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A/n; here's chapter two, sorry about the spelling and grammar but I will sort it. Johanna may be a bit OCC in this chapter but it's needed for the later story. So enjoy and tell me what you think, no pressure. I won't be holding chapters ransom for reviews, they'll come as I finish them.
Warning heavy, rough sex scene in this chapter, so fair warning.
Chapter 2
Peeta's POV.
Talks.
Where in the bakery, my father, mother and brothers at the train station collecting a bakery delivery. Surprisingly my family has accepted Johanna openly though I didn't think it would be a problem with my father or brother but the bigger surprise was my mother. Well after Johanna put her in her place the day she moved to strike me, needless to say I was also taught a lesson that night about defending myself. Johanna for someone in her condition is still extremely strong and incredibly insatiable in bed. Not that I'm complaining. Finnick and Annie are here too, district fours victors Snow allowed them to travel, well all the victors are allowed but Annie and Finn are really good people and in the past four days since there arrival they welcomed me. Though at the beginning they or Finnick did warn me. To him Johanna is a sister, one he loves and looks after much as Haymitch does for him and the others. All victors look out for each other and he told me that seeing Johanna she was more happy than before and I was warned. Hurt her I die, no need for Snow Finnick will kill me and I believe him but after I told him I love her, about the baby we gotten on great and together we've devolved a bro-romance and Finnick and Annie are great people. We're all talking freely when a loud voice breaks the atmosphere.
"Mellark!"
at the sound of my name being called, Johanna, I, Finnick and Annie turn to see a very pissed of Gale standing in the door to the bakery.
"We need to talk, Now!" well this isn't unexpected, needless to say I've been waiting for it, for him, Mrs Everdeen or even Primrose to rip me a new one. Guess I can't put it off any longer. Sparing a glance at the others, a slight worried look from Finn and Annie I give Johanna a small smile and squeeze her hand just to reassure her before getting up and walking over to Gale. Walking out before him we both stop, Johanna's voice coming calm and strong.
"Hawthorne!" we both turn to see Johanna still sitting there twirling the spoon in her tea. "If my man comes back with one scratch on his face... I chop you fucking balls off, feed them to you and bury you in that forest you like so much." she dead-pans and for a second we're all left speechless before she smiles sweetly at us.
"Right..." awkward silence ensues because we all know Johanna isn't lying. Walking away from the bakery, rounding the corners of the merchant street we come to the merchant side of the meadow, the sun shining brightly casting a blinding glare from the fresh covering of snow.
"Alright... go ahead-" Fuck that hurt as he sucks in a sharp breath.
"You got a hard head Mellark. Fuck that hurt." rubbing his hand, thats going to leave a mark on both of us. Rubbing my jaw I just stare at him, waiting for the barrage of abuse.
"Your a fucking idiot, do you know that Mellark?" I just look at him, still rubbing my jaw. Bending down I shovel some snow into the gloves I hand, effectively forming an ice pack that I hold to my jaw. The cold snow instantly relieving some of the hot, stinging pain. "Katniss is a fucking wreck after everything, Christ the most she does is walk around the forest silently crying." this is news to me because every-time she been in my sight all I get is her scowl and a look of disgust. I decide to tell Gale this.
"News to me, most I get is a scowl and or a look of disgust-"
"Of course you do, Catnip isn't one for showing her emotions-"
"Yet she has no problem showing them around you or anyone else for that matter but me."
"i fucking told her, the moment she came back that seam and merchant-"
"Don't even go there Gale with the whole seam and merchant. You'd be the biggest fucking Hypocritical bastard I'd know then, do you think that you and Delly are hiding anything from anyone?" this sends him recoiling back, he believed that no one would know about him and Delly but Delly has been my sister since we where in diapers. I notice right away when she started dating, more happier and bubblier.
"What? How the fuck did you know about that?"
"Well you and Katniss aren't the only ones that have been friends for most of their lives. That and Delly with a few drinks in her tells you anything. So if you ever want the true from her, just offer her a few drinks... she can't stop talking then."
"Right... though honestly Mellark, what the fuck where you thinking when you went to that Manson girl?"
"Johanna, you'll get away with calling me Mellark as though it's an insult but start calling Johanna that and I'll fucking kill you." standing straight and staring right into his eye's he nods. "As to what I was thinking when I went to Johanna, nothing really only to drown my sorrows away after what she said."
