Conrad starred deeply into his wife's eyes. She was looking back at him in a way she hadn't in such a long time, he could barely believe it. It seemed like an eternity had passed since the whole David Clarke situation. He knew she would probably never forgive him, but somehow, her hatred for him seemed to have diminished.
It had been awhile since he decided to start treating her kindly and to forgive her for cheating on him. He made this decision because, after all, what he really wanted was to have her back. Maybe this had an effect on her too.
For a few weeks, recently, the way she talked to him had gotten nicer, less bitter. Sometimes she even touched him kindly. Something was definitely changing between them.
They were in her bedroom. The house was empty. Daniel was at Emily's and Charlotte was at a party. They had stayed up late talking about the preparations for their upcoming party. After a few glasses of wine, they were both laughing and talking like the old times.
-You look beautiful tonight, Victoria. – He changed his tone, looking at her serious.
She looked down and he could see a smile form in the corner of her mouth. She had forgotten how nice it could be to spend time with Conrad. Her heart had long ago given up on working on their relationship, but recently, she had been giving in to his attempts to approach her. Victoria herself didn't really know why. Maybe she was tired of hate. Maybe she was tired of loneliness. Maybe she just wanted to feel loved.
Her care for him was bigger than she could ever admit to herself. Since she knew about him cheating on her with Lydia, the pain she felt for the betrayal kept her from letting herself feel anything good for him, but, deep down, she knew she still felt something, even if just the spark of a feeling for her husband.
On that particular evening, the recognition of that feeling was clearer than before. At some point, she decided to let it flow and not repress it. Her cheeks were blushing and Conrad took a step closer.
-Conrad… I miss you. - She whispered as he leaned in and kissed her passionately. She put her arms around him and intensified the kiss. She was sitting down and he was standing, so when he got closer she spread her legs for him. He grabbed her by the waist and lifted her up from the chair.
Victoria wrapped her legs around him, kissing his neck and grabbing his hair. Conrad pulled her against the wall and slid his hands under her black dress. She moaned in his ear.
-I want you, Victoria- he said in a breath. Her legs still around him and her feet not anywhere near the floor.
He teased her with his fingers, making her arch her back against the cold wall. There was nothing stopping them now. After years without even touching each other, their thirst for one another in that moment was awakened and came with full force. She unzipped his pants and let him inside her. In perfect synchrony, they both moaned without caring how loud they were. Conrad came first, but kept going until Victoria hit her climax a few seconds later.
He then carried her to the bed, where they laid resting in each other's arms for a few moments. It didn't last too long though. When Victoria smiled at him and caressed his cheek, Conrad leaned in for a gentle kiss, but she pulled him closer, wanting more. So they went on and on that night. The Grayson couple found love again.