Who Do You Love? -lrh-

~chapter three

Luke's P.O.V

At this point, did i love her? Yes, only because she delivered the children i have. But she can't... deliver what i need. Everything we do is so bland, boring, repetitive. I want something new. Something exciting. Thalia had become this over powered working mom that it feels like we lost the spark. Maybe if i tried maybe just one more time with Thalia before i went through with this. Just maybe we can try to patch things up.

I called Thalia into a spa day tomorrow. I knew she had been dealing with the kids and work and everything lately. It was the least i could do. I was going to set a candle light dinner. If she was into that mumbo jumbo. Then when we would have sex, it would be perfect. Nothing could possibly ruin it, she's my wife. Im supposed to love her. It doesn't feel like that anymore though.

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Thalia's P.O.V

Luke had me by surprise when he booked me a spa day at the salon. He hadn't done anything nice for me like this in months. The nicest thing he's done in the last few weeks was take the kids to school yesterday.

I hated fighting with Luke. Although we are having some differences right now he's the love of my life. He makes me feel like I'm on cloud nine. I wanted him to be my companion for the rest of my days, he's just been so.. not Luke.

Before my spa day i took the kids over to their grandmother's house to spend the weekend. They hadn't seen my mother in a couple of weeks and I'm sure me and Luke could finally have a moment alone without any fighting. Or if we did fight it wouldn't be in front of the twins.

It took a good hour to get back to the house. We basically lived in the middle of no where in Washington. That's what me and Luke wanted when we were searching for homes. Private time. It's embarrassing to even think that i a human being hasn't had sex in over six months. It's as if my vagina has gone back to its true size before i even list my virginity.

When i pulled into my driveway no one greeted me. No "may i help you with your coat" or "Good Evening Mrs.Sims-Hemmings". It was a relaxing kind of feeling but also startling. Staff didn't get off until at least ten tonight.

I walked in and there was a very familiar scent. Apple cinnamon. It reminded me of the first date i ever went on with Luke. It was in his living room when he insisted me meeting his parents and them taking us out to eat. It was an excuse to say he had no money but it was the thought that counts.

I set my bag and my coat beside the door and walked towards the living room to see Luke lighting candles on the coffee table. I smiled and gave him a light rub on his back, "what's all this?"

He looks at me and embraces me in a kiss. "For you."

His voice was a little shaky when he said that but I didn't pay much attention to it.

"What's the occasion?" I laugh. He never does this, he must want something right? I stared down at the food he had made. Chicken Fajita Tacos with a side of rice and beans. Not my exact idea of a candle light dinner. But it was my favorite meal of all time. Why is he kissing my ass?

"We haven't had a date in a while..." he shrugs his shoulders. I nod my head and sit and beside him. "Thank you for dinner" i pick up a fork and start placing the desirable food into the corn tortilla. "Yeah, no problem." He spoke quietly and begin to eat his food.

The whole dinner was quiet. It didn't feel the same. He didn't even look up at his plate when he was finished. I got up and grabbed our plates and headed for the kitchen. If he didn't want to talk, thats okay. I can't control him. He is a grown ass man.

I sat the plates in the sink and began rinsing them off. I felt a pair of strong arms snake around my waist. The familiar pair of lips attached themselves to my neck. The hot tenderness feeling I hadn't felt in a such a long time returned and i was more than happy. "Babe.." i giggle and try to multitask to try and finish the dishes.

He spun me around and crushed our lips together.

This is what i missed. This passion.

Luke reached for the rim of my shirt and carelessly threw somewhere in the kitchen.

He roughly picked up me up and i wrapped my legs around him. He took no time to take us upstairs to our room. Although dinner was awkward and had no chemistry at all, i was horny. I have been horny for the last half year. Whatever this was leading to i was okay with.

He threw me on the bed and dipped down on to me. I grabbed his neck and deepened the kiss. He usually let out groans when i did that but he didn't this time. A bit odd. He broke our kiss to go over to the light switch. Was he turning off the lights so he didn't have to look at me?

Well the moon lit the room perfectly. Maybe he was setting the mood more.

He yanked my pants off and it revealed the underwear i was wearing. He nodded his head in approval. He slowly took off his pants to reveal, half a boner? Only half? I hope he didn't think he had to do this.

He didn't even take off his boxers, or even my underwear. He literally took my string and pushed it to the side. Not gonna lie, it felt nice at first. He had done small slow thrusts that turned into faster one which made me just have the creepiest smile on my face.

He flipped me around to the point where we facing each other. He did more rather hardh thrusts which I didn't mind. Well at least I thought. I looked up at him not even looking at me. He was staring off into space. By space i mean his dresser. I felt tears form in my eyes. I pushed him off which took him by surprise.

"What are you doing??" He barked. I wrapped myself in sheets. I was at the point where I didn't even feel comfortable in my underwear around him. 

"You weren't even looking me in the eye." I said quietly.  The room fell silent. I was crying hard within seconds. My heart had shot into a million pieces. My own husband had half a boner for me.  Turned off the lights to avoid eye contact and didn't deny any of it. It truly does feel now as if our spark had finally gone out.

"I'm going to go take a shower. I think I'll be sleeping at my mother's tonight." I said getting up and walking across the hall to the bathroom.

I let everything out when the hot water hit my skin. The shower was giving me more comfort than Luke could give me in the last couple of months. I was deeply in love with Luke. He was my world. But i wasn't his.