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Scorpio Rising 4
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This is what she does to me.
It’s only when I am apart from her. When my brains strays, when my mind betrays me. When real thoughts disappear when I start thinking about how we use to be. She will go to the market, to the mall, to the bathroom and against better judgment I would be there at the party, there at the show, the reel in my head reminding me that it will never leave. So instead of keeping it in. I made a promise to tell her everything.
It’s part of our new and exciting attempt to be happy. Our attempt at happy ever after. Stepping out of the shower I get her towel and dry her off. I start with her legs, patting her down as she laughs….
“Honey you don’t have to do that…”
“I want to….”
That was the end of that.
North the fluffy towel roams. And she laughs shy almost like maybe we first met or better that first weekend, when everything is new and you have an idea and you are not quite sure where you stand. Dry except her hair, she makes her way to the bedroom in search of one of those frilly girlie dresses her old self never would have worn. I dry off and change beating her to the door.
We walk out of the bedroom holding hands like newlyweds would. Stopping to kiss her and get a quick feel of her full warm breasts in the hallway before we great our family. So complete the feel of the kiss, soft at first barest feel of her tongue, it’s that switch that slight chemical change that turns the kiss from soft and sweet to intense. I hear these little feet slowly creeping up then I feel his little arms around my leg. We stop kissing and scoop him up. She has the lower Half I have the upper as we swing him around. His laughs and squeals bringing us back down to reality. Marco’s baby talk going a mile a minute. He says. Nay mommy, mama. Something more about the Doodle Bops. We hear him. And we smile at each other.
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Bravo.
excellant update.. cant wait to read more… and marrage sound like a good idea…lol
You are AMAZING
Carmens confession was very honest. Their talk real. Wonderful chap.
this is cute, sweet, cool, sexy, evrything!!!!!!!!!! and you words are so deep lol i love this fic I’ve told you that a 100 times this is my fave fic and still is love ittttttADICT
What’s with Carmen and blue bikinis? ;) Anywho, I loved seeing Shane and Marco bond. . . hearing her teach him about the sun, sunrise, and nightmares (a demon she, herself, had to overcome). . . seeing her teach him self-reliance (by giving him a chance to open the fridge, letting him grab his own juice box, providing, not just comfort from his nightmares, but also a tool to use against them). In SR2 Shane spoke of teaching him “how to keep his head up. How you look people in the eye. How to be kind. I teach him respect; I talk to him about honor about love,” and with those very lines, my respect for Shane grew a ten-fold. She’s teaching him, building his character, and those are some of the greatest things a parent can ever do for a child. The tremendous love she has for this child is truly awesome–and I don’t mean it as in “cool” I mean it as in “overwhelming, virtuous, and mighty”. The rest of the update, like, the Carmen stuff, wasn’t too bad, I guess. Who am I kidding? It was a-fricken-mazing and pretty damn hot.
YOU=GODDESS OF FANFICTION
They had alot more to process than I realized. You did a great job their talk and honesty. I feel like they can start over, however the past will always be there.