Dusk Till Dawn (A Liam and Ally Story)

Chapter 76

"Why are you still holding me like this?" I ask as I let out a chuckle. He carries me bridal style into our hotel room and shuts the door behind us.

"Because you deserve the best," he answers, causing me to give him a peck under his ear.

"You are too sweet, honey," I reply. He rests me down on the bed. I stretch my legs out in front of me carefully. I take off my coat and rests in my jacket.

Liam takes off his coat and jacket and lays our coats and his jacket on the hangers the hotel provided. He pulls up a chair and sits beside me. He removes my hair out of my face and smiles. "How are you doing?" He asks.

"I'm tired," I said with one breath. "But I'm sure you're exhausted from carrying me all day."

"I would do it all over again if I have to," he says.

I blush. I look at the time on the clock. 9:23. After we left the ice rink, we went to the movies and then grab something to eat. We took a tour in a shuttle bus around the city that last thirty minutes, but it was worth it. Although, my stomach couldn't really take being in the vehicle for too long; thus, the tour took two hours.

I bring my hand and run through his messy short hair. "You can take a shower first," I suggest.

Liam's lips curve into a smirk, looking mischievous as ever. "Well," he begins, "I was thinking - now don't get too freaked out about this - but I was thinking we could draw a bath together."

My eyes widen, unexpected. "Oh, um..." I stumble. Given my state right now and the fact that we're married, why not. "I would like that."

"You sure? I don't want to pressure you or anything," he says.

"No, let's do it," I reply. He nods his head and stands up from the seat. He enters the bathroom.

In a few minutes, Liam carries me into the bathroom and lays me down in the shower. His eyes gives me my instructions, and I close the curtains, feeling a little nervous about undressing in front of him. I unzip my jacket and remove it from my body. I pull my blue denim jeans down and my white shorts off along with my blue floral top. I toss my clothes up the rack, and they hanged around it. I had nothing on but my bra and underwear.

I lift myself up, feeling a small sting on my ankle, but I slowly ease the pain away. I open the curtains and found Liam, stripped down to his boxers, waiting for me. He holds out his hand, and I take it. In a few seconds, he swoops me into his arms and leads us to the tub. He steps inside and sets me down in the water. In front of me, I see my own reflection through the mirror and my own bare skin with the straps of my bra on my shoulders. This never occur to me how distasteful I look. I let the soap cover below my shoulders.

Liam stoops down behind me and wraps his arms around me. I jump a little feeling his legs sliding under my knees. He rests his head in between my shoulder and neck and stares into the mirror. I smile, trying to hide my anxiety.

I close my eyes, feeling his two lips nibbling on my neck. A soft moan escapes my mouth, letting the pleasure take in. However, I open my eyes, seeing my own reflection once more. I swallow hard, cringing at the sight. I couldn't stand it. I pull away from Liam, wrapping myself in a ball.

I haven't had this feeling since high school. I never had to worry about this. Even when I'm with Liam. But seeing my own reflection, I couldn't bare to look at myself anymore. I feel disgusted. Dirty.

I jump a little as I feel his hand resting on my shoulder. "Ally," I hear him whisper. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable."

"No," I said, feeling my voice crack. "It's just...me."

Liam scoots closer to me. He pulls my should back slightly, making me face him. "What are you talking about?" He asks. I lower my head to my body I could hardly see because of the soap.

"I don't want to say," I answer.

Liam creases his brows, looking at me, until his eyes widens. "Ally, you are beautiful," he assured me, but I shrug it off. "It doesn't matter how you see yourself on the outside. Because on the inside, you are beautiful. And that beauty makes me fall in love with you all over again."

"Liam, I know you are just saying that to make me feel better," I reply.

"No, I'm not," He shakes his head. "Think about it. You light up other people's world because you are good. Kind. Brave. Honest. And beautiful. You light up my world because you are you. The woman I fell for." I smile and feel a weight breaking away.

"I love you," I said.

Liam smiles and kisses the side of my head. He pulls me closer and stare in the mirror where we meet eye contact. His hands trace the straps of bra. "May I?" He asks.

I nod my head and observe him. I feel his hand unclipping the back. My heart rate rises as I feel my bra loosened. He slides the right strap down my arm and gently presses his lips against the spot. He does the same to the other side, but this time, he leaves a trail of kisses from my back up to the side of my neck.

He raises his head in between my shoulder and neck and looks in the mirror. "My beautiful wife and me," he comments. I feel his hand tracing my side, sending me chills and tickling me. I let out small giggle as I try to break free from his touch. "Your laugh," he begins. "I hope one day our children has it."

My nerves exploded, hearing him talking about our children. That seems a little far from here, but I do want one. I look at his features. His messy wet hair. The crinkles in his eyes. His beautiful eyes. His perfectly shaped nose and lips. Everything he has. "I hope one of our children has your smile and the crinkles in your eyes when you do." He lowers his head and blows me a kiss on the cheek.

We lay in the tub for a couple of minutes until we decided it was time to get out. I dry myself and put on a new set of clothes. I got under the sheets and rest my head on the headboard. Our small conversation stuck in my mind. The more I thought about it, the more I wanted children.

Liam got out of the bathroom. He walks to the adjacent wall of the door and flips the light switch. The entire room grew dark except for the light on the nightstand. Liam joins me under the sheets. He looks at me and questions, "What are you thinking?"

"I'm sorry, but ever since you brought up our children, I've been thinking about it," I answer.

Liam nods his head slowly and creases his brow. He folds his arms and asks, "Do you want to talk about it?"

"Do you want to talk about it?" I question back.

Liam sighs, adjusting his position, "I only brought that up because I can see that for us. I've seen it since I took you to that hospital for Christmas, and we were watching that little girl."

"I've been thinking about it, and I really want one," I said. "But, I don't even have a job yet. And I can't let you support our family all by yourself. It's just not the right time. Do you agree?"

Liam takes my hand and pats it lightly. "I think when you feel we are ready, then we will be ready," he answers. "I just want you to be satisfy."

My mind wonders about our very first time and our second time. And how lately I've been feeling. "Liam, do you think that there's a chance I might be...pregnant? Considering we didn't use...you know...And this morning, I was not feeling well."

"Well, there's only one way to find out," he replies. "You want to go to the doctor tomorrow?"

"No, it's fine," I reply. "I can get a checkup once we get back."

Liam nods his head. "Sleep tight, angel," he said before giving me a kiss on the back of my hand.

"Have a good dream, honey," I said. We slide our bodies under the sheets and rest our head on the pillow. I reach my hand to the nightstand and press a button that turns off the lights. I close my eyes and slowly drift off...