by J A Fielding
“Hey, let me help you,” he said as he rushed to her side.
“I’m fine,” she said as she sat up. “But the pillows need some work though.”
He put the cup on the night stand and fluffed up her pillows before he put them behind her.
“That is perfect, baby. Thank you.”
“So, how are my girls doing?” he asked as he sat on the edge of the bed. He leaned in and kissed her cheek softly. “All good?”
“Yeah. The soreness is slowly dying down thankfully.”
He smiled.
“Rosa asked me to bring you some strawberry tea.”
Trina smiled and shook her head.
“It’s raspberry leaf,” she corrected him. “And thank you.”
“Oh, and you are going to love what she is making for dinner. Spanish rice turkey casserole,” he said, smiling.
“I am never going to lose the baby weight when I finally give birth. Am I?” she asked.
“What are you talking about? With the healthy organic food you insist on plus the crazy hours you pull at gym and Pilates, you will be back in shape in no time.”
“Don’t forget about yoga and spin class,” she pointed out and he nodded.
“Of course, how could I forget about yoga and spin class?”
She took a sip of her tea and looked into his eyes.
“What is it?” she asked. “You have this look.”
At that moment, he was looking at her but he could not really find the right words. There were no right words to tell the woman you loved that her attacker was at large. That there was a chance for her to actually get away with it.
“Axel,” Trina said in a soft voice. “Please, tell me what is going on.”
He shook his head and reached for her hand.
“Victoria and Lucas were here,” he said in a soft voice.
“Victoria and Lucas? Why? I mean, Victoria is welcome any time, but why would she bring Lucas with her?”
“They know who attacked you.”
She nodded and bit her lower lip. Any sign of the brief normalcy they’d had was gone as all the color had drained from her face.
“It was the woman who was suing Lucas. Sonya…something,” he went on and she shook her head.
“Because I uncovered who she really was and what she was really doing?” she asked. “What kind of a person would even do that to someone? I mean, she did see that I was pregnant, right? That I was not just fat?”
He raised her hand to her lips and kissed her hand softly.
“There are warrants out for her arrest all over the country. And she cannot get to you. The security here is air tight.”
She nodded but a tear was slowly rolling down her cheek.
“Baby,” he said as he held her face in his hands. “The police are on it. The district attorney is on it. She is not going to get away with attacking you and killing our son.”
By this time, she was not the only one who had a tear-stained face. The tears he had fought to hold back for a long time were finally rolling down his own cheeks.
“I promise you, she is not going to get away with this,” he said in a whisper as he got closer to where she was and held her as if he was never going to let go. “I promise you.”
Chapter 11
Trina’s heart was racing as she walked towards the nursery. She had not been able to walk into the nursery for a long time. The last time she had been in the nursery was the morning of the attack and she had not really mastered the courage to walk back in there. She did not know how she was going to be able to look at a room she had initially designed for two babies that was now going to house just one child. She ran her hand over her protruding belly and closed her eyes. It had been a month since the attack, but she was still doing everything from home. The mere thought of leaving the house terrified her. And even though she knew that it was something she was going to have to work on, she was just not there yet. She opened the door slowly and stood at the entrance looking inside. She gasped silently when she saw the one crib against one wall. Not two cribs, just the one. There was one changing center and one chair. It was at that moment as she stood there that she realized that the room looked a lot bigger than it was.
She did not know how long she had been standing there when Rosa walked up to her.
“Look who is finally out and about,” Rosa said cheerfully.
Trina looked at her and smiled.
“I have been out and about for a while now,” she pointed out. “I mean, you have seen me on the treadmill, haven’t you?”
Rosa nodded.
“I have. And that is a major milestone.”
Trina shrugged.
“Well, I miss running on the damn thing.”
“Not too long now, huh?” Rosa said and Trina nodded before she turned her attention back to the room. She looked inside and exhaled deeply. “Are we going in today?”
Trina shrugged.
“I don’t know,” she said.
“Well, you know that little girl in there is not going to stay in forever. And when she does come, it is going to be so much harder to do what needs to be done.”
Trina looked at Rosa before looking back into the room.
“I don’t know how to do this,” she said in a soft voice.
“Axel already did the hard part. What you have to do is walk in there and just let go. You will have to do it sooner than later. You know it and I know it,” Rosa said.
“What if I can’t get rid of all things Ethan?” Trina asked.
“No one is asking you to. After all, Ethan will always be a part of you. Just go get a few items for memory’s sake and when you are done, let me know. And I will come help you clean out.”
Trina took a long and nodded before she walked into the room. She looked around and bit her lip. She walked up to where the dismantled IKEA crib was and ran her finger along the edge of the box as she walked around it. She could not help but wonder if it was a good idea to tell Ellie when she grew up that she would have had a twin brother. Of course, telling her would open her up to a whole new world of emotional roller coasters but at the same time, not talking about the child she lost would have been a betrayal. Almost like he never existed. She picked up a onesie and held it to her chest for a long period. It was one of the many onesies she had bought and just looking at it made her eyes well up.
