"I wish you would've told me earlier about what happened with Eric, like years ago when we first started dating." Paul says to me as we're laying in bed later that night. I felt threatened and scared when he called earlier saying he wanted to see me and was mad that I called the cops about what happened 5 years ago, but I let Paul take over and do what he thought right and I was glad he did it.
"I know." I mumble in reply as I'm laying in his arms with my head on his chest and his arms around my waist. I hear him sigh and he runs his fingers up and down my back under my shirt.
"I'm gonna change the number tomorrow." I hear Paul say and I nod into his chest.
"Do you want to talk anymore about what happened between you two?" I hear him ask and I quickly shake my head into his chest and he rubs my back. Today has been enough for me and I don't want to think about or relive those horrible memories. I feel a few tears escape my eyes and land on Paul's chest and he wraps his arms tighter around me and continues to rub my back.
"Shhh it's okay. I won't let him hurt you again, I promise you." I hear him say and I slowly nod into his chest and I soon fall asleep there melded into my husbands body with his strong, safe arms wrapped around me.
We both wake up to Gabriel crying loudly and I unwrap Paul's arms from around me to get up and feed Gabriel. I lay back down next to Paul after doing so and he stays motionless as I lay beside him and try to snuggle into his sleeping body. Yes I wish I would've told him sooner, but I wasn't sure what he would say and i didn't want it getting any worse, I actually just wanted to forget about all of it and leave it in the past where it happened. I feel Paul stir in the bed and flip over to face me and his arms pull me into his body and I welcome his warm body against mine and he kisses my forehead and I cuddle into his chest.
"I love you." I hear him mumble sleepily as I feel his wedding ring on the skin of my lower back where his hand rests.
"I love you too." I answer and we both quickly fall asleep.
I wake up to a better day where Paul stays home for the day and luckily we get some laundry done and I have the time to cook a good meal for once.
"Hi there." I hear Paul say as he comes up from behind me and wraps his arms around my waist and folds his hands over my stomach, my gross stomach that looks disgusting after having a baby.
"Don't." I say as I move his hands away but he rests them on my hips instead as I rinse some dirty dishes.
"Don't do what?" I hear him say into my ear as his chin rests on my shoulder.
"Touch my stomach." I mutter.
"I'm yer husband, why can't i?" I hear him answer.
"Because my stomach is disgusting." I say.
"No it isn't, plus J you can't expect it to look like what it did before you had the baby in a matter of two weeks." I hear him answer and I let him wrap his arms around my waist but he doesn't touch my stomach with his hands.
I soon feel his warm lips on my neck in my most sensitive places and I exhale as he caresses my neck with his lips as they work up and down in my neck in an exhilarating way and I place the dirty bowl back in the sink. I turn around to see Paul looking at me with his bedroom eyes and I shake my head and he pouts.
"We can't for 4 more weeks at the least." I say as I rest my forehead against his and he humphs and continues to pout.
We both lean in to close the short distance between our lips and we meet in an incredibly sweet and passionate kiss and he pushes me back to lean against the counter. I lock my fingers into his long, dark hair as his perfect lips move against mine passionately and mine move against his as we share this rare moment of intimacy between each other since Gabriel is sleeping in his swing in the living room and we've barely had time to make out since his arrival and we've only cuddled. Paul pulls away when we both get short of air and his wet lips move to my pale neck and he moans against my neck and I kind of feel bad to tease him like this, but he knows we can't have sex until after my post natal check up. Plus I'm not really in the wanting mood to have sex and I doubt I will be for awhile and I've been told my Mo and Sarah that our sex life probably won't return to normal for at the least 4 months maybe, it all depends. I feel Paul finger the band of my sweatpants and I laugh and move his hand away and he sighs as he takes his lips away from my neck and rests his forehead on my chest. I run my fingers through his incredibly long hair that has changed so much from when we met almost 5 years ago.