❝I wanna tell you how
how I feel but I'm scared
of being hurt again, scared
of you not feeling the same
and scared of falling harder.❞
In which a husband and wife finds themselves torn apart, only to be brought back together again.
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❝I've missed this.❞
Scarlett's POV
I was in the kitchen, clearing up the dishes after our dinner we just had.
My mind kept on thinking about how I accepted Benedict in my home again. I didn't really know what the next week would hold.
There was always a small nagging feeling that told me not to trust him. But, I married that man for a reason. And I wanted to keep him close to me.
Besides, he made the kids happy and also, me, for the moment.
I let out a sigh and I glided a soapy, wet sponge across the plate.
Then, I paused, as I felt a chin resting on my left shoulder. My lips curled into a smile.
"Hey Scar..." Kissing my cheek, he steps to my side. "Need help?"
"You don't have to you know." I say as Benedict holds my hand where the soapy sponge was.
"I do. I meant it. I love you." Leaning forward, I peck him on his lips quickly and move out of the way.
"Thank you." He smiles and washes the plate, placing it into the rack.
"You're most welcome."
He carries on and I notice the large amount of bubbles in the sink. Reaching forward, I grab a handful of bubbles and take a deep breath, "What are you-" and blew. "Oh!" He yells and drops the plate into he sink.
I giggled. "Oh, you want to play that game do you?" Benedict grabs two handfuls of bubbles and dabs a bit on my nose, blowing the rest at my face.
We laughed and blew bubbles everywhere, mostly at each other
Soon, we settled and slide down together onto the kitchen floor.
"Oh! That was... amazing." He turned to face me.
"I'm very glad." He simpered and we both stared at each other.
Slowly, we got closer to each other, looking at each other lips.
We were about to-
"Daddy!" We sprung apart. "Can you read us a book Daddy?" Christina asks while Ella jumps around excitedly.
"Sure! Come on girls." Benedict rushed to his feet. First, helping me up.
Then, he made his way upstairs with the girls. And moments later, I went upstairs to change, before making my way towards the girls' bedroom.
I just had to take a peek. It had been too long.
"... And they all lived happily ever after." Benedict closed the book and the girls yawned.
"Daddy?" Ella called to him.
"Yes sweetheart?" I see him sit beside her on the bed.
"Will we live happily ever after?" She asks and I notice Benedict pause. He doesn't move.
Doesn't even blink.
"We will." He stands up and tucks them into bed and I walk away.
Making my way to my bedroom, I pull away the duvet and position my pillows.
But, I hear a knock on my door.
"Yes?" The door opens and Benedict peeks his head round the door.
"Off to bed?"
"Yeah." Fiddling with my fingers, I clear my throat and rub my baby bump. "You... you can sleep here tonight." Benedict raised his eyebrows.
"Really?" I nod. "Thanks." He shuts the door and takes off his shirt.
I choked. I forgot what his body looked like. And damn, it was good.
However, he put on a vest and slipped into bed. I did too.
"This feels weird..." I blurt out and chuckled. I then notice Benedict staring at me. "What?"
"I've missed that beautiful smile..." I caressed his cheek and I kissed Benedict on his lips.
"I've missed..." Parting his chest, I licked my lips. "... that chest of yours." Giggling, I slither further under the sheets. "Oh!"
"What's wrong?"
"The baby... it's kicking." I pull Benedict's hand over and place it on my baby bump. "See?"