"Come on Mellark you telling me that a little hot headedness from Katniss is enough to send you running? You really don't know her-"
"Hot headedness I can deal with gale, I was since after the games but let me ask you tow things, first what did she tell you."
"That she call you weak, shouted a few other obscenities ending with her telling you she hated you."
"Right so she told you the best, watered down version anyone could pull from what really happened." walking away and sitting on a bench, one of the few that dotes the meadow.
"Second question, imagine if you went into the games with Delly, if you where already in love with her and won together only to come out and find she faked it all. You'd be upset, right?" he nods. "OK, so imagine on the tour you got talking, tried to get to know her as a friend-"
"What's the question/"
"The question is what would you do if she told you that you where a weak, small man that couldn't think for himself. That only won the games because a poor seam girl took pity on his pathetic life. That she never loved me, that she only tolerated me and if she could go back she would kill me and be free of me from her life. What would you do if Delly compared you to me and said that you'll never measure up to him and that if she was going to have a future, that included marriage and kids she have it with you not someone who would do a piss poor job of protecting his family. What would you think or do?" he thinks for a second before responding just like I thought he would.
"i wouldn't have had a one-night stand." I stand again moving my way back to the bakery, Gale following me I think about everything and how best to explain it. Finally as we get to the corner of the bakery where I lean up against the wall I speak.
"Neither did I..." he looks at me slightly confused and I decide its time to tell him the whole truth. "I never went to her house to simply get back at Katniss, I went there to forget her... or at least try... I was angry, hurt and realised that a life between me and Katniss wasn't going to happen. We got drinking and... well." I don't need to shove that in his face. "We met again, during the capitol party, nothing happened but we talked for hours. Wasting away the night together and I think in those hours that's when I think I started to fall for her. As I did Katniss and I pulled away from each other, she grew more distant and I'm not saying that all the blame lies with her because it doesn't but I'm hoping you can see why I fell."
"You know Mellark I came here hating you, really fucking hating what you've done to Katniss but... your to fucking hard to hate. While I'm not saying what you did was right because it was fucking shitty of you I can understand how and why it happened and... as much as it is for me to say it... I can commend you for staying with her. I know a few men that would leave-"
"it's not going to happen Gale, as much as I still love Katniss I'm with Johanna... Finnick describe it the best."
"Hows that?"
"She snuck up on me."
"Huh... Katniss said the same... I should hate you but I don't, to much work for that but I will say this, Katniss isn't one to give something up lightly when she realises she wants it so." we come back around from the corner of the bakery and for a brief moment I thought I saw someone. Though the way Gale is standing its apparently the end of our conversation. "She's going to fight for you, try and win you back." I just look at him, him telling me that Katniss would fight for me was a big surprise but I can't let that interfere with what Johanna and I have. My father raised me to stand by my choices, to make my mistakes right and while it was a mistake with the conception of mine and Johanna's baby what me and Johanna had built over the last month was something... recently I was feeling something more towards her. Something that I hadn't even felt while I thought I had Katniss.
-At that moment, Johanna who had been the person Peeta thought he saw was by the window in the empty kitchen listening to everything being said. Tears slowly rolled down her cheeks, though for Johanna this wasn't the norm. no she wasn't the girl to cry at something like this but what with the pregnancy, the hormones running through her she chalked the tears up to them alone. She just didn't want to admit to herself that this past month she had fallen heavily for Peeta Mellark, she didn't, couldn't admit that she had fallen of that ledge the night they spent together because doing that meant actually loving someone again and the last people she loved, her family had been ripped out of her life. For Johanna Manson love was a big weakness that she couldn't afford yet here she was crying over the fact that Katniss was going to try and get Peeta back, that she might loose him. Angrily she leaves the bakery, telling Finn and Annie she's going home or back to Peeta's at that moment the place didn't feel like home. Something she had become joyous about, finally she belonged somewhere that felt somewhat like a home should. The feeling was that foreign she doubted whether she would ever truly feel it. If only she had stayed that bit longer, she would have heard what Peeta explained to Gale.-
I finished telling him everything and while looking slightly shocked at me for a second he extended his hand and we both shook. While we may never be friends we can, at least be civilised around each other.
