[Reader Advisory: Mature content ahead.]
The newly married couple laid in their love bed naked, sexually spent, but very far from sleepy; so they talked about a lot of things regarding their past… their present and their future.
Samantha traced the small scar on his shoulder from when he got shot that one time. "Does it still hurt?"
"Not really… on rainy days." He pulled her closer, his hand stroking her bare back. "Are you going to go back working in Trident?"
"I don't have any plans now… Ashton's still small and I'm pregnant. What do you think I should do?"
"I'd prefer you to stay at home for now… While I got you all those gifts earlier, I didn't know that you were pregnant. And you've been telling me how you wanted to go back to work a few weeks ago."
"And now, you don't want me to go to work?"
