After Hades put Andrew to bed in the other room, he stepped back inside and approached the bed.
I never asked if I could sleep over, but I wasn’t leaving unless he explicitly told me to. If I had it my way, I would just live there forever. I wouldn’t even go back to get my clothes. I grabbed the baby monitor off the nightstand and flicked it on.
Silence.
He stopped in front of me and grabbed the top of his sweatpants.
I stared at his perfect physique and felt my heart race as I waited for him to reveal more.
He dug his thumbs into his waistband and then pushed his bottoms off until he was naked. He was already hard, like he already had something in mind. “I want that blow job.”
This was the Hades I missed, the authoritative, bossy man who wasn’t afraid to tell me what he wanted because he wasn’t afraid to want me in the first place. He’d spent so much time acting like I meant nothing to him, probably wanting to believe his own lie. But he’d now stopped doing that and wore his desires on his sleeve.
It was already a major improvement.
I would gladly suck his dick every night if he would be my husband again.
I pulled his t-shirt over my head so I was just in my pink thong. I wasn’t as confident as I used to be because the stretch marks over my stomach and thighs were so noticeable on my body, but all those doubts disappeared when he looked at me like that. He could spend his evening with anyone else, but he was there with me.
Just me.
I slid off the bed and fell to my knees in front of him on the rug. I positioned myself before him and grabbed both of his hips. He was hard as a statue, so tall and straight, he seemed to be made out of marble instead of flesh.
I began by pressing a gentle kiss to his balls.
He took a deep breath at the initial touch, as if that was exactly the spot he wanted me to kiss first. His hand moved to my shoulder, and he squeezed me gently before his fingers moved into my hair and wrapped it around his hand to fist it. “You want to be my wife again?”
“Yes…”
His hand moved to the bottom of my chin, and he gently pushed down so my mouth would open wide. Then he grabbed the base of his dick and prepared to push it inside my throat. “Then prove it.”
27
Hades
Sofia and I fell into a routine where she would come over several nights a week and we’d spend the evening in my bedroom, having dinner and spending time with Andrew. When he fell asleep, we’d put him in his crib in the other room and then have our own fun in bed.
Now that I’d agreed to give her another chance and knew how sorry she was, I started to trust her again. I wanted to be mad at her forever, but I simply couldn’t. I could read people well, and I knew her act of contrition was true. She came to Florence to kill Maddox, and after that was done, I’d rejected her love, but she didn’t give up on me.
She knew I’d been out with other women, but she still didn’t give up on me.
She lied to me. She manipulated me.
But it was all to get me back.
That was the reason I had faith in us again. It would’ve been easy for her to find a new husband and move on. I’d said a lot of cruel things to her that were unforgivable, but she still put up with me.
She wasn’t loyal before, but she was now.
But every day, she told me she loved me…and I couldn’t say it back.
She never asked me about it. Never showed a look of rejection every time I ignored her confession. She let me hold my silence and never asked me to break it.
Andrew cried a couple times during the night, so Sofia was in and out of the room to feed him and rock him. He wasn’t usually a fussy baby, but that night, he wanted attention. I had to work in the morning, so I let her take care of it.
When my alarm went off the next morning, I showered and got ready for work while Sofia continued to sleep. Instead of going back to work full time right away, she chose to spend most of her time with Andrew, so she usually slept in, then left while I was gone.
I had a meeting at the bank, so I put on a suit and tie then opened my drawer where my collection of watches laid. I usually grabbed a different one every day, and the one Sofia gave me was off to the side in a whole different pile. I stared at it and considered slipping it on my wrist, but something stayed my hand.