by MK Moore
“Oh right. I forgot.” I say as I pour her a glass.
“Beer for me.” Ryan says. I nod and grab him one.
Once we sit down, I notice Natalia has a bandage on her throat.
“What the fuck happened to your neck?” I demand.
“Oh, my husband over here got a little over zealous when we first met.”
“Your husband?” I ask, almost spitting out my wine. Well, that explains the intimate feel between them.
“Yes. It’s a long story, but I heard you are just married also.”
“Yes. I am so happy. Please tell me you are too.”
“I am. More than I ever thought I would be.” She says as she looks over at Ryan. I recognize the look of love, because I see it when I look in the mirror.
“You guys are definitely related.” Ryan says, laughing.
The doorbell rings again, throwing me off. I am not ready to see his family again.
When Robby answers the door, I jump up from the table and dash a look at Natalia.
“Mama, Dad. I am surprised you are here.” I say, dutifully kissing my father’s cheek but I pull my mom into the biggest hug.
“I couldn’t wait to see you. I made your father figure out where you were and here we are. It was only about forty minutes. Is this your husband?” My mom’s excitement to see me is palpable. I grin like a fool. She hands me an overnight bag. When I peek inside it, I see all my electronics and my credit card holder. Thank God. It’s been weeks since I read a book. I know C.M. Steele has probably released three books that I’ll get to binge read after Robby goes to sleep. I am a little excited about that.
“Yes of course. This is Robert Spencer. Robby, my parents, Luciano and Camille.”
“Nice to meet you.” Robby says shaking their hands.
“Come in, please. We just sat down to dinner, but I do have more.” Oh my God. I don’t feel awkward for myself, but I hate that my mom is about to meet Natalia.
“Sure.” My mom makes her way to the table. From her vantage point at the door, she couldn’t see Natalia. Now she can.
“Salenah. What is the meaning of this?” I can tell my mother doesn’t like being confronted with the product of my father’s twenty-year affair. “Luciano, how could you do this? Why wasn’t I enough?
“Mills, it isn’t like that. We should discuss this later.” My father says diplomatically.
“Mama don’t be upset. Angelo is after her too. I could not let her fend him off by herself.
Ever gracious, my mom sits down, takes my glass of wine, and fills it back up. Sipping, she glares at my dad. Natalia doesn’t know what do right now and neither do I.
My Dad looks like a deer in the headlights at the sight of Natalia, but he surprises me.
“Natty. Come give Papa a hug.” My dad says.
She jumps up and into his arms. I feel an irrational jealousy at that because I don’t have that kind of relationship with him. Robby comes up behind me as if he knows I am struggling with this.
“Who is this?” My dad asks her.
“My husband. Ryan O’Leary. Ryan this is my father Luciano D’Agostino.” Once they shake hands, everyone takes a seat.
“Both of my baby girls married and so quickly.” My dad says. I smile, but I know it doesn’t reach my eyes.
My mom makes a strangled noise in the back of throat.
“Ma’am. I am sure you don’t want to be confronted like this, but the fact remains she is in danger and it isn’t her fault she was born.”
“You are probably right, young man. But the facts are the man I have loved for twenty-five years has loved another, almost as long and I am entitled to my feelings.” My heart breaks for my mom, but the fact remains that she must be the strongest woman in the world to put up with that shit, because I never would be able to.
We don’t get a chance to dwell on that because the front door is forced open. It sounded exactly like it does on tv. The sound of the wood splintering is not something I will ever forget.
Robby, Ryan, and my dad jump up. Ryan and Dad have guns drawn. The two men who come into the house are Angelo and his right-hand Vito.
“Well, well, well. What a nice family reunion. This has be too hard for you Milly.” Angelo says.
“Fuck you, Angelo.” My eyes fly to my mom. I’ve never heard her curse. Ever.
“Now, Milly is that any way to talk to future your son-in-law. Though I am not sure I want to marry someone with a fucked-up face. Natalia is more my style now.”
“That won’t be happening, Angelo. Both these girls are already married.”
“The fuck? Vito why didn’t you tell me?” His face his distorted into a weird kind of rage and a little bit of humor.
“Eh, they could be widows in seconds. This is nothing to a man like you.” Vito’s thick Italian accent is almost hard to understand.
I knew telling Robby all of my troubles would be something I regret. Sure, we have only known one another for less than a week, but I already know I won’t be going on without him. I hate the fact that I want to cry, but I remain strong. Robby looks like he can handle his own, but I am still scared.
There is a blur of movement and gunshots. Robby is on the floor of the entryway before I can get to him, but so are Vito and Angelo. There is blood everywhere. Even I am covered in it.
I am not aware of screaming, while standing over Robby or that someone has called 911, until my father pulls me away so the EMT can work on him.
Robby’s eyes are not open, and I fear the worst.
“I have a pulse. It is thready but there. What is your relationship to this patient?”
I have finally pulled myself together enough to answer her. “He is my husband.”
