Savory Deceits by Skye Heart Read Free Book Online Page A

first thing I saw in the morning when I woke up, and the last thing I saw before I went to sleep. Her images kept me grounded, and out of trouble. It has been four and a half months, since we last saw each other, and I was getting anxious. My right wrist was starting to feel sore from all the self-gratification I have been doing. Four months was a very long time for a man to go without sex; hell, thirty days is pushing it. I have not seen, touched, or held my wife in so long, and it was killing me. I missed her so much. I wonder what she could be doing right now at this very moment. Looking over at the clock that read 11:59pm, I rolled over, and closed my eyes. As I let myself doze off, thoughts of Nena continued to run through my mind. No one has ever made me feel the way she has. She had brought joy and happiness into my life, when there was nothing but darkness. She was the one who encouraged me to go after my dream of becoming a Sailor. I had big plans for my future, and I was grateful that Nena was standing by my side, the way a woman should always stand by her man. I wanted her to have my baby so bad, because I have always wanted to be a dad. With my two little eight-year-old twin sisters, Trina and Misty, back home in Wisconsin, I wondered how mom and dad were handling them now, with me gone. Those two can be quite the little terrors. When I get back to the states, I am going to take leave, and go visit them. Since I was her only boy, mom kept asking me when I am going to give her grandchildren. As far as I was concerned, I had no problem trying for a baby as soon as I got back. It was about time Nena and I, expanded our family.
     
     
     
     
     
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    ~NENA~
    I was surprised to see Naima sitting on my couch, in the middle of the day, when I came home.
    “Hey, what are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be at school?” She asked me.
    “Um, I live here,” I said, dropping my keys and books on the foyer table. “The question is what are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be at work, or better yet, at Chris’?” I said back to her. I kicked off my heels, and joined her in the living room. Then, I took a seat in my recliner, and put my feet up on the ottoman in front of it.
    “What’s up? Don't tell me trouble in paradise already?” I said.
    “No, of course not,” She lied. She was always terrible at it.
    “Come on, talk to me. What’s wrong?” I said, reaching for the pint-sized, strawberry ice cream carton that sat on the end table by the sofa, near Naima. The mini tub was already half empty, when I took a big spoonful into my mouth, and waited for her to speak.
    “I don't know,” Naima began, “I guess it's nothing. I mean, everything's been going great between Chris and me,”
    “I’ve noticed.” I said, smiling. Naima stopped, and then scowled at me.
    “I’m sorry.” I said, taking another spoonful of ice cream into my mouth, to refrain from commenting. I ate quietly, and gave her my undivided attention.
    “Everything’s been going great with us, but I get the feeling that he’s trying to pull away from me.” She said.
    “What do you mean?” I asked, my interest peaking. Naima hesitated before continuing.
    “He’s just been…it’s hard to explain. I know this may sound a little foolish, but I have a problem with the fact that he won’t tell me he loves me.” A bit confused, I said nothing, and waited for her to elaborate.
    “I mean,” she continued, “I know he loves me, and I love him too, so very much. The fact that he will not say it bothers me. He used to tell me that all the time, but now when I say it, his response to me is either a smile, a nod, or just a simple 'me too'. He never says the words. And now, I’m beginning to wonder if it was a good idea to get back together with him.” I could see she was holding back tears; therefore, I set the ice cream down, left the recliner, and joined her on the sofa.
    “Aww honey,” I put my arm around her. “I know