Whispered Warnings

Chapter 11: Whispered Warnings

Chapter 11: Whispered Warnings

I laid there staring the white ceiling unable to whip the smile off of my face. It had been two weeks since everything had worked itself out, two weeks and I felt completely at peace.

But how long could that last? The voice in the back of my head sneered at me. Oh shut up Bitch and let me enjoy this.

I threw my head back and shut my eyes, fisting my hands in Carter’s hair as his lips locked on to my skin and moved up past my breasts and along my neck. Giving in to his low and tedious movements I felt the building pleasure in the pit of my stomach as my orgasm hit my like a slap in the face and I rode it out until my senses came back to me and I could think straight once again, although with Carter this close to me I don’t know if I will ever think straight again.

I listened to his strong heart beat and ragged breaths as he lifted is head from its resting place just below my collar bone and balanced himself on his shoulder. His bright blue eyes alight with passion and pleasure but still dark with desire as they bore into mine. A small smile took hold of his lips as he placed an innocent kiss on my skin and pulled out of me, rolling over until he was lying next to me.

 I watched him carelessly as he placed his hand over my stomach rubbing small circles on it. I remembered when he used to do the same thing when I was pregnant with Harley, waiting to feel a kick or him move, always listening in for his heartbeat. I smiled and let myself relax into the pillow taking a deep breath.

“Boy or girl?” he asked me as he moved his hand to my side and pulled me closer with no effort at all.

“Hmm, I don’t really care.” I told him as I let him pull me into his arms. I hadn’t really thought about if I wanted a boy or girl, the only thing that was on my mind was that it was healthy and growing well. “What about you?” I asked kind of curious.

“Girl. Harley’s great and all but I think I want daddy’s little girl.” He smiled looking down at my stomach once again.

 Could just imagine it now, Carter spoiling her rotten and never letting me hold her, but at least he would wake up at three in the morning with no complaints when she cried.

I looked out the window feeling the sun on my face and hearing the birds whistling their songs in the morning. Today was going to be a good day.

I pealed myself out of bed and headed for the shower ignoring the shaky feeling of my legs as I walked over. I was surprised when I managed to have my shower without carter walking in, it was like he was afraid I was going to slip and crack my skull or something but I was fine, a fact that I planned to rub in the minute I got out.

I walked out clutching my towel around me and rather enjoyed the view that welcomed me. Carter had just put on his jeans and was now putting on his shirt, his back muscles tensing and relaxing with all of the movements of his actions.

“You shouldn’t stare” he said before turning around and walking over towards me, stopping just in front of me. His eyes darkening as they travelled down my body and back up to meet my eyes, a devilish smirk taking hold of his lips.

“Well maybe you need to take some of your own advice, dear sir.”

“Hmm, I think I like it when you call me that.” He said leaning in, his nose brushing against mine as he smiled and place a small kiss on my lips.

“Well keep going and it’ll be jackass again.” I quickly said side stepping him and leaving him hanging by the bathroom door.

I went into the wardrobe and pulled out some clothes as I heard Carter tell me he was leaving for an hour or two but he would be back before lunch. I waved him away and focused on the incredibly difficult task of finding something to wear.