- Fri Dec 23, 2016 3:02 pm
He didn't wait for her to change her mind. He wanted this too badly to wait for that. Maybe somehow it would comfort him, or at least allow him to sleep through the night. He didn't care, though. He didn't need a reason to sleep with her other than he wanted to. Maybe it was selfish, but a month away, wondering about her, worrying about her, not knowing if she was suffering the same way he was every second of every day since Trey had stormed the house and killed their family. Somehow knowing that she hadn't been was a relief but then again, it made him angry, like it undermined the memory of their daughter, and at the same time it made him feel terribly alone in all this. Sure, his son was suffering the same losses that he was, but he wasn't suffering in the same way. Julian had lost a mother and sister; he had lost a wife and daughter. Some bonds were different even if he was sure Julian's hurt just as much, just in a different way.
As she stood before him, he stepped closer, leaning down towards her and meeting her lips with his, kissing her longingly before growing more passionate, his fingers tangling in her hair at the back of her head. Logic was out the window now. He didn't want to think about why he shouldn't be doing this. It didn't matter, not right now. He was going to enjoy this. He was going to make love to his wife even if she only thought it was just drunken sex, and perhaps it was that, but only to an extent, only to an extent.