Henry & A Million Reasons Why

07

After tucking the kids in, reading a book to Tommy about mountain lions and promising Izzy that Court would come back for dinner soon, I made my way downstairs. It had been 45 minutes but thankfully, Courtney's trashy tv program was two hours long. She looked my way when she heard me coming, she paused the tv.

"You recorded the bachelor?"

I nodded, shoving my hands in my sweats so I wouldn't do something crazy like grab her. I took a seat towards the middle of the couch, closer to her but not enough to suggest anything. She was looking at me, her lip between her teeth. "Yeah. What?" I asked, my eyes running over her face.

And then it hit me, Court and I were alone and for once, I think we were on the same page. The right thing to do would be to talk, ask her what she thinks this is and what she's willing to do and go from there. But then I looked into her pretty brown eyes and at her sexy mouth and I got scared. Yeah, I was a coward, so I rubbed my mouth and sighed.

"I know you watch this shit and that you'd be missing it tonight."

She got up, my eyes rising with her, my heart beating as I waited to see what she was doing. I wasn't expecting her to sit closer to me, so close we were almost thigh to thigh. I sat back, elbow resting in the back of the couch as she got comfy. She turned towards me, her knees resting on my thigh. My other hand immediately settled on her leg, it was nice not having to restrain myself.

"That was very sweet of you." She whispered, my eyes turning from my hand in her leg to her eyes. She was studying me, licking her bottom lip, heat flashed in my eyes and she saw. "Henry?"

I reached out, my fingers running along her hairline to tuck some hair behind her ear. My hand stopped on her neck, my thumb running a trail from her ear to her chin. She shivered biting her lip again, I wanted her to bite me. She was so soft and she smelled so good and she was sitting here, on my damn couch. I tugged her closer, wanting-no needing a taste.

My chest was rising and falling with every harsh breath, my brain focused on one thing. Getting my mouth on hers, my thumb reached up to pull her lip from her teeth. I wanted to soothe where her teeth pierced, I leaned in-

"Henry, wait," She said, grabbing my arm.

I felt drugged, my limbs heavy, eyes moving slow as they moved to meet her gaze. She didn't want this.

I immediately dropped my arm and sat back, even scooting away a bit so she'd know I would never do anything she didn't want. When I looked back at her she looked stunned.

"Henry, I-"

"-You don't have to explain yourself," I told her honestly, slapping my cheeks to get my mind right. "I'm the one with a wife."

She laughed dryly, eyes trained somewhere in the middle of the living room. "I just don't want to be the black, secretary, mistress."

"You aren't my secretary-"

"-Henry," She said over my bull, she looked at me, "You remember the rumors." She muttered, her eyes taking their time, something shifting the longer she looked at me.

I tried not to get affected but when her eyes paused on my mouth and she made this little noise, I shifted. "Of course I remember."

"Then you know we can't." She said on a long breath, her eyes almost pained when she looked back in mine. "God I want too, but I'm not a home wrecker." She stood, grabbing her plate off the coffee table.

My heart was racing because I'm not a cheater but damn, I wouldn't think twice about laying with Court. I ran a hand through my hair, "Fuck that." I muttered, causing her to look at me, "Fuck it all. Courtney, I need you so damn bad."