do this away from here. I’ve waited too long to have her as my wife. I don’t want to wait until after the baby is born. What do you say to a week in the sun?” I offer.
“I say you have a wedding planner, Mr. Thorne.”
Skylar
He’s been acting funny ever since he came home from work. I’d planned for a quiet dinner and maybe snuggling into him to watch a movie together on the couch. Instead, he kisses me on the cheek, takes his plate, and heads back to his office. There must be something important going on because he has the door shut. I never bother him when he does that. Flipping through Netflix, I settle in on the couch to begin watching my favorite movie, Gone with the Wind , again. Something about this movie just fascinates me. My eyes begin growing heavy around the part where Scarlett’s fleeing a burning Atlanta. The next thing I remember is waking up to a sweet kiss on my lips. I realize then, that I’m now lying in our bed.
Sleepily, I blink awake and meet his eyes. The intense way he looks at me is something I will never grow tired of seeing. Lucas had looked at me in a similar way, but with my Sebastian, it is as if I am his lifeline. His fingertip traces down my cheek to my jaw, lifting it up closer to him. I give him a sweet smile in return.
Leaning in, he swipes his mouth gently over mine, tracing my lips with his tongue. I open immediately, welcoming his tender kiss. He doesn’t rush. He just continues with long, loving strokes of his tongue. When he pulls away, he rests his forehead against mine and then runs his hand down to my stomach. Caressing the bump with his fingers, his amber eyes dance with love.
“I love you so much, Skylar,” he says, tears forming in his eyes.
Putting my hand on his face, I ease up off the bed. I don’t know what is upsetting him.
“What’s wrong, Sebastian?” Concern fills my voice.
“Everything is fine baby. I just need to hold you.” He pulls me up against him.
Worried, I swallow the lump in my throat and settle back against him. He breathes in my hair and then plays with my curls. I lace my fingers through his as he brings it to rest on my stomach.
I don’t know why he won’t talk to me. I know he has darkness and guilt inside that he still fights. But I made him a promise and he knows I will never let him fight that darkness alone. Turning to face him, he props his handsome face with his hand.
“Let me in.” I place my hand on his chest.
“You’ve always been in here. You are the only one who ever has been or ever will be. Except for her, that is.” He rubs my belly.
“Her?” I say, giggling.
“Yes, her. A man knows these things after all.”
“Oh really, Mr. Thorne? And just how is that?” I ask, now bursting with laughter.
“These hands are better than any ultrasound.” Rubbing his hands together to warm them, he slides them across my stomach and smiles.
“Yep! Definitely a girl. A beautiful, brown haired beauty with eyes just like her mommy. Although, I’ll never survive it if she is. Her mommy’s already overtaken me with hers.”
Giggling, I slap his hand away and he throws his head back laughing.
Leaning down, I whisper, “Don’t listen to your Daddy! He is crazy!”
Within an instant, he grabs my hands and pushes me back on my back, carefully pinning me down against the bed.
God, I love it when he does this!
“Hmm, Ms. Rose? I’m crazy huh?” he teases, taking one hand away and tickling under my arm.
“Yep,” I answer, giggling as he tickles me relentlessly. Just when I think he’s going to cause me to pee on myself, he stops and moves his face closer to mine. Brushing the loose curl away from my face, he smiles.
“You’re right. I am crazy. I’m crazy in love with you.” My heart pounds as he inches closer down to me. His kiss is soft and full of love.
“Let’s get away for a while. I think we need some time away from here.”
“That sounds wonderful, but-”
He cuts me off. “Then