"As I said Peeta, to fucking hard to hate but Katniss will hate you... that I'm sure of. So be sure that the choice you make is the right one, that in ten years you won't resent that choice-"
"You don't need to worry about that Gale because I won't. I know I won't." he gave a curt nod before leaving and I made my way back into the bakery. My dad and brothers having returned from the train station and with the help of Finn and Annie are laughing and enjoying the company and help but looking around I can't spot Johanna. It's Annie who speaks to me.
"She went back to your place, she came out from the kitchen after getting some fresh air and said she needed to leave. I don't think Finn could tell but she had been crying which isn't like Johanna. Is everything ok between you guys?" at once every worst scenario goes throw my head but the one that sticks is that person I thought I saw and quickly leaving the bakery to where me and Gale where talking I see it. The small opened window into the back of the bakery, right into the kitchen that would let you hear everything.
Oh shit. Quickly leaving the store, not explaining anything to anyone but asking for a few hours alone between me and Johanna I take off running towards victor village as fast as I can go on my legs while watching my footing on the ice.
Bursting through the front door I call out for Johanna but get no response, instead only hearing the muffled sobs and crashing about upstairs. Leaping the stairs in twos I rush into our bedroom, Johanna shoving cloths into a duffel bag, a suitcase open as well on the floor. Shocked I just stand there for a second, watching, noticing the tears streaking down her cheeks. In all the time I had know, been with and seen Johanna never had she cried and I know somehow I must have royally screwed up bad to break her in this way.
"Johanna..." she doesn't stop but more forcefully and with anger shoves more into the bag. Walking over I grab her wrist, gently but firmly I stop her only to have her roughly shake me off.
"Don't fucking touch me Peeta! Just help me fucking pack!"
"What!...Why!" I yell in horror and hurt.
"Don't you dare why me Mellark, I heard your little talk with Hawthorne, his explanation of how Katniss is going to get you back." she tears her eye's away from me, turning her back and shoving more things into the suitcase though they hardly going in. "Fucking should have know... Fucking hormones lead me to believe that anyone could actually like me, love me but it's all a fucking lie! You are just like the capitol fucks! Use me and throw me away like trash. Well fuck you Mellark, go and have your little love-y dove-y life with Everdeen me and my child will be gone and won't get in your way..." she slams the suitcase shut but it won't stay, I know in that moment that she heard everything but me defending my choice to be with her to Gale, that I've rejected the life with Katniss. Yes it's something I can't denie that I haven't dreamt of but the fact remains that Johanna is pregnant with my child and I will love and take care of that child... I will make things work between Johanna and I, I'll start here and now.
"Arggggg, fucking case won't close! Whatever send me my things to seven!" She turns and bumps past me but I quickly stop her, moving in front of her and slamming the door shut.
"No! Your not going anywhere." I shake my head, refusing to move.
"Move Peeta, I'm stronger than you, so fucking move or I'll make you."
"Go for it." I defiantly state and for a brief moment anger, pure hatred towards me as she tries just that to move me. Gripping my shoulder tightly, knowing her she's going to try and throw me I bring my arms up inside hers and firmly push outwards breaking her grasp before grabbing her face and roughly pulling her into me. Our lips crushing together, she's so shocked that for a second she does nothing but then the anger returns and she tries to push me off her but I'm not letting her win, not this time. Wrapping my arms around her, pinning her;s to her side but not to hard I walk us back over to the bed, pushing her down and pinning her arms above her head I shove the suitcase off send the contents everywhere while I loom over her.
"Peeta let me the fuck go!"
"Not going to happen Johanna, not this time." I bend down and kiss her, she bites my lip hard drawing blood. "Don't care, your going to listen to me." kicking her legs apart, still holding her arms above her I step between them right at the edge of the bed now before continuing. "I know you've been a very bad girl, eavesdropping in on conversations and I know you did listen to the whole thing-"
"No need to, I heard what he said and what you didn't..."
"No you heard him talking, if you would have waited you would have heard me tell him what was going to happen."
"Oh and what the fuck is that?" asking me sarcastically.
"No, No, No... you have to earn that answer Miss Manson..." seductively whispering it in her ear, letting my free hand trail down her chest between her breast feeling her shiver as I do. "do you know how you do that?" she shakes her head in response but already I can see the lust taking hold.
"Your not to object or try and stop me... anything goes and I..." sucking sweetly, greedily at her collar bone enticing a moan from her. "i am going to make you cum so much that you won't be able to move let alone leave the house, I'm going to eat your sweet, wet pussy driving you mad and have you begging for it before I finally fuck you." nipping at her, her head vigorously nodding.
