted, I liked it. I just didn't... I mean..."

I smile, leaning in to kiss her again. "I've just missed you. I couldn't wait any longer."

"I see," she answers. "God. Who knew shower sex would be this practical?"

I let out a laugh. "What the fuck, Sawyer? It's not practical. It's just fun."

"Well, it was fun," Veronica concedes. "I guess you're really feeling better."

"Yeah," I say with a smile. "I am." 

That's when her eyes shift down to look at my stomach, where the scar is. I hate that fucking scar more than anything. It terrifies me. It reminds me of what happened that morning. It reminds me of how I could have died, and how Veronica and MacKenzie would have been left to fend for themselves. It's ugly. I hate it.

I cover up the spot, and Veronica looks almost confused. "It's... It's not as bad as you think, Heather," she says. 

"But it is," I answer. "It's awful. I hate it. I hate that he almost..." My voice trails off, and I feel the lump rising in my throat.

I can't cry right now. Not in the shower. How fucking dumb would that be? I'm not supposed to cry in the shower while my wife and I are naked after we just had sex. I can't. Somehow, of course, the tears come anyway. 

Veronica pulls me to her, and I rest my head on her shoulder, letting the tears fall. I haven't cried like this in a while. She kisses the top of my head, and I look up at her. She looks almost worried about me.

"You're hurt a lot more than you're letting on," she comments. "Mentally, I mean. Maybe you should see someone about this. Someone professional. A therapist or something."

"I d-don't need a therapist, Veronica," I manage, trying to speak past the lump in my throat.

"I... I just think maybe you should try," she suggests gently. "For me."

I sigh, letting her run fingers through my hair. "I'll think about it."

"That's my girl," Veronica replies, and I can hear the smile in her voice as I lay back against her again. "I love you."

"I love you, too."

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A/N:

HI THERE!!! Sorry for the hiatus. I've been busy with family lately, so I haven't had much time to just sit and write. I hope you enjoyed the chapter, and if you want to, you should totally go check out my one-shots book! I take suggestions of every kind. <3 Vote if you liked it, and leave a comment if you feel so inclined!

Thanks for reading!

-LittleMissBlitz