Entanglement [COMPLETED✔]

Bonus 1

Alex

I watched her, seeing the many eyes on her. Seeing that boy, seeing the judgment, knowing exactly what they were all thinking.

I was too old. She was too young. It was taboo. 

Deep in my gut, I knew they were right. I knew that even when Mark had accepted, when those present had assimilated, not everyone else would see past the age. By the gap that separated Laura and me.

I shouldn't doubt Laura, not when she was my wife. Not when she had come back to me even after all I did but the doubt was still in my head. The fear that was clawing up my spine each time I thought about it, about everything settling with her. 

Maybe I should have waited longer, maybe I should have stayed away, maybe- there were so many maybes but now I was legally married, for real. No joke, no lies, no secrets. I was married and I loved the woman I was married to but how long would it all last? 

How long until she realized that I was too old? Laura was young, barely twenty while I was nearing my forties. She still had a whole life ahead while I was slowly closing mine. She could still stay awake late, she could dance, drink, she could be young and I was getting older and older. 

How long did I have with her until she saw someone her age? Until she realized that what she felt wasn't actually love but just lust? Until she decided to leave me?

Those thoughts weren't something to be in one's mind, not now.

Pushing away the thoughts, I held Laura's hand as we both walked barefoot across the sand. As she led me farther from her grandparents house, closer to the water, her hand with mine, stopping until I could feel the warm water against my toes.

Some time between dancing and the unbearable heat, I had slipped off my shoes. California was not Maine, not even close but it was where Laura was and I'd suck it up. I'd get used to the heat, to the people, to everyone just for Laura.

Stopping behind her, Laura stood in front of me, her back brushing against my front. Slowly, tempting, my slacks growing tighter with each second. Fingers itching to grab her, to pull her flush against my chest and see how quiet she could keep, to see what exactly hid underneath that white dress.

It had been like this all night, all these months. A growing need to have her, to touch her, to feel her but I had stopped myself from doing so. But tonight? I knew I could have her again. 

There was a second, a pause as Laura looked at the water. My gaze on her, on the curve of her neck as she stared ahead, her green eyes turning to meet mine with a full grin. "Thank you," she said as she wrapped her hands around my neck, pulling me until I could feel more of her body. 

"For?" She had nothing to thank me for. Contrary, I was the one that should be thanking her, I should be the one grateful that she loved me.

Laura touched my cheek, "For marrying me. For loving me. For moving. For putting up with my dad and grandparents. For not saying anything about the looks-" she pulled me closer with each word, her red lips brushing against mine- "Just so you know. This is forever. Even when you're old and wrinkly I'll be by your side."

Old and wrinkly. 

I closed my eyes, letting my forehead touch hers, my fingers digging into her hips. Pulling her closer, sliding my hands across her bottoms, "I don't deserve you." It was the truth, I didn't deserve her. Yet I had her, body and heart.

Laura grinned, kissing me slowly, her fingers knotting in my hair, a groan escaping me as I felt her tongue. As she pressed her hips closer to mine, rubbing against my hard on. "Take me home," she said, pulling away, breathlessly.