She closed the book and laid it on the coffee table before snuggling back into me, resting her head over my heart as she had so many years ago. "I'm so sorry, mommy," she whispered.

"For what?" I asked tightening my hold on her.

"All the crap you've been through for the last sixteen years, it's all my fault and I'm sorry." I felt her tears hit my chest and I wanted to cry too.

"Hey baby," I lifted her face to look at me and kissed her forehead. "I'd do it all over again if it meant I got to hold you like this right now. Yeah, I admit, I wish I could've been there for the last sixteen years, and when you read more, you will see that I sort of was, but right now, holding you is the single most important thing to me. You're my girl, and I love you. Even though we've had our ups and our downs in this relationship, there is nothing we can do about it. Besides I think our relationship is closer because of it. I mean, if things hadn't been the way they were, would you let me crawl into bed with you just to snuggle with you or hold you whenever I just felt like it?" she chuckled.

"Honestly? No, probably not."

"Would you be willing to talk about our sex lives?" I asked emphasizing the our.

"Definitely not."

"So see? Not only bad things have come out of the hand that was dealt to us." She smiled and buried her face back into my chest as I ran my fingers through her hair.

"I love you, mama."

"I love you too, baby." We sat in silence for a good twenty minutes just holding one another.

"Hey mom? I think I'm ready for bed." I laughed and we went upstairs. "Go sleep with him," Rachel stated sensing my internal debate. She kissed my cheek, whispered goodnight and slipped into her room.

Opening and shutting our door quietly I made my way to our bed and curled into Will's body, seeking the warmth and comfort it could always bring. "Hey babe," he mumbled groggily, "How'd it go?"

"Well we haven't finished yet but pretty good so far."

"Good," he mumbled sloppily placing a kiss to my forehead as he wrapped his arm around me. Sighing I allowed his soft heartbeat to serenade me to sleep.

When I woke up the next day, I had the worst crick in my neck. As I tried to turn my head to look at Will, who was spooned behind me, a sharp pain coursed through my neck causing me to whimper. Suddenly Will was awake. "Babe, are you ok?"

"Yeah I just have a crick in my neck, I'm going to go stand under the water in the shower to see if it will ease up. Go back to sleep."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah," I whispered carefully blowing him a kiss.

The shower did nothing. As I tried to move my head to dry my hair tears streamed down my face.

"Will?" I whimpered as I poked his bicep. "Will?" Squinting up to look at me he raised his eyebrows as if to ask what I needed. "I'm sorry I woke you up….. again, but can you please fix this?" I pouted pointing to my neck.

"Sure honey," he yawned as he sat up motioning for me to sit in between his legs. I did so clutching the towel tight around me. His fingers slowly began to knead out the spot and soon I could move it painlessly.

"Oh God," I moaned as he continued. Sighing when he was completely done with the spot I whispered, "Thank you, Will."

"Anytime if you promise to make that noise again," he joked but I could hear the seriousness behind his laughter.

"Your turn," I stated turning around.

"What?"

"Lie down," I stated as I got up and pulled on one of his t-shirts and a pair of panties. He did as I stated and I straddled his hips and sat on his butt as I began to knead his tense muscles. Suddenly a wicked grin spread across my face and I stopped momentarily to take the shirt I had on, off. He grunted his disapproval but kept his eyes closed and I resumed the massage. After a decent amount of time had passed since I had taken the shirt off, I began to rake my nails over his back causing him to moan my name in the sexiest way. I began in the middle of his back and raked outwards until I was clawing his sides. Slowly I leaned forward and kissed his shoulder blade before laying my bare torso against his bare back, resting my head between his shoulder blades. I could feel that he was getting ready to move and I clenched his hips between my legs. "Shhh," I breathed against his skin, satisfied with the shudder I felt beneath me. "I'm comfortable, don't move…. Unless I'm squishing you, oh I'm so sorry." I went to move but his hand on my thigh stopped me.

"You are not squishing me, Shelby. You weigh practically nothing." I scoffed and the next thing I knew he was hovering over me as I was being pinned to the mattress, one of his hands holding both of mine above my head and his legs clamped tightly to my hips. "Why did you laugh?" his eyes searched my soul and I knew there was no use lying.

"Because," I looked down. God, I'm so worthless. First I can't trust him! Then I can't even believe in myself! Why would he even want me? All I am is a bunch of work! I'm too broken. He deserves better! My inner monologue is interrupted by his lips brushing against mine.

"Why?"

"It's stupid." I prayed he would take it but he made no move, trying to show me that he wasn't going to until he got the truth. "It's just… I mean ugh! I know I'm not fat, but I'm not skinny either! I hardly weigh nothing." He kissed my lips.

"No, you aren't skin and bones but you know what? That isn't sexy. You are the epitome of sexy." He bent down and grazed his lips ever so slightly across my neck. As he moved across my collarbone my fingers itched to run through his hair but he still had my hands wrapped in his one. "Shelby," he growled my name.

His voice aroused me to the point of only being able to manage a feeble, "Yes?"

"I'm going to let go of your wrists but don't move." He chuckled at my crestfallen face. "This is about you. You can't touch me or I will go too fast and won't do it right."

"But it's always about me. We never do anything for just you." I whined.

"We'll do that some other time but right now, it's about you."

At that moment I just wanted to kiss him senseless but mumbled a, "Not if I can help it." to which he chuckled before replying,

"I will tie you to this bed if I have to babe." I smiled and he let go of my hands and I reveled in the feel of his body above me and his hands and lips worshiping every curve crease and crevice on my body. Yeah he was definitely going to get this treatment. He deserves to feel this amazing sense of love, intimacy and desire that he gives me every time we make love.

A/N: Was it too much? Next chapter will be more Rachel and Shelby but I had to get some Shell in and this kind of wrote itself.

Here's the deal. I don't really like adding two chapters a day because I feel like people don't get enough time to read, process and appreciate one chapter before I'm shoving another one in their face. Although I really do want to update again today. So if I get enough reviews I will try my hardest to update again today.

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