“No, Mason. I can’t let you in anymore. There’s more at stake than just my feelings. You can’t go off and be a hero, thinking you’re saving someone.”
“Okay.”
I put my arms out to her, but she put her hands up to stop me from coming closer. I saw the tears forming in her eyes.
“God, Mason. You have no idea, do you? I just can’t do this again. You made me feel like I wasn’t good enough for you, that there was something wrong with me, that I wasn’t pretty enough or smart enough.“
“No, baby. God, if anything, I’m not good enough for you. There is no woman that can hold a torch to you. I’m all yours, baby—body and soul. You have so much control over me, baby. I would do anything for you.
I reached for her again, and she shook her head.
“No, Mason. I’m sorry, too. But I can’t afford you to be halfway into this for my own sanity and…”
“Allura, let me prove it to you then. I can’t just tell you how much I’m sorry and how much I need you and love you. I know I’ve made mistakes, but I can only show you how much you mean to me. Let me show you.”
She stood there before me with tears falling from her eyes.
I felt tears falling from my own, and I whispered, pleading, “Just give me a chance, please.”
She watched me closely, and finally I saw a small nod from her. She opened her coat and let it drop down to the floor. I looked at her, confused for a while. She walked toward me a little. The moonlight that was coming through the apartment illuminated her. All I wanted to do was to kiss her and hold her. I loved this woman and…
“Oh my God,” I blurted.
My eyes grew wide as they traveled down to a small bump in her belly. Her hands instantly went to her stomach, and she rubbed.
“Do you see why this is hard for me?” she said softly.
I walked slowly to her, staring at her belly. I then kneeled in front of her, not caring how the floor was killing me. I pulled her sweater up to reveal a bare stomach, and I touched it. I rubbed her belly and kissed it.
I said softy, “You’re pregnant?”
Yeah, I know this isn’t my finest hour. But I was in complete shock.
“Yes, I’m pregnant. I need you to be here for them, not just me.”
My eyebrows rose. “Them?”
She nodded. “Yes, I’m having twins. How lucky am I?”
I smiled and stood up, not removing my hands from her belly. “Love of my life, there is no way I’m ever leaving you and my children again. I mean it. I’m all yours—fucked up parts and all—if you’ll have me.”
I leaned down slightly so our lips were lined up, and I kissed her. I let go of her belly, put my hands through her hair, and grabbed the back of her neck. She didn’t resist me at all, which turned me on even more. She wrapped her arms around my neck, and I couldn’t help but groan. I loved the feeling of her in my arms.
“I’ve missed you so much, baby,” I whispered to her in between our kisses.
I lifted her slightly, trying not to hurt the babies, and she wrapped her legs around me. I moved her to the stool by the island, still kissing her.
I pulled back and looked in her eyes, fisting and fingering her soft hair.
“Does this mean I’m forgiven?”
“I’ll let you take me out from time to time.”
I smiled.
“Yeah, what about kissing you? Can I do that?” I started kissing her neck.
“Uhh…yeah. I think that’s okay.”
“What about touching you? Can I touch you?”
I moved my hands under her sweater to her breasts and started to massage them gently, as I continued to kiss her neck.
“Oh God, Mason…Yes.”
I moved one of my hands down to between her legs and rubbed her pussy, knowing and feeling by just the way her body always reacted around me that she was wet for me.
“What about doctor’s visits?” I asked, with my lips close to her neck.
She pulled back from me and gave me one of the most evil eyes I had ever seen.
“I will skin you alive if you don’t.”
She was so serious that all I could do was laugh.
I attacked her lips more urgently. This time when my tongue entered her beautiful mouth, I couldn’t stop my assault on her. I did, though, for one purpose and moved back from her. I was breathing heavy, and I knew she saw the tent that was pushing against my shorts. She looked at me confused.
“What?”
“You’re staying with me tonight.”
I wasn’t asking her, and I hoped she knew that.
I pointed to her purse on the counter and said, “Do you need to call whomever you’re seeing and tell him you two are over? I’m not fucking sharing you.”