She did not know just how long she had been there before she finally took a onesie, a blanket, and the ultrasound she had stuck to the wall above what would have been Ethan’s crib. She walked out of the room and slowly made her way to the master bedroom where Axel was seated on the edge of the bed. He stood up when he saw her and slowly walked up to where he was. He looked at the items she was holding against her chest, holding so tightly as if she was never going to let go and by the look he was giving her, she knew that he knew. She had finally done the one thing she had been putting off. She was finally ready to let go.
He pulled her into his arms and held her as she sobbed into his shoulder.
“I know how hard that was but I am really proud of you,” he said in a whisper. He was stroking her hair and kissing her temple. “You are going to be okay. We are all going to be okay.”
They stood like that for a long time before he finally pulled away. He looked at the bundle in her hands and smiled.
“I want to keep this,” she said and he nodded.
“Of course.”
“And maybe get something around here…something to remember him.”
“Like a collage?” he asked.
She had always been artsy in nature so a collage would have been the most obvious choice but she shook her head.
“How about a plant? A tree or something? We can have it in the backyard.”
He smiled.
“Whatever you want.”
He kissed her forehead and her lips before he pulled her back into his arms.
It took a long time before she stopped sobbing. He pulled away from her and gently use
d his thumbs to wipe off her tears.
“You okay?” he asked in a whisper.
She nodded.
“I’m fine.”
He held the side of her cheek and gently brought his head down to kiss her softly. But what had started out as a gentle kiss was now deep and passionate. Her tongue was exploring his mouth and as hard as he tried, he could not help but gently caress her, but he suddenly stopped when he felt her drop what she had in her hands and began tugging at his shirt. Pulling it up and untucking it in the process. He pulled away but she wouldn’t stop. She was already undoing his shirt buttons.
“Baby,” he said as she began backing him up against the bed.
“Don’t talk,” she said this time not just unbuttoning. She just held two sides of his shirt and pulled it apart sending his shirt buttons flying everywhere. She had not done anything like that since their first six months of their marriage and it always turned him on. But this was different. The whole situation with her being pregnant and recovering from surgery…even though it had been a few weeks since the surgery, it was all too much for him to risk. She still turned him on, and he knew she knew it too. He was already hard despite trying hard not to think about sleeping with her. But the way she was caressing him and the low-cut top she was wearing showing off her generous cleavage. He could see her nipples pressing hard against the shirt…begging to be held, caressed. But he couldn’t. Not just yet.
“Baby, please. Stop,” he begged.
“I want you,” she said, undoing his belt and pulling it off.
“Trina, please.”
“Axel, I need you. Right now.”
He held her hands in his and looked into her eyes.
“Trina,” he started. “Why don’t you just calm down and…”
She shook her head making him stop mid-sentence.
“I want you. Is that so wrong?” she asked and he shook his head.
“No, of course not. But with everything that has been happening…I just don’t think it is safe.”
“Dr. Hahn already cleared me for physical activity, Axel. I am doing a few miles on the treadmill on a daily basis.”
“Yes, but you walk. You don’t run.”
“Well, I need my husband, Axel. I need to feel something else. Anything but this feeling where I just feel like I have nothing to live for.”
He placed a hand on her tummy.
“You have everything to live for. And I know a lot has changed, but we are still the same people.”
She shook her head.
“No, we’re not the same people.”
“Trina, we are.”
“Then if we are still the same people, my husband would make love to me.”
Axel took a long deep breath.
“Or don’t I just do it for you anymore? Are the stretch narks getting to you that much?” she asked and he exhaled loudly again.
“You cannot honestly think that.”
“Then make me feel something else,” she said in a whisper as she looked into his eyes. “I just want to feel something that is not complete emptiness. Something that does not remind me that I have just one baby instead of the two I had a few weeks ago.”
A tear was rolling down her cheek and Axel knew exactly what she was feeling. He’d had the same feeling so many times before and this, being with her, making love to her was going to make her forget that feeling. He held her gaze for a long minute as he gently caressed her chin before he pulled her back into her arms and kissed her softly. He was holding the back of her neck as he allowed himself to get lost in her passionate kiss.
Her body was responding to the way he was kissing her and her nipples were bullet hard against his hand. She moaned softly as she felt a light gush just as her panties moistened with her wetness. He had clearly gone from not being so sure of everything to knowing exactly what he wanted. He was kissing her harder and deeper, and his hands had gone down to her ass gently molding it with his hands and fingers. She moaned into his mouth and pushed his shirt off his shoulders. She pulled away and looked at him briefly before he began kissing her neck as he caressed his chest. A silent gasp escaped her lips as he allowed his hands to brush his hands against her breast.
