plagued her; she tried to think of ways to try to solve their marital problems, she wondered how they could repair things and be a family again. She thought of the new life slowly growing inside of her, she thought of Melanie and how quickly she was growing up. Life as an adult was so complicated and messy, and was nothing like she’d imagined.
Maggie sensed that Michael was stirring. The sound of his content breathing had changed, and his hand started to roam over her, cupping her breast and pulling her closer to him. She sighed again as she felt his body harden against her. She welcomed him as he prodded her gently, her body still tender from the night before.
“Oh, Maggie.” He moaned in her ear. She felt her body heat up as desire warmed through her. Pleasure soared through their bodies, emotional release contracted in their muscles. Spasms lingered in their afterglow. Spent and sated, they fell asleep in each other’s arms again.
***
Maggie heard their bedroom door opening, and pulled their comforter tighter around her naked body. Melanie peeked in and asked, “Mom, I’m hungry, can I have breakfast?”
“I’ll be right out and will make us all some. You sleep okay, sweetie?”
Melanie nodded. “Yeah, I slept okay.” Maggie could tell her child seemed a little out of sorts.
“Everything okay, Mel?”
Melanie’s bottom lip jutted out a little. “I thought I would be happy that we are home. I sort of wish I was going to school today.”
“Like school here or in Birch Valley?”
“Birch Valley. I miss Grams and my friends at school.”
They hadn’t even been gone a full day, and it was Saturday, so it wasn’t like Melanie would even be at school. That certainly was a change of events. Maggie felt a sense of relief that she had made the right call moving them back to that special, rural community.
“I bet they miss you too, sweetie. Do you know why we are here?” Maggie decided she needed to discuss this again with her daughter.
Melanie nodded, her expression sad. “Grandpa died.”
Maggie felt tears emerging. That was why they were there, it as what brought them back, brought her, back to Michael. She felt her husband move next to her, he must have heard them speaking.
“Good morning, sweetie,” he said to Melanie.
“Morning, Daddy. Mom says she is going to make us breakfast.” Melanie’s expression quickly changed as she smiled widely at him.
“Well, let’s get out of bed and get dressed,” Maggie said, clutching the thick comforter even tighter.
“Aren’t you wearing pajamas?” Melanie asked, a confused scowl crossing her face.
Good grief , thought Maggie as she was filled with embarrassment. She could hear Michael let out a laugh as he told Melanie, “We’ll meet you in the kitchen in a minute. Can you see if we have any eggs in the fridge?”
That was clever . Melanie happily skipped out of their room. Michael grabbed Maggie’s waist and turned her to him. “Did I thank you for coming back?”
She watched as his lips curved into a sexy grin. “Yes, several times now.” She couldn’t help laughing. Here they were on the verge of their marriage ending, yet they were naked in bed.
Maggie memorized his face, the faint wrinkles and creases near his eyes, the shadowy stubble that outlined his strong jaw, and his slightly swollen lips from the heavy kissing the night before.
She felt his hands slowly run down her spine as he leaned in to kiss her full on the mouth. God help her.
***
The mood shifted when reality decided to invade. They were seated at the dining table eating a breakfast of scrambled eggs and toast, and Maggie had recovered some frozen sausage links that were tucked in the back of the freezer. Her cooking talents were limited, but she could manage a simple meal like this. They were working on their second cup of coffee when Michael’s phone rang. He left the table to answer it and came back minutes later explaining he had to go to the
Maggie sensed that Michael was stirring. The sound of his content breathing had changed, and his hand started to roam over her, cupping her breast and pulling her closer to him. She sighed again as she felt his body harden against her. She welcomed him as he prodded her gently, her body still tender from the night before.
“Oh, Maggie.” He moaned in her ear. She felt her body heat up as desire warmed through her. Pleasure soared through their bodies, emotional release contracted in their muscles. Spasms lingered in their afterglow. Spent and sated, they fell asleep in each other’s arms again.
***
Maggie heard their bedroom door opening, and pulled their comforter tighter around her naked body. Melanie peeked in and asked, “Mom, I’m hungry, can I have breakfast?”
“I’ll be right out and will make us all some. You sleep okay, sweetie?”
Melanie nodded. “Yeah, I slept okay.” Maggie could tell her child seemed a little out of sorts.
“Everything okay, Mel?”
Melanie’s bottom lip jutted out a little. “I thought I would be happy that we are home. I sort of wish I was going to school today.”
“Like school here or in Birch Valley?”
“Birch Valley. I miss Grams and my friends at school.”
They hadn’t even been gone a full day, and it was Saturday, so it wasn’t like Melanie would even be at school. That certainly was a change of events. Maggie felt a sense of relief that she had made the right call moving them back to that special, rural community.
“I bet they miss you too, sweetie. Do you know why we are here?” Maggie decided she needed to discuss this again with her daughter.
Melanie nodded, her expression sad. “Grandpa died.”
Maggie felt tears emerging. That was why they were there, it as what brought them back, brought her, back to Michael. She felt her husband move next to her, he must have heard them speaking.
“Good morning, sweetie,” he said to Melanie.
“Morning, Daddy. Mom says she is going to make us breakfast.” Melanie’s expression quickly changed as she smiled widely at him.
“Well, let’s get out of bed and get dressed,” Maggie said, clutching the thick comforter even tighter.
“Aren’t you wearing pajamas?” Melanie asked, a confused scowl crossing her face.
Good grief , thought Maggie as she was filled with embarrassment. She could hear Michael let out a laugh as he told Melanie, “We’ll meet you in the kitchen in a minute. Can you see if we have any eggs in the fridge?”
That was clever . Melanie happily skipped out of their room. Michael grabbed Maggie’s waist and turned her to him. “Did I thank you for coming back?”
She watched as his lips curved into a sexy grin. “Yes, several times now.” She couldn’t help laughing. Here they were on the verge of their marriage ending, yet they were naked in bed.
Maggie memorized his face, the faint wrinkles and creases near his eyes, the shadowy stubble that outlined his strong jaw, and his slightly swollen lips from the heavy kissing the night before.
She felt his hands slowly run down her spine as he leaned in to kiss her full on the mouth. God help her.
***
The mood shifted when reality decided to invade. They were seated at the dining table eating a breakfast of scrambled eggs and toast, and Maggie had recovered some frozen sausage links that were tucked in the back of the freezer. Her cooking talents were limited, but she could manage a simple meal like this. They were working on their second cup of coffee when Michael’s phone rang. He left the table to answer it and came back minutes later explaining he had to go to the
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