Chapter Ten
Robby
One Month Later
When I woke up in the hospital week ago, the look on Salenah’s face when I opened my eyes in the hospital is one I will never forget. Her eyes were red as if she has been crying for days, instead of the five hours I was in surgery. I had been hit in the shoulder and required immediate surgery. It just goes to show you after six tours in Afghanistan unscathed, it figures I would get shot in my home.
Ryan and Luciano had shot and killed, Angelo and Vito. The district attorney’s office has cleared them of murder and labeled it as self-defense. Though Ronnie was not the ADA on the case, her colleagues really took care of my new extended family. My father-in-law is now the Don of the Rossi crime family. It is my understanding that is how it is done. Ryan is his right-hand man. That’s more of his story to tell though.
I kiss her hard and long, since we came home a few days later. I have been avoiding her and even sleeping in the recliner in the living room. I didn’t trust myself to not fuck her, but I finally got a clean bill of health today. When I get home from the doctor’s office I call out to Salenah. When she doesn’t answer I start looking for her. When I reach our room, I see her packing her suitcase.
“Where the fuck, are you going?” I demand, ripping her clothes out of her hands and tossing them on the floor.
“Home.” She says quietly.
“You are home, baby.”
“This hasn’t been a home for weeks now, Robby. Thank you for saving me and protecting me. I am sorry you got shot in the process, but I cannot stay here anymore.”
I feel like my heart has been ripped out of my chest and I am having a hard time controlling my rage right now. Fuck it.
“You are not fucking leaving me.” I can hear the lethal edge in my voice.
“There is no reason to stay, Robby. You’ve shut me out through everything. You don’t realize how hard it is for me not to help you.”
“I may have handled things badly, but I am going to fix this shit now. I didn’t want you to think I was weak and unable to cope with the pain I was in.”
“Why won’t you sleep with me anymore?” She asks.
I close my eyes and rub my temples. Fuck. I decide to be cocky. “You miss my cock baby?” I chuckl
e. She glances down at my crotch and blushes. I know I have her.
“That isn’t what I meant, and you know it, asshole. Why haven’t you slept next to me?”
“It was easier in the chair. For the pain.” I shrug.
She throws a balled-up t-shirt at my head. “You could have fucking told me that.” She continues packing.
“Stop packing. You aren’t leaving.”
“Yes, I am. You don’t want me.”
“I do want you, but I also need you. You know you love me. You cannot give that up.”
She ignores me as she continues packing. Fuck this shit. I push all her luggage off of the bed and before she can protest, I lift her into my arms and put her on the bed under me. Her low-cut dress is no match for me as I tear it from her body. Her pretty pink nipples are pebbled, and she has goosebumps on her skin.
“Tell me what I want to hear.” I demand before kissing her.
She moans into my mouth but doesn’t answer me. I move down to the sweet spot behind her ear. She arches up. I graze my hand down her belly. When I reach her panties, I slide my hand under the elastic and find her wet pussy waiting for me.
“Oh yeah baby. You hear my fingers sliding through your wetness. Your juicy pussy is just for me. Tell me.” I say pinching her hard-little clit.
“I love you. You’re an asshole.” She says with gritted teeth. I smile against her skin.
“I love you too, Wife. There is nothing more in this world I need more than you.”
“Yeah?”
“Oh yeah baby.” I rip her panties off and toss them. I don’t even get my pants off before I slam into her. She squeals and pistons her hips to meet each of my thrusts.
“Whose pussy is this?” I have lost my mind and I don’t care.
“It’s fucking yours.”
“Damn right.” After she comes on my cock, I slow it down for the rest of the night.
Just before I go to sleep. I whisper, “don’t leave me, Salenah. I couldn’t bear it.”
“I won’t. I can’t. You were right. I love you too much and wouldn’t have left, but I got your attention, didn’t I?” She giggles and snuggles up against my side. I kiss her forehead and breathe her in.
“Brat.” I say before I bring my hand down her ass hard. She jumps and moans. I’ll have to explore that further, later.
I drift off with her on my mind.
The next morning, Salenah spends about an hour being sick. As a doctor I am certain she is pregnant, but as her husband I am worried out of my mind. When she comes out of the bathroom there is the telltale stick in her hand.
“You are having my baby?” I ask, gruffly.
She nods enthusiastically, runs, and jumps into my arms.
“You are going to be a daddy.” She says before kissing me.
I feather kisses all over her face. Her stitches have come out and her scar is still angry. She is so beautiful.
“I am so fucking happy, Salenah. We are going to be the best parents.”
“I agree.” She says.
“You have made me the happiest man in the world, baby.”
“Are we ready for this?”
“We are more than ready.” I reassure her.
“I love you, Husband.”
“I love you, Wife.”
Epilogue
Salenah
Five years later
Our first baby was born eight months after we got married. Gigi is a firecracker. Her birthday is today, and we are having a small party for her. I invited all the kids in her preschool class and her cousins. She has so many cousins. Thankfully.
I have had a very hard time getting pregnant again, but certainly not for lack of trying. Robby cannot keep his hands off me. I was very surprised to find out that I am the only woman he’s been with. I got brave and asked one night. I do not know why I asked, because I wasn’t sure I wanted to know the answer. I was more than pleased.
