My Son(14)

Watching as she had started to stir, a soft sensual moan had escaped her lips before two arms had moved upwards to wrap around his neck, pulling him in closer. Her soft body arched to meet his as in surprise he had placed his hands on either sides of the sleeping woman to stop from falling over her. She had pulled his head down to meet hers and as their lips had touched so too did Kelly’s eyes open. Momentarily those eyes had been filled with passion so deep and yearning, but as realisation had dawned on her where she was and what she was doing this look had been replaced with one of horror at her actions. Dropping her hands from around him, now fully awake, she had started to apologise in total embarrassment

“I…I don’t know…. I’m so sorry” she had stuttered.

Shaken, but quickly regaining his composure he had looked down on her

“It’s OK, I’m sorry I disturbed you. That must have been quite a dream you were having” he had chuckled.

Kelly had given an embarrassed half laugh, while still apologising. However, she didn’t dare to tell him who had occupied her dreams.

“Dinner will be ready in 15 minutes” he had said lightly, before pushing himself off the bed and leaving the room.

Kelly had thrown back her head, angry at the way she had behaved. God she thought to herself, what must he think of her, before defiantly raising her chin and deciding that she didn’t care what he thought of her, she wasn’t one of those women who literally threw herself in front of him. Groaning with an even greater sense of shame it had flashed across her mind that she had just done exactly that.

Marc had left her room more shaken than he realised. His reaction had thrown him, not so much her actions, but the burning desire that she had enflamed in him. Seeing her lain there her whole body swathed in the folds of the bath robe had caused him to feel a longing he had pushed down with difficulty and when she had reached up and pulled him towards her, he had almost crumbled. When their lips had touched, it had been all he could do to not kiss her back more deeply. He had stopped himself, because this woman was different from all others, she was the closest thing to a mother his beloved Max had. Normally he would have wooed her with gifts and flowers, but Kelly Brown was not one of the normal women he pursued, she was hands off. However, he realised grimly that he still felt that whoever she had been dreaming of was a lucky man, a very lucky man.

Fifteen minutes after Marc had woken her, and still embarrassed at what had happened Kelly had finally descended the stairs. Not sure where she was going, she was glad to hear the sound of laughter emanating from one of the room she had been shown earlier, and pushing open the door, she found herself in the kitchen. Mrs Green was placing delicious smelling food onto a large pine table on which were laid out two settings, Marc sat at one and she guessed the other was for her. Sitting in a high chair laughing and giggling with pleasure was Max, already changed and ready for bed, and from the smell of clean baby, she guessed that he had already been bathed.

He was now drinking from a bottle of milk, in between being tickled and fussed over by the two other people in the room

It had been Mrs Green who had spotted her first

“There you are, feeling better” she had asked kindly smiling over at the younger woman

Kelly had smiled back warmly nodding, but had kept her eyes averted from Marc, still embarrassed by what had happened earlier.

“Much better, thank you” she had smiled

At the sound of her voice Max had started looking around excitedly making little mamam noises, while his arms had reached out for her.

Giving a small laugh, she had moved over to the boy and lifted him from his chair. Max had hugged her, his small arms reaching round her neck, while she made joke strangled noises much to his amusement, catching a knowing look between the other two, not totally sure of its meaning.

“He has been washed, fed and played with within an inch of his life” Marc had said softly his voice full of humour, and his casual tone had helped Kelly to relax and to push the earlier incident to the back of her mind.

As if on queue Max had began to yawn, his head cuddling into her neck and his eyes starting to flutter shut, as his small hands had slowly dropped to his side his body becoming heavy. Holding him tighter to her she had smiled gently

“Has someone been having a good time” she had cood softly “and now needs his bed”

Mrs Green came over and dropping a small kiss on his hand had whispered “Dinner will be ready in about 10 minutes if you want to put him down”

As she went to leave, Marc had handed her a walkie talkie type device.

“There is a baby monitor up there, just switch it on and you should be able to hear him on this”