Broken Dreams(246)

Henry said he believed that the people from the area must have figured that they were coming back. Either that, or they didn’t have the ability to take the supplies with them. Whatever happened, I was pleased with our find.

I grabbed a couple packages of snacks and water, and headed out to see Claire. She needed some nourishment. Henry, Nick, and Thomas went off to find locks and chains for all the outside doors.

I knocked on her door. “Claire? Are you up? I have snacks for you.”

“Come in,” her voice weakly called from behind the door. I opened it, and she was only in one of Nick’s t-shirts. “Sorry, the pants were getting to me and I wanted something baggy on for a change. I’d go naked, but I don’t want anyone to walk in on me.” She smiled. I had to chuckle over it. I’d known Claire for many years, and walking around naked would be one of the last things she would do.

“That’s fine. You do as you need.” I helped her get situated with the mats and her linens. Finally, she sat down on her new bed and leaned up against the wall. She sighed.

“Finally, someplace I can rest comfortably. Let me just say that being pregnant during an apocalypse sucks…hardcore. Hovering was not working for me, and now that we have a real bathroom, I’m ecstatic. But we still need an abundance of water to flush the toilet. I have to pee, like, nine hundred times a day.” I handed her the bottle of water and the snacks that I thought she would like. She leaned back against the wall and rubbed her expanding belly.

“I’m sorry that you don’t feel well,” I said as I sat down in one of the random chairs in the room.

“I feel awful. Like, really awful. I have headaches, and all this swelling.” She looked down at her ballooned feet and legs. Something didn’t seem right. She was off. Then she tipped her head back with a wince.

“You alright?” I started to get up.

“Just stretching pains. They suck. My entire area is achy. She’s wreaking havoc on my body, the little booger.” She let out a soft smile.

“She?”

“Yeah. We think the baby is a girl.”

“Oh, I hope so! Then we can even up with the boys!” We both laughed and chatted while we ate. Afterwards, I decided to leave her be for a while so she could get that much needed rest.

I headed into the room Henry picked out for us. It was just across the hall, and a few doors down. I loved that each room was equipped with a tiny loo, as Henry called it.

He was stacking desks and chairs to clear out an area for us to put a bed together. I watched him work. He was so efficient. Every movement was calculated and pre-determined. It was kind of sad, actually, but that was how he was. There was no letting go or just casually doing something. It was always going to the max, and with much precision.

“Hey, hot stuff.” He turned around and smiled at me while he straightened out the bedding on the stack of mats. “All of the doors taken care of?”

“Yeah. We found chains and key locks in the maintenance room. Plus, we will lock our room doors as we rest. It’s not a perfect way to keep everyone out but, for the most part, I think we’ll be fine.” I knew what he was implying, but I didn’t want to think about it.

“Good.” I smiled back at him with that look. The one that meant I needed him right then. He knew the look, and took a few quick long strides to stand in front of me. He took my breath away. Then he slammed his mouth down on mine, grabbing my hands and wrapping them around his neck.

“I want you so desperately.” He ground his hips into mine. I felt him right away. “I haven’t stopped thinking about fucking your brains out since outside earlier. You prove to be quite a distraction for me, my love.”

“I like the sound of that…fucking my brains out.” I smiled, and he stole another hard kiss from me. He groaned as our hips rubbed together. He released me for a second.

“You like the sound of that?”

“Yeah.”

“Mmm…,” he moaned. He dove in for another kiss, but he scooped me up at the same time and carried me over to our new bed. When he laid me down, I could see that he was fully ready for me. In haste, I yanked off his shirt. His body wasn’t as trim and fit as it used to be, from his lack of proper exercise and drinking to excess, but he still looked hot to me.

I grabbed his shoulders and pushed him down on the bed. I ran my hands down his chest, followed by my tongue, which caused him to moan deep in his core. I made it to his belt, making quick work of it. I slid down his cargos and exposed all of him, thick and heavy. I felt a little empowered, since he was naked and I was still fully clothed.