""Fuuuuuuuuck..." letting go of her wrist I grab the front of her blouse and rip it open, chuckling to my self.
"It seems that you enjoy have me rip your cloths off you, no?"
"Shut up and just-" I press a finger to her lips, silencing her.
"Nope not aloud to argue, only feel..." I let my words trail off as my mouth closes over her nipple causing her back to arch off the bed and press into me more.
Johanna's POV.
He sucks hard, rolling my hardened peak between his teeth, nipping at it sending jolts of pleasure surging through my upper body. My lower body aching for attention but this is a totally different side to Peeta and one I find I'm loving though he does award my moan. Trailing his hand down, latching onto the waist band of my trouser before slipping past them and cupping his strong hand over my sex. Ever so agonizingly but so delightful massaging me and I feel myself quickly becoming wetter than ever before. Ax much a I hate it, I love it as he reduces me I nto nothing but a whimpering mass id burning desire, willing him to take me hard and make me forget everything that's happened but this Peeta is taking his only pleasure in watching me squirm beneath him.
"Fuck me Johanna, you soaked..."
"yes for you, now do... AHHH!" my sweet prays are answer as, just shifting my cotton panties to the side he slides one of his fingers into my burning core working me up at a fast pace. I want more, more of him but he isn't letting me get off that easily and slowly he stops, withdrawing his finger from me I whimpering all over again at the sudden loss. Slowly he withdraws his hand from between my legs, brings his finger to him mouth before, greedily sucking my juices arousing my pent up sex drive even more. Cleaning his finger he doesn't swallow, no he kisses me full on the lips driving his tongue into my mouth, giving me a taste of myself on his tongue and like the submissive little bitch he's reduced me to I eagerly suck his tongue into my mouth, drinking my own juices from him. It turns me one like nothing else, somehow I feel as though I've marked him mine, that he's done it for me and know...
well know I think he's going to show me that I'm his and nobodies else's. Pulling away from me he whispers into my ear.
"Now... I'm going to eat you until your nothing but a quivering mess, then and only after you've come I'm going to fuck you..." god..., him dirty sex talk, he has my juices running, pooling between me before, without warning his head dives between my legs and I feel his tongue thrust into me.
"Ahhhhh!" I can't stop the moan, screams that leave me, my whole body shaking as he works his tongue in and out. His fingers slowly teasing me before rubbing hard circles around my clit. In no time he has my body shaking, the moans and gasp coming out as incoherent blabber, understand it as the only language a world shattering orgasm can make me speak and even then he doesn't let up. Panting heavy, eye's rolling and stars dancing around me I slowly come down from the orgasm, content to lay there in that bliss but as he said he was going to fuck me senseless because I feel him, his thick length slide into me not a second latter and I groan or growl at length as my walls stretch to accommodate him. Though he hardly gives me time as he withdraws leaving only the tip in before slamming back into me, starting at an agonizingly slow pace before picking up speed fucking me at a dizzying pace.
"Mo... gah... hah... more!" I scream, wanting more, wanting all he has to offer and he doesn't disappoint me shifting both my legs over his shoulder and pounder deeper and harder into me.
"Ohhh!... hmmmmm, GOD!... hah!... PEETA!" I lose all train of thought, only having one feeling coursing through my body. Pleasure, uncontrollable, unbidden pleasure racking my body over and over again, every single time he thrust into me my body is jolted into pleasure spasms until in a long continuous jolt I feel him release deep with in me. Moaning my name out, groaning before I finally succumbed to the pleasure and quickly passed out into the beautiful oblivion he promised me.
Waking up next I'm alone in bed, dressed in a silk gown of mine. The covers, changed and wrapped tightly around me as I rest my head on the fluffed pillow. Looking at the clock, the time staring back at me 730pm I've been asleep for almost 4 hours but after what Peeta did to me I needed that both the sleep and... that. Sliding my feet of the bed, pulling the robe laid out for me on, wincing at the slight pain between my legs but a welcome pain I walk to the door pausing as I realise the room is tidy. Not just of the remains of our love? Making, if you could call it that and not some animalistic fuck. I like the second one but I also notice and upon checking that all my clothes I'd roughly pack have been pressed and placed back into our shared drawers. Smirking at his neatness I leave the room, hearing a few pots clanging down stairs in the kitchen and just where I knew his is, he is bend over giving me a view of his perfect ass. Honestly how the hell he got like this, perfect body and everything I don't' know. Some-things I know girls would kill him for but he's mine, all mine. Quietly walking behind him I give him a big surprise.
