Love's Suicide(90)

“Stop, Brooks. Being with Branch was a mistake. He cost us a lot, and I don’t want to think about a single second I wasted on him.”

He grabbed my hand and kissed it softly. “I’m kidding with you. We were kids, Kat. Do you know how scared I was to face you the morning after I’d been in your room? I thought for sure you’d mention it to Branch and he’d come and try to kick my ass.”

I laughed. “I did mention it. Both times I thanked him for being so good to me. He seemed weird but never said a thing. When I think about it, I see how awful that was.”

Brooks couldn’t stop laughing. “What a loser. He had his head so far up his own ass that he didn’t know you were making love to me across the hall.”

I put both of my hands into his. “Can we go back to worrying that I’ve been impregnated for the second time in a hotel room? How could I have let something so important slip from my mind?”

Brooks kissed my forehead. “We were preoccupied, making up for lost time. And no, we’re not going to worry about that. We’re going to keep making love and when you get pregnant, I’ll be able to experience everything I missed the first time.”

“Brooks, I need to get a divorce first. Don’t you think we’re rushing? We can’t just forget about everything else.”

“I’ve waited to be with you for over twenty years. This isn’t rushing.”

He was being silly, and I was too tired to appreciate it as humor. He led me to the bed and pulled me into his chest again. “Kat, everything is going to be fine. Who gets pregnant two times after one time being together? It’s pretty impossible.”

I rolled my eyes, wondering if he’d been playing with himself when we learned about the female cycle in high school. I knew he had taken it, because we sat together in class. “Whatever.”

He started tickling me, sending me in a crazy frenzy trying to free myself. “You’re a worry wart.”

When he stopped we were left staring at each other again. He leaned down and kissed my nose. “My girl.”

“We need to go slow, Brooks, not for us, but for the sake of everyone around us that won’t understand.”

“We have a kid together. She’s almost two. I think they can figure it out. Besides, I really don’t give a shit what people think or say. All I care about is being with you and B. The rest of the people can kiss my white ass.”

A giggle escaped me. “It is pretty white.”

“You’ve been looking?”

I slapped him lightly. “I missed you so much.”

He stopped playing around and traced my lips with his fingers. I closed my eyes and memorized the way it felt when he touched me that way. “I missed you too, Kat. You’ll never have to miss me again, because we’re never going to be apart again. I promise.”

Brooks reached beside the bed and grabbed his army shirt. He put it over my head and pulled it down over my naked breasts. “Thank you.”

“Never thank me for taking care of you. I was put on this earth to do it and you know it, too.”

Some of the things he said left me speechless. He’d meant every word. Brooks lived to take care of me. It was finally time that I let him.

A little later, as we were both starting to fall asleep, he let out an air-filled laugh. “You know, if you’re pregnant after one time, then I have super sperm. I bet we could make a fortune selling it on the black market like they do kidneys. Can you imagine how rich we’d be?”

“You’d have a million kids.”

“Yeah, well there is that. I guess it’s a bad idea, huh?”

I rested my head on his chest and laughed. “I’m glad I don’t love you for your brains.”

“No, you love me for my white ass, apparently.”

I was giddy with emotion, but glad that he knew how to make me laugh in the midst of chaos. Brooks was my hero. Unlike what I’d said to him, I knew he was smart and witty. It was another reason why I loved him so much.

Another was his perfect white ass.





Chapter 39

I figured B would be the one waking us up in the morning, but Brooks’ alarm went off at exactly five. He jumped out of bed and started putting his uniform on. “I’ve got to go into work. Will you be okay here until I get back?”

I wasn’t fully awake. “Are we staying here another night?”

“You’re not going home. Listen, when I get back, I’ll go with you to the courthouse to file for the protective order. We can see about getting an attorney if you want to get a jump on it.”

Although Brooks was speaking in a whisper, we both turned to see two little blue eyes looking at us from the other bed. “Me go bye bye’s?”