Axel looked into Trina’s eyes and she lowered her hands to his waist. He closed his eyes as she pushed his pants down before she got on her knees.
“Trina, I really don’t think you should…” he started before he exhaled loudly when he suddenly felt the warmth of her mouth engulf him. He wished that he was against the wall or something because he needed to hold on to something. Anything really. The way she was taking him…it was not something he had felt for a long time.
Her hands were holding on to his cheeks as she took him deeper and deeper in her throat. She brought her hand round and gently began toying with his balls. His eyes were closed and his head was thrown back as he moaned indicating that he was loving every moment of what she was doing to him. She pulled away and held his cock in her hand, gently stroking it as she looked up at him.
“Help me up,” she said silently.
Axel took her hands and helped her up but before he could put an arm around her, she had already pushed him down on the bed. He looked at her as she got on the bed and began trailing her kisses up his torso to his lips. She moaned loudly as he held the back of her neck with one hand and pulling her t-shirt up with the other. She was practically panting by the time he pulled away.
“My turn,” he said in a whisper and she gently got on her back as he positioned himself in between her legs. He pulled her pants off before he began stroking her wet slit.
“You are so wet, baby,” he said in a whisper as he began pushing his finger in and out of her testing her wet depths…loving the way she sounded as she held on for dear life. She could feel her insides tightening up, a sure sign of an impending orgasm. She gasped in agony when he suddenly pulled his finger out of her before he began eating her out. His tongue was flicking on her hard clit before he began eating her out. She was struggling to hold herself back and she knew that he could feel it too.
“Not yet,” she moaned when he pulled away.
But instead, he positioned himself in between her legs. He gently pushed his cock into her and began working himself in and out of her slowly. She was moaning as she felt his cock stroking her. Without even realizing it, she was grinding her hips on the bed inviting him to go deeper into her.
“Harder, baby,” she begged but her pleas fell on deaf ears because he was still going slow and steady despite all the mood around her that was telling him to simply fuck her hard. Her wetter than normal pussy, the way she was grinding on the bed, the way she was moaning….it was just hard for him not to begin thrusting into her harder and deeper. He wanted to go into her like the horn dog he was at that moment. She held the spokes of the headboard and pulled herself up, dislodging his cock in the process.
“What…?” he asked as she turned around and got on all fours presenting herself to him.
“It’s okay, Axel,” she said as she looked at him over his shoulder.
He leaned forward and entered her.
“Fuck, Trina…do you have any idea what you are doing to me?” he asked as he gently began moving in and out of her slowly.
His hands were on her waist and as she caressed him, and she just couldn’t wait. She began rocking her hips, pushing herself back against his hips making him get deeper inside her in the process. And just like that, he found himself moving in and out of her the way he wanted. He was all in…every last inch. She moaned out loudly as he began going into her, harder and deeper.
As his thrusts grew more intense with longer strokes, their moans grew louder and for a moment there, they completely forgot about the other person in the house. That didn’t matter. All that mattered was what they felt at that moment. The intimacy of the moment, the fiery lust and passion that engulfed them. He reached for her breast as he went on claiming her with each long stroke. And just like that, the orgasm she had bee
n holding back on finally materialized prompting his own wild one. They cried out as they suddenly climaxed in perfect unison, their passion sending them over the edge.
“Oh fuck…baby!” he cried out as his cock slipped out of her just moments before she collapsed on her side. He laid next to her and held her against him, feeling her trembling against him.
“I needed that,” she said in a whisper. “I needed every bit of that.”
Axel pressed his lips to her shoulder and exhaled loudly.
“I didn’t hurt you, did I?” he asked in a whisper.
“No, and you need to stop worrying. Dr. Hahn cleared me for every physical activity including sex. So, yeah, I’m fine,” she said in a soft voice.
“I love you so much, baby,” Axel said in a whisper as he held her tummy.
“I love you too, Axel.”
*****
Victoria looked at the files on her desk and sighed. Lately, she’d had to handle more than her normal workload because she had to take on much of Trina’s job. And it was not until the last few weeks that she realized what being a managing partner was really like. She was not really complaining because after all, working at Crews and Associates was much better than being at HHM. Even on her worst day, she still preferred the small firm she was helping Trina build than the former firm that had been milking them for years. Trina more than anyone. But lately, the work was not what was getting to her. It was the frustration of not being able to give her best friend the one thing she wanted more than anything. The one thing she needed more than anything. The arrest of her attacker. The arrest and conviction of the animal who had cost her best friend her baby.
She was still looking down at the desk when she heard a soft knock on the door.
“Excuse me, Victoria? There’s someone here to see you,” her assistant said in a soft voice making her look up.
“Did I have an appointment I forgot about or something?” Victoria asked and her assistant shook her head.
“No. The twelve o’clock was your last appointment of the day. This is a walk in.”
Victoria raised an eyebrow over the other.