She woke up feeling twice as tired as before she went to sleep. She rolled over in the large bed only to find the place beside her was emtpy. She sat up looking around the room, but there was no sign of Chucky anywhere.
She rolled out of the bed and immediately rushed to the door was open a little ways and she could here the water running in the shower. Steam slipped out of the crack left in the door. She glanced at the bedroom door which hung open and the clock on the table told her the twins wouldn't be up for at least another hour.
She took a deep breath and reached for the door knob. Her fingers closer around the cool metal and she hesitated. Was she ready for this? It had been a long time since she'd been with him like this and while she wasn't uncomfortable with him sex had always been a personal and intimate thing for her.
Before she could talk herself out of it she pushed open the door and stepped into the bathroom. The small room was full of steam and at least twenty degrees hotter than the rest of the house. She hesitated a minute before carefully closing the door and locking it behind her. She tugged her shirt over her head dropping it on the floor, and her pj pants followed.
She opened the glass door to the shower and stepped inside. It took a minute for him to realize she was behind him, but when the door clicked shut he turned around to face her.
"Tiff..."
She silenced him with a kiss and it only took a minute for his arms to wrap around her. He pulled her flush against him under the spray of the hot water. One arm wrapped tight around her waist the other arm braced against the wall behind her. She slid her hands up his chest feeling the smooth hard planes of skin and warm, wet water until she could slip her fingers into his hair. He pulled back to kiss down across her chin and down her neck. He nipped at her neck before he spoke.
"So, you love me now?" He asked.
"Shut up." She said giving him a hard shove.
"Oh, I remember this." He said pushing her back not quite as hard.
She shook her hed giving him a harder shove and he laughed before pushing back a a little harder. This went on for a few playful shoves until finally, he grabbed her arm and spun her around pinning her between his body and the wall of the shower. He bit her shouler and kissed up the column of her neck. His long slender fingers traced down the curve of her spine. His other hand gripped her hair pulling her head back.
"It's been a long time Tiff." He said.
She bit her lip but didn't reply. He was kissing across her shoulders and she was enjoying it when he froze. It took her a minute to realize what had happened. His hand dropped so his finger could trace the heart shaped tattoo on her lower back. He seemed shocked to see his name still engraved into her skin. She was about to speak when he lips replaced his fingers and she jumped.
He stood up grabbed her arm spinning her to face him. He kissed her long and hard crushing her up against the wall under the hot spray, and somewhere between his kisses and hands, the hot water pouring over her she finally felt whole and clean again.
She leaned back aginst his chest feeling his arms wrap tighter around her. She stared up at the shower head still pouring hot water onto the floor where they had somehow ended up. He was sitting with his back against one wall and she was leaning back against him. She needed a cigarette bad after all that, but didn't have the energy to move.
"When did you get the tattoo?" He asked.
"When the twins were a year old. I just...missed it." She said.
"I missed you Tiff." He admitted.
"I missed you too. I tried so hard to move on the first time you died...but I was empty inside there was nothing that made me feel alive like you did. The second time I had two kids who needed me, but...I still felt empty." She said.
"I'm sorry Tiff, you deserved so much better than me." He said.
"You saved me." She said.
"I wanted to screw you Tiff, I didn't care about anything else from the minute I saw you I wanted you in my bed. I didn't care what I had to do to get you there I just wanted you...I'm not a knight in shining armor." He said.
She shook her head refusing to believe he was anything else. She didn't care he was a murderer, and he had killed her. He swore like a sailor and had no regard for human life. He could be cruel and crazy when he wanted too but he had always been good to her and she loved him. She turned around to kiss him and he gripped her shoulders. She pulled away first and he started kissing down her neck, she giggled before pushing him away.
"Stop. I need to get up and get moving." She said.
"Come on Tiff it's been years since I touched a woman." He said pushing her back to lay her on the floor of the shower.
"You can't possibly be serious." She said shaking her head.
His hand raced up her leg and she couldn't fight the small moan that escaped, her back arching slightly off the floor.
"I'm dead serious." He said kissing her neck.
"Aren't you tired?" She asked.
"I'm not that old Tiff." He said and she laughed.
She stood in the kitchen later scrambling eggs for breakfast and humming to herself. He was still the best lover she ever had. After two rounds of steamy shower sex he had let her go to feed the kids. Neither of the twins were awake yet, but she didn't mind letting them sleep in. She turned towards the table with a plate of eggs. Chucky was sitting at the table watching her with dark eyes.
"What?" She asked.
"Come here." He said.
"what?" She asked again.
"Come over here." He said reaching for her hand.
He grabbed her hand pulling her towards him and positioning her between himself and the kitchen table. She regretted wearing the black dress she had pulled on one when his hands slid up her bare legs. She tried to push his hands away and he stood up towering over her. He sat her on the table his hands going back to her legs.
"The kids..."She said pushing at him half heartedly.
"We better make this fast then." He said sliding her further back onto the table.
He kissed her and she stopped protesting wrapping her legs around him pulling him closer. She hear the small footsteps coming down the stairs and pulled away from him.
"MOMMY!" Glenda called to her from the stairs.
"What sweetie?" Tiffany called back. Chucky either didn't notice the kids were up or he didn't care. He continued kissing his way down her neck his hand sliding up to her hip.
"Can I get the mail?" Glenda called.
"Yeah sure..."Tiffany yelled back. She let her head fall back for just a second enjoying his kisses on her neck and his fingers rubbing her hip.
"Mom..."Glenda grew closer and at the last second he pulled away from her.
"What? What is it?" Tiffany asked as she finished serving Chucky his eggs.
"That man sent you another letter." Glenda said holding up the envalope.
Tiffany turned to take the letter but Chucky snatched it from the childs hand before she could. He gave Tiffany a stern look as he tore the envalope open. She winced as his eyes scanned the latest letter.
My Darling,
Soon we will be together I count the days until your beautiful body is mine to possess. You're ex husband won't ever love you as I do and he can't treat you the way I can. Your body and soul belong to me and me alone. Someday very soon you will be with me and I will be your every thought, every dream, every feeling.
Chucky tore up the letter into several pieces before tossing it on the table. He sat there watching her waiting for her to say something but she was speechless.
"What the hell is that?" He asked finally.
"It's not what you think." She said.
"Really? then what is it?" He asked growing angrier.
"He's been writing me love letters for awhile...I don't even know who it is." She said.
"Really? Because they sure seem to know a lot about you." He said standing up.
"It's not like that." She said.
"It looks like it." He said.
"Chucky...please." She moved towards him and he backed away.
"I'm leaving." He said grabbing his jacket.
"Are you coming back?" She asked following him out the hall.
"I don't know." He snapped.
He reached the front door and saw Glenn standing beside it. He stopped and looked down at the small kid. He reached out and ruffled Glenns hair.
"See ya kid." He said before opening the door and stepping outside he slammed the door behind him and Tiffany winced.
Glenn moved down the hall towards her and she forced a smile. He looked up at her reaching for her to lift him up. She hugged him close moving back into the kitchen Glenda looked up at her from where she was examining the pieces of the note.
"I'm sorry Mommy."Glenda said.
"No, it's not your fault." She promised.
She moved back the the stove putting toast into the toaster. She busied herself with bacon while the twins sat at the table. He always was crazy jealous and she supposed he had good reason to suspect something happened with her and the writer. She took a deep breath and tried to push out the memories of their shower and focus on her kids. She was becoming a master at pushing him out of her mind and focusing on the twins, but she still hoped he'd come back.