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He shrugged. “I thought I could pick up Ethan from Jagger’s place, while you get Everly at Taylor’s. Then we could meet at home for dinner.”
He tugged on my purse strap, using it to pull me closer, then bent his head to steal a quick kiss.
“Full speed ahead, huh?” I asked with a chuckle.
He cupped the side of my neck and tipped my head up to look into my eyes.
“Full speed ahead, baby girl.”
Chapter 29
Rome/Caleb
By the time we had the kids fed, bathed, and put to bed, I was absolutely dying to have my wife in my arms. I’d sat in the nursery again, watching as she’d nursed our daughter, and I had a feeling my zipper was going to be permanently imprinted on my dick. Just a brief glimpse of Abby’s gloriously full tits was enough to make me hard enough to pound nails.
I followed her down the stairs, eyeing the sway of her ass with each step, and barely restrained myself from grabbing a handful. I knew she wasn’t ready for that yet, and I tried to remind myself not to rush her.
At the bottom of the stairs, I took her hand in mine and guided her into the living room, where I pulled her down next to me on the couch.
“I feel the need to hold you,” I told her as I nuzzled her neck.
She giggled and pulled away to look at me. “I don’t think that’s the way those ‘I feel’ statements are supposed to work,” she admonished.
I shrugged. “Doesn’t mean it’s not true.”
I leaned back, settling into the corner of the couch as Abby curled her feet up under her and snuggled against me. My arm settled around her shoulder, and I stoked my hand along the soft skin of her upper arm.
“How are you feeling after today’s session?”
She tipped her head up to look at me. “I think it went well. I am still a little worried that we’re moving too fast. I mean, two days ago I was – “
She stopped mid-sentence, and my hand stilled on her arm.
“Two days ago, you were with Grant,” I finished for her, and she nodded, dropping her gaze to her lap. I kissed the top of her head and resumed stroking her arm.
“It was a mistake,” she said softly, laying her head on my chest. I kissed the top of her head again, silently urging her to continue. “I knew I was rushing into things with him, and I should have listened to my gut.”
“So why didn’t you?” I prodded.
She tried to pull away, but I held on tight.
“It’s OK, baby girl. I’m not letting you go, no matter what you have to say right now.”
She looked up at me, then quickly looked away again
“I was…flattered, I guess, and I was afraid of being alone. I had a dream one night – a nightmare, really.”
I listened quietly as she told me about her dream that I’d found a new Ol’ Lady, and by the time she finished, I was shaking my head.
“There wasn’t anyone else while we were apart, baby girl. Aside from that night I got drunk and cheated, I haven’t touched another woman since the night you went to the movies with that asshole when you were seventeen.”
I felt her shoulders shake as she sobbed, and I scooped my hands under her and pulled her onto my lap.
“I’m so sorry, Caleb. You have no idea how much I wish I could say the same.”
“It’s OK, Abby. As much as I fuckin’ hate the idea of any other man touching you, I think it’s made me see things from your perspective. Before, I knew you were hurt because I’d been with other women, but I didn’t truly understand just how much damned pain I caused you. I get it now.”
She wrapped her arms around my neck and clung to me as she whispered, “All these years, I never understood how you could love me back then, yet still be with someone else. I get it now, too.”
