We connected well last week.
Now, I understand the walls he builds up. They're the ones his mom never put up to protect herself. The ones he thinks, he has to keep up. Even though he knows he doesn't. Brick by brick they are coming down.
He is off today, last night he told me why he fears being a father, but I am pretty sure they all faded away after I kept reassuring him, that he was nothing like his father. His fears were becoming him, he can't he does everything out of love, even if it meant hurting himself for the ones he loves.
He held onto me like a life raft, he was so deep at sea. He finally let it all out. The coldness is gone. His father was a cruel man, but Anthony is just so trapped. He didn't choose anything in his life. I am the only choice he has made. He said I was always his choice.
Everything has been written out for him, well I am going to let him pace us. We both know where this relationship is going, so I am letting him call the shots. I trust him.
Sadly today is the day before Thanksgiving and tomorrow, I have to face someone I want to punch. But I won't, he cleaned up everything but his son. He left him to deal with everything himself. So I might call Thanksgiving off.
We can have a mini one here, just the two of us.
It is the time for giving, now, they can give us a break.
Everything is just so overwhelming and we need time before we have to start traveling to other packs. Milo is having a baby shower in a few days and I can't wait for my big brother to see his little boy.
They seem happy about their son, just they are going to have has a real protector they visit the hospital a few times a week. Small medical problems my brother is paranoid about. Sofia is a trooper though, come on she is with my brother. You have to be a trooper to deal with him.
My mom is very keen on getting Anthony and me over tomorrow.
We might make the drive tonight. Milo will be there, maybe he will want to see Anthony, even though they hang out every weekend.
"Babe, do you want to make the trip tonight? Or we could stay home and have our own little Thanksgiving." He smiles and laughs to himself.
"Do you think I want to stay away from your family? I love them so much, I think it is best if we both go, you know together. This is the first year we have been together and marked. I feel like we need to be around our family as much as we can." He convinces me and I now feel the same as I pull him into a hug.
"Looks like we should start packing." I get off of the bed and pull him up.
"Unless you would rather show up to my moms' place nude." He laughs and then spanks my ass as I try to walk away, I yelp as he does that.
"That would be a hoot, we would never hear the end of it." I laugh at him a little for using the word hoot.
How the hell can he look this damn sexy beats me? While I have messy hair the resembles a rat's nest, he is sexily pushed back.
I go to his dresser and find a few shirts. A sweater and some underwear. He picks his pants out of his dresser.
I go over to the closet to pick out my outfits. Realizing the sexiest outfit I have is a bathing suit. I grab a few shirts and a few pairs of pants. I then snatch two bras and a few pairs of lacy underwear. We pack the rest and realize there are more clothes in our case than there is a real need for them all.
I quickly run into the bathroom to grab a few things. Toothbrush, toothpaste, deodorant.
The door closes and a thrill of excitement makes my heart leap.
I hear the shower go on and a few seconds later strong arms wrap around my waist. I close my eyes as soon as I feel his hot wet lips on my shoulder. I open my eyes and look into the mirror. I look at us for a second before fully understanding what true love is. I do love him, he makes me feel way more than content. He always made me feel extraordinary, but now everything is just so intense.
I turn around and face him. I slowly tilt my head up to where his lips are now hovering mine.
Our lips finally connect, his lips feather over mine. His tongue searches my mouth in the most pleasurable ways. I grip onto the hairs on the back of his neck. I can feel the electricity, the way just a single flick of his tongue makes my whole body awaken. A small moan escapes the back of my throat, a few small nibbles to my bottom lip as his thumb circles my tender mark.
The kiss breaks up and I can see the hunger in his eyes. The same hunger that is now running through my body. Out of breath I quickly turn the showerhead off and clog the drain. Our tub is a clawfoot. I grab out a small can of rose bath salt. Then the lavender bubble bath.
"It's been too long since we have taken a bubble bath together." I smile up at him a flicker of happiness fills his gaze.
"Indeed it has," he hums back. I light a few candles and turn down the lights.
I turn around to see him getting into the water.
"Mmmm," he hums taking in the water.
"What are you waiting for the water is ready?" He asks as I swallow a big lump.
"I am on my way, babe." I get in and lean into his rock-hard body as I get all the way in. I hold in a moan, I fully am in and his body feels incredible against mine. I open up my eyes to a sea of bubbles and a thought crosses my mind.
Bubble beards.
I turn my head feeling his 5 o clock shadow tickle my very sensitive skin.
He sees me smiling at him and gets the same smile that touches the corner of his eyes.
"What, love?" He asks with a laugh. I can feel his laugh through the water. I grab a handful of bubbles and begin sculpting a perfect bubble beard.
"You didn't do this enough to me when we were little." He states smiling while I stay focused on bubble facial hair. Once I am done he asks, "How do I look?"
"Like you should never grow out a beard." He laughs wiping it off. We sit for the rest of the time laying back relaxing. Honestly, I almost fell asleep.
We both then got into our pajamas and are now ready to begin our drive. After a good brunch, we start driving closer to home.
"You ready to face your mother?" He asks and I roll my eyes.
"Yes and no," I admit and he just smiles in a way that annoys me.
"Are you? You are the one with her only little girl." He smiles while focusing on the road.
"You are not so little anymore, you have grown up a lot, love. So I think I am fine."
I smile turning on the radio to yet another Christmas station.