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“That’s fine, but he can’t sleep between us.”
“I have him. Now show me,” I urged, my heart pounding with anticipation.
Oliver pushed his chair back and braced his hands on the wooden arms, steadying himself as he rose. I bit my lip, trying to hold back the tears as he walked around the counter and back again without the aid of his walker.
“I’m so proud of you. You’re getting stronger every day,” I sniffled, unable to contain my emotions.
“My goal is to carry my beautiful wife into our bedroom by Valentine’s Day,” he declared, his voice filled with determination.
“You have time. What will you do once you get me there?” I asked, teasingly.
“You’ll just have to be patient, Mrs. Fox. It’s only two months away,” he replied with a wink.
“That’s no fair,” I pouted, crossing my arms.
Oliver chuckled, taking his seat and sliding back under the table. We finished breakfast, and I gave Trouble the last of my pancakes. He gobbled them up and then curled up in his bed by the terrace window. Oliver smiled at me and shook his head.
“I wonder what you’ll be like when we have children?”
I froze. “Oh shit.”
Oliver’s head shot up from his plate. “What’s the matter?”
“I forgot to pick up my prescription from the pharmacy. They called me twice,” I confessed, panic rising in my voice.
“Which prescription?” he asked, concern etched on his face.
“My pills. I haven’t taken them in two days, and we’ve had a lot of sex.”
“So, what’s the problem?” Oliver asked, his brow furrowing in confusion.
“I’m not ready to be a mother. I wanted some time with you. I wanted to let our marriage sink in and to get to know you again,” I explained, my voice trembling.
“We do know each other, Ryleigh. You don’t forget.”
“But we’re both different than before.”
“Well, you are a little rougher around the edges, but some of the bitchiness is wearing off,” he teased, a smirk playing on his lips.
I glared at him, trying to suppress a smile. “Fuck you Fox.”
“Is that an offer for sex? Because I’ll take it,” Oliver said with a sly grin.
“You want to go back to bed? We just got up a little while ago,” I replied, laughing.
“Since when does that stop you?”
“There is something I’d like to do,” I said, my voice softening.
“And that is?” Oliver asked.
“Take a bath with you.”
Oliver groaned. “You just made me hard.”
I rolled my eyes. “I said a bath, not sex.”
“Why can’t we do both?”
