The Rest of My Life With You
A/N : Hello again! This story picks up where Journey To Happiness left off, so if you haven't read it you might want to. I will refer to J.T.H sometimes and you might not know what's going on if you haven't read it. I'm not quite ready to follow a weekly schedule with this story just yet but I thought I'd give you a taste of what's to come. As always reviews are much appreciated. They inspire me to keep going. I love your feedback and ideas.
Daylight
As I lie in the meadow I can feel the warm summer breeze against my skin.I can hear laughter in the background that fills me with greater warmth than the breeze provides. As I open my eyes I can see the daisies swaying as if they're dancing to music only they can hear. The golden sun light filters through the leaves of the willow tree I am laying under .
"Come play with us lazy-bones." Peeta says as he approaches me and begins nuzzling my neck with his nose.
"Uggh you're all sweaty. Get off of me." I say playfully.
"You love me." He says kissing my lips.
He's right I do love him, sweat and all. As I lay there in marital bliss I can't help but think of how far we've come. It seems like only yesterday that we weren't even speaking. A situation created by terrible communication and years of hurt feelings. As we kiss I can hear giggling in the background and then "EWWW, yuck!"
Peeta takes his lips off mine and goes to the sound, "What do you mean ewww? You should be happy I love your mommy so much." he says chasing two small children around the trunk of the willow tree. The golden light from the meadow is gleaming in my eyes and I can't make out the children's faces. They're just out of my reach. The light gets brighter and brighter until I can't see anything except it's glow. This is when I wake up confused by my happiness.
As I awaken I'm staring into Peeta's crystal blue eyes. This is one of my favorite changes to my life since our wedding a month ago. Every morning I get to wake up with Peeta's arms surrounding me or his eyes staring into mine.
"Good morning." He whispers while brushing a piece of hair from my eyes. "You were smiling in your sleep."
"I was?" I say groggily, "well that's a nice change from the screaming I usually do." I joke and kiss his forehead.
"What were you dreaming about?" he asks.
I hesitate to answer him. I know how badly Peeta wants kids and the idea is out of the question for me. I'm taken by surprise that I had such a pleasant dream including children because I'm usually terrified by the thought. The topic of children has come up often over the past few years. Peeta always argues that I'd be a great mother and that the world is safe for kids now. I always argue that safety is unstable and so am I. This is why I can't let him in on the real focus of my dream. Instead I tell him…
"You." I'm not technique lying, I think to myself. " I was dreaming about you. You're even making me smile in my sleep." I say kissing his neck and rising from the bed.
"Wait! Where are you going." he groans.
"To take a shower." I strip off the t-shirt and underwear I was wearing and enter the bathroom.
"You can't kiss me, take off you're cloths and then walk away. That's cruel! " He yells from the bedroom.
"My Mom, Annie, and the baby will be here any minute." I yell from the shower.
"And…"
"And I don't want to traumatize my mom and Annie by having them walk in on us... you know."
I begin to let the warm water of the shower wash the sleep from my eyes.I hear the bathroom door close behind me as Peeta brushes his teeth.
"They were both newlyweds once. They'll understand." he mumbles with a mouth full of tooth paste.
I peek out of the shower at him while he rinse his mouth out. His unruly hair is flopping in his eyes. The grey pajama bottoms he wears hang on his hips in a way that make me feel warm to my core. I love everything about his body and it's even more of a turn on to me that no one will ever get to have him again except for me. Peeta catches me staring at him and gets a cocky smirk on his face.
"What are you looking at?" he says in a low sexy voice.
"I was just thinking about how filthy you look."
"Really?" he says as he slowly approaches the shower.
" Mmhmm. I would be rude to greet guest when you're so dirty. You should probably take a shower." I whisper as I remove his pajama bottoms.
"Well I wouldn't want to be rude." He replies before joining me in the shower and capturing my mouth in his.
A/N : As I said it's just a little taste of what's to come but I hope you liked it. Thanks for reading and please review, favorite, and follow if you are interested . :)