"Nice ass Peeta!" slapping his ass and sitting down at the kitchen table. He jumps, eye's wide and alarmed looking at me almost afraid.
"Johanna... are you... are you ok?" I'm asked, worry laced into his words. Perhaps he thought he would have hurt me, took things to far but honestly that was the hottest thing ever and oh dear god I'd love a repeat at some point. So that what I tell him.
"Peeta, apart from the sore spot between my legs, a sweet remind of the oblivion you promised and delivered to fuck me into that was the hottest thing ever and... at some point, I want a repeat." he just smiles that bright smile I've come to love about him and leans down, me meeting him half way and kissing him deeply.
"Love you Johanna." mumbling as he pulls away from me, I still chalk it up to hormones but I really do love him.
"you too." giving him one more kiss before we settle down to a smallish meal he prepared while I slept. Chicken, greens, and some roasted potatoes. Nothing to elaborate but simple and filling before we settle down onto the sofa, my head in his lap as he runs his fingers through my growing hair. I've let it grow out longer, reaching just below my shoulders but I don't think it'll be going longer though the massaging is divine and I find myself slowly drifting off before something Peeta said just before snaps me awake.
"Peeta?"
"Hmm?"
"What did you say to Hawthorne? You know about Everdeen."
"He told me that Katniss wasn't the person to give up on something she wanted. I told him that I love you and forgive me for getting really cheesy here but..." he takes a deep breath. "I want to marry you, raise our child together and remain together forever. I love you Johanna, I told Gale that, as well as telling him to tell Katniss she hasn't got a chance any-more. Too much has happened and you've become a permanent fixture in my heart. She can try all she want but until you tell me you don't want me, I'm yours and your mine." my heart swells at this and I grab his head pulling it him into a heated kiss.
"I'm yours and your mine... I'm sorry I didn't listen to you, I should have know."
"Yeah but hormones and everything I think we worked through it in our own way, no?"
"Most defiantly and as I said, repeat performances are a must, that was unbelievably fucking hot, sweaty and rough. Perfect." I sigh in contentment, glad and worry free that I have my baker boy here with me but all happy things can't last and a knock on the door is all it takes.
Both reaching the door, Katniss standing on the other side when we open it shocks us both and for a moment a flash of hatred crosses her eye's before covering it and smiling sweetly at us. Well at Peeta mainly.
"Katniss... what... what brings you here?" Peeta ask, coming back from his stumped stupor.
"i just wanted to talk, if thats all right?" the question in her voice, Peeta glancing at me and with a nod he lets her in, walking through to the kitchen.
"What did you want to talk about?" he ask, as I try to escape but he holds onto my waist. I thought they'd want some privacy but Peeta seems to be holding me still. Whether out of distrust for her or himself I don't know but I'll find out later. At the moment all I'm doing is holding onto MY man.
"I wanted to apologise, to you and Johanna. I've been a bitch and I know that. I pushed you away, which lead to this... so I'm sorry Peeta." though it doesn't seem to me as though she apologising for being a bitch but more rather like she apologising for him being stuck with me. Glancing at Peeta, I can't read him but I think he's thought along the same lines, nodding curtly he thanks Katniss and she explains she needs to head back home. I tell I'll walk her out, alone and Peeta doesn't object.
As I close the kitchen door, walking through the hall to the front door Katniss finally speaks her mind.
"You don't deserve him." flatly, almost as though it where a fact.
"No I don't but I do know I'm more deserving of him than you." her face slowly morphs into anger as we stop just outside the closed front door.
"He was never meant to be with you, what happened was a drunken mistake and Peeta being the good man he is, is just sticking with you because of her child he thinks is his." I lose it there, my hand stings and her face is red after slapping her with everything I have. Hard.
"Don't you dare accuse me of cheating on him, I wasn't the one to pretend to be in love with him only to run off into the woods with another guy. I didn't yell and abuse him mentally making him think of himself as less and man because I'll tell you this Katniss the fucking he gave me this afternoon, god he fuck me until I black out. This is his child and he is MINE. Get that through your dense skull girl on fire." her face hardens about me telling her what Peeta and I did today. Red like a tomato whether from embarrassment or anger I don't know but her words next I full understand.