I do have some news for him now, though. I have been feeling poorly for a while and when I went to the doctor, I found out I was pregnant. Doing some fast math, I soon realized it had been three months since I last had a period. I have been working as Robby’s office manager and have been very busy, because I found my niche there. I love that I get to spend all day with Robby. I called the OB/GYN and was able to get in this afternoon.
My mom is bringing Gigi home in a few hours and I have major news for Robby. When I get home, I find him napping. He has his practice up and running. He wanted to run an office with a small-town feel. He treats patients of all ages and I am proud of him. He treats patients that don’t have insurance and stays open late to accommodate them. Him napping on a Saturday is not unusual. I move over to our bed and sit down. I slide my flip flops off and lay down next to him.
“Mmmm. Hey baby. How was your day.” He says, nuzzling into my neck.
“It was fantastic!” I say excitedly.
“How so?” He says the sleep still in his voice.
“I have been feeling off for a few days.” He perks up when I say that. “Do not go caveman on me. I went to the doctor today.” I pull the ultrasound photo out of my pocket and hand it to him.
“Three babies? At once?” He says looking over the picture. There is no mistaking that there are three bundles of joy.
“Yes!” I can’t contain my excitement anymore. We have been wanting this for years now and now it is like friggin’ Christmas.
In case you are wondering, Ronnie is one of my best friends now. She was going through shit no one ever should, but she made it. Boy did she, but that is her story to tell.
What started out as me needing protection turned into so much more. Robby is my everything and I have never been happier. I am proud to say that I did wife the shit out him. I love him more with each passing day and I am so glad he was at the opening of alley that day all those years ago. Love really does heal all wounds.
Robby
Ten years later
Fifteen of the happiest years of my life have passed and my wife is still the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Sure, we have had our ups and downs, but there is no one like her and I do not know what I would do without her. She is the organizational queen and has our sons, Seth, Steven, and Scott’s sports schedules down to a science. Gigi is fourteen going on forty and between her uncles and I, she will never date. I am about to take her on a kid-free vacation. My mom is taking all four of them for two weeks.
I am taking her back to Berlin to finally do sightseeing together. We left very fast the last time and didn’t do anything there. Berlin has significantly changed in the last fifteen years. We check into the Hotel Berlin with every intention of going back out, but that isn’t happening. As soon as we get into the room, I have her backed against the wall and lifting her pretty skirt. She is always wet for me. I cannot help the groan that escapes me.
“Babe, I got to tell you something.” She says, smiling.
“Yeah? Right now?”
“Uh-huh. I stopped taking my birth control pills about a week ago.” She nods as she whispers in to my ear. She runs her tongue along the edge of my ear.
“You want me to breed you?” I ask barely hanging on.
“Uh-huh. I really do.” I kiss her pretty mouth.
My wife loves it when I talk dirty to her. It really gets her going. She opens my belt and slides my pants to the floor. When the belt hits the floor, she jumps up and wraps her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck. I know she had panties on when we were on the plane. My rock-hard cock nudges her opening and she slides herself down my shaft.
“Did you lose your panties, wife?”
“I may have.” She says panting.
“You are a bad girl, baby.” I say with gritted teeth.
“Fuck yes. Husband fuck me.” She is begging me, but she doesn’t have to. I am right there with her.
“This pussy is all mine. Made just for me, to breed my babies into.”
“Oh God. Yes. Give them all to me.”
She fucks herself on me until she screams. I release into her and her pussy clenches on me.
The one woman meant for me is the one woman I will be inside for the rest of my life. I pull out of her and kick my shoes and pants off. I carry her to the bed and lay her down gently.
“I ‘fucking’ love you.” She whispers before she pulls her dress off and tosses it. She lost her shoes somewhere along the way.
“I ‘fucking’ love you too.” I chuckle before I undo the buttons on my shirt.
That vacation was all about room service and making love. It is no wonder that nine months later our daughter Elisa was born.
Catching her at the end of that alley was the best thing I ever did in my life. She became my everything before she even spoke to me. She then became the mother of my children, my best friend, and my wife.
My wife to have and to hold. My wife to love.
The End
Acknowledgements:
I want to thank my husband, Daryl. You are so supportive, and I love you so fucking much for like ever.
Thank you, Mama, for all of your support! I love you.
KL, you are the best friend a girl could ask for. I love you .6 times. Did you see that I dedicated this book to you?
Elisa, I love talking to you and you are the best book friend ever! I love you. #UnicornFriends
ChaShiree, thank you for just being you!
Huge Thank you to Leigh Lennon for Beta Reading this book!
Thanks Melinda and Trisha! Thank you so much for all of your help!
To the V Sqaud. Thank you for your daily inspiration! ChaShiree, Amanda, Vanessa, Gianna, Annelise, Danielle, Deedra, Kimber, and Trisha. You guys are amazing and don’t let anyone tell you different.
To my arc team, no matter how many arcs I send in a short amount of time you guys pull through! Thank you so much for hanging out with me!
To all of the readers, you guys are the ones that make this possible! Thank you for reading me and taking the time to review. You don’t know how much seeing your words of encouragement help me when I am struggling!