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"Oh, wow! That's what I call a nice surprise!" Tom exclaimed breathlessly as he rolled over to lie next to his wife in that tiny bed.

Lynette nodded, wiping some sweat away from her forehead with her hand. They were both panting exhausted, but very satisfied after a session of passionate and wild sex.

The truth is that something had been bothering Lynette for days. After that kiss she had been running away from for so long, a sharp, tickling pain in her most private parts had been tormenting her. She knew exactly what it meant, but she had chosen to ignore it or tell herself that there had to be another explanation for her strange arousal.

You've been alone for over a month. You miss him. That's all.

As the days went by, she had realized that it was impossible to ignore it. It was there whenever she saw a couple on the street or whenever she heard one of the ridiculously frequent sexual innuendos on TV. But even worse – it became stronger whenever the memories of a certain night popped randomly into her head, no matter how hard she had tried to forget them, or when she bumped into a very specific neighbor she absolutely did not want to run into.

Yet Lynette was a reasonable woman. Therefore, she decided to do what any reasonable woman in her situation would do. She asked her boss for a day off. Taking advantage of the fact that both her youngest children were still at school, she drove a long way to pay a visit to her husband on campus. She had calculated everything – Gabrielle, whose nice went to the same school, would pick Parker and Penny up, and she would be back on Wisteria Lane by the early evening.

Her plan had worked perfectly. Not a single thing had gone out of control. As she was lying on that bed next to Tom, she felt proud of herself in the inside. It had been a great idea to relieve her sexual tension with the right person. Some silent minutes went by, during which both of them tried to catch their breath.

"You still haven't told me what made you come here so suddenly" he pointed out.

Lynette ran a hand through her wet hair before replying.

"Nothing. It was just… spontaneous. I hadn't seen you for a month and… well, a woman has her needs too"

Tom chuckled.

"Oh, I see" he ran his finger along her stomach with a smirk "The hormones must be driving you crazy"

Like a reflex, Lynette's eyes became reddish when she heard that reference to her pregnancy. She knew she had done nothing wrong, but she still could not help but feel terribly guilty whenever she thought of her abortion.

"What is it?" he looked into her eyes questioningly.

Making an effort not to cry and to ignore the lump she could feel in her throat, she began her explanation.

"Actually, there's something you should know. I'm – not pregnant anymore"

Tom frowned, unable to understand.

"What do you mean?"

She blinked back the tears, avoiding his gaze. Tom put his strong arm around her, encouraging her to go on.

"I had a miscarriage" she finally said, as a stray tear wetted her face.

After the initial shock, Tom held Lynette's chin in his hand, forcing her to face him.

"When did it happen?" he wanted to know.

"Not long ago" she answered.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

She looked away from him.

"I didn't want to worry you. You're a student now; you have other things to worry about"

"Lynette, you're always much more important to me than my studies or anything else" he said to her seriously, putting one of her blonde locks behind her ear.

She covered her face with her hand, feeling some strange kind of dizziness. A few seconds passed before she talked.

"A part of me was scared that you would be… disappointed in me"

This time, she was not lying. In fact, the reason why she had not told him the truth about how she had lost her babies was exactly that. She knew that he would be very angry if he found out that she had had an abortion.

Tom caressed his wife's cheek and kissed her forehead once more.

"How could I be disappointed in you?" he whispered softly "It wasn't your fault. The most important thing to me is that you're alright. But damn, you should have told me before! You must have been going through hell and you didn't even let me stand by your side"

"No, Tom, I'm fine" she assured him.

"Well, I guess in some way it was for the best. Of course, I'm not at all pleased it happened. Looking on the bright side, now you can focus on your career and on the children we already have. I just wish you had had enough faith in me to tell me before"

Between the tears, Lynette managed to force a smile. She kissed Tom's lips tenderly.

"You're such a wonderful man!"

"Well, I have a wonderful woman" he said as he kissed her back.

However, at the back of Lynette's mind a deep feeling of guilt was starting to take over. And for more than one reason.

To be continued…