It wasn’t long after our talk I was able to return home from the hospital. As promised, Grey had arranged for a nurse to care for me while I recuperated. When he wasn’t around, she was there looking after me. Of course, Katy came by as well.
I told her about the conversation I’d had with Grey in the hospital. To my surprise, she was actually a bit more supportive of Grey than I expected she might be. When I pressed her on it, she explained that perhaps this was his way of showing love for me, in spite of not being able to verbalize it. I mean, I understood where she was coming from, but three little words cost way less in time and energy than the hundreds of thousands of dollars it would take to raise our child. Even so, he couldn’t find a way to make them come from his lips.
In any case, I hadn’t seen him for about a week. He was coming back into town and due to arrive at any minute. I’d been feeling quite a bit better in recent days as my recuperation continued. So much so, I wanted to do something extra special for him as a way of showing him how much I appreciated everything he’d done.
I’d spent, I don’t know—the better part of two hours getting myself ready. I put on the sexiest outfit I could still manage to squeeze myself into from my ever-dwindling wardrobe selection. A snug-fitting bit of lingerie put all my curves on full display. What can I say? It had been a really long time and uh, now that I was recovering, I’d been crazy horny.
I took one last look at myself in the bathroom mirror and hustled down the hallway towards the living room. Grabbing my phone off the kitchen counter, I glanced at the time. Just then, I heard the key jiggle in the lock and in the span of few seconds, I must have assumed twenty of the most seductive poses I could conjure.
“Maddie!” Grey called out as he closed the door and began to walk down the hallway towards me.
As he did, I angled my body in a way that accentuated the curve of my hips and fullness of my tits. I mean, come on, pregnancy did have a benefit or two and Grey was about to get an eyeful of it. Leaning against the kitchen counter, I stood with my arms straight, palms flat on several random pieces of mail.
Grey rounded the corner and arched a brow in my direction.
“Maddie,” he began, as he glanced around. “Where is the nurse? What are you…”
I noticed his glance draw towards my tits. As his eyes made their way to my ample bosom, I pressed my straight arms together, swelling my breasts even more. Grey stood wordless, admiring them for a moment. But just as my plan appeared to be working to perfection, the uneven, slippery stack of envelopes shifted under the weight of my palms. Horrified and on the verge of panic, I tried to play it off and instead challenged Grey as he leered at me.
“Like what you see?” I cooed.
Grey nodded and started to reply but before he could, the bottommost envelope slid out from the pile, shaking my unsteady grip loose. I shrieked as I lost my balance. Grey disappeared from my line of sight as I went crashing to the ground with a hard thud. I slammed against the cold tile floor, jiggling and bouncing as I did.
“Maddie!” he yelled as he came around the corner and squatted down next to me. “Are you okay?”
My pride hurt far worse than any physical pain I experienced in that instant. I cleared my throat and did my best to adjust my once-sexy attire as Grey helped me to my feet.
“What are you doing?” Grey asked as he lifted me. “Why are you up? You need to be resting.”
He leaned away from me and narrowed his gaze. Continuing, he asked, “And why are you dressed like this?”
With elbows and knees still throbbing, I limped towards him.
“Dressed like what?” I asked, as I tried to mask the pain from the fall moments earlier. Swallowing my discomfort, I leaned into him with all the sexiness I could muster. Grey fell silent as he held onto me. He raised an eyebrow of suspicion once more.
“What?” I asked.
“Maddie…”
I tossed my hair back away from my eyes and wrapped my arms around his neck. Uh, he smelled so goddamn good. A woodsy musk wafted into my nostrils as I inhaled.
“Yes?” I purred.
Grey thinned his lips and drew his eyebrows together. Reaching up, he unhooked my arms from behind his neck.
“Come on,” he began, as he gestured back towards the bedroom.
“Yay!” I squealed.
But no sooner had I started to turn the corner and head down the hall than he finished his thought. And, it wasn’t what I’d hoped to hear.
“No, no. You are going to get back in the bed.” Grey said, as he gestured past me. “This foolishness will have to wait."
I stopped and looked at him. Dragging my tongue across my lips, I stepped in his direction. I reached towards his chest and grabbed his tie, crushing the fine silk in my palm. Stone-faced, Grey remained motionless. I tugged the tie with a pull and wasted no time in pressing my mouth to his. Already wet and desperate, I moaned as I leaned my body weight into him. I didn’t care how it came to pass, I wanted him and nothing was going to stop me.