"Listen Johanna, he was mine before anyone else's, before I knew it he was mine and I will have him back." she whips around leaving me staring daggers at her, fully understanding that for her she's willing to do anything to get Peeta back but to what lengths worries me slightly. Seeing her leave it's Finnick's voice that cuts through the growing darkness of night.
"Johanna?" I glance at him then back to Katniss, Finnick and Annie seeing her as her front door slams. "What did she want?"
"two things, where were you?"
"Haymitch's house."
"Right, tell Peeta I'll be back in a minute. I need to speak to Haymitch." I leave them confused and head to Haymitch's house, needing to unload everything onto someone. Bursting through his front door and into his living-roon I slump onto the sofa letting a large groan/ sigh out.
"Nice to see you to mummy jo." smirking at me.
"Fuck off grandpa."
"No! Not grandpa, uncle maybe..."
"Maybe..." I smirk, he tries to hide it but at heart Haymitch has a very big one but like most victors he keeps it locked away but one thing I found out, like me loves kids it's why he drinks so hard when the young ones are reaped.
"So what has you coming to my house, tiff with lover-boy? Your not! Getting a drink."
"Normally you'd be the first to offer."
"Normally I wouldn't have a pregnant girl in my house. So what was it, lover-boy getting to much/"
"Stop calling him that, his name is Peeta, MY PEETA!" he raises an eye in confusion about my sudden outburst before putting two and two together.
"Sweetheart came calling I guess."
"Yes, what the fuck is her problem!"
"You! You've got Peeta, the boy who loved her from afar, who made her." he sighs loudly before continuing. "The girl is dense about emotions, choosing not to believe them or to push them away because she believes them to be a weakness. I think she's sore after taking the boy for granted, for believing that he'd always be there in the background and now she's pissed that Peeta has found someone better deserving of him."
"Am I? I can't help but think of her words that this is all happening because of the baby-"
"It is all happening because of the baby but that is besides the point. The point is that Peeta is with you and yes it's part because of the child but you don't let yourself see."
"See what, acceptance?"
"No, love and that fact that he balances you out perfectly. Also the fact that compared to sweetheart, you do deserve him. That boy loves you and I'm sure he has told you many times before. One thing I learnt about the kid is that while he has a big heart that word is reserved only for those he truly loves and the way he looks, acts and speaks around you... it's disgusting sometimes, all that mushy crap..." he makes a gagging sound but I can't help the smile that over takes my face thinking about the times Peeta and I interact together and a sudden realisation hits me. He said it a lot, I love you three little words that mean so much when someone truly means them and I do truly mean them. So know I just have to say them but that leaves me with my biggest fear. The last time I love, my family Snow killed them all for my defiance and I know that I couldn't bare that again."
"Listen to me jo, you and sweetheart have a similar problem. Love. Both of you have lost someone, you more than her that you love and the prospect of loosing someone again is too much to bare but you'll always regret it if you don't go with it and become bitter. Sweetheart has come to realise that and is fighting for the boy but I'll let you into a secret that I... may not have told her." he leans closer to me before whisper to me loudly. "The fight is already lost. So stop worrying and go home." I get up without a word but the smile doesn't leave my face. "Oh and Johanna, you might want to tell the kid, you know that you love him." I still remain silent, though that decision was made a while ago. I do love Peeta and I will tell him. Heading back into our home, it becoming that now and the victor's house in seven being a distant tomb I walk into the living-room and straight into the arms of Peeta, taking him somewhat by surprise but never the less he holds me tightly and I sneak a sideways glance at Finn and Annie. Finn with his arm slung around Annie shoulder sitting on the sofa smiles at her before whispering something that she must agree with because of the smile she sends our way. Leaning up, pulling him tighter I speak into his ear, something only for him, something personal to me and him alone.
"I love you Peeta." backing away I look him in the ears, his slightly wide from my deceleration. Knowing that we'll speak later in private he settle for a light kiss before we settle down onto the single seat with me in his lap. Resting my head on his shoulder I sigh contently the night worries fading as I slowly drift off to the sound of his heart beat.
A/N; this chapter was getting to big, so I stopped it here and will continue on with the next one that shouldn't take long to update. Next chapter is the quell announcement and another encounter with Katniss for Peeta and Johanna. More drama.
Thanks and hope you enjoyed.