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"Are you still pissed at me?" asks Roman as he comes into our bedroom and I can smell the aroma of his Island food in the air. I smile as I close up my lap top and place it on the bedside table beside me.

"I'm not pissed at you," I say, "just disappointed in you for thinking it's okay to blow off your daughter's preschool graduation. I know that you're excited about this head coaching job and I know that this has been your dream. You can't just reschedule your interview for another day and time?" I ask.

"I wish that I could but I can't. I'm sad that I am missing Ky's graduation ceremony but I will make it up to her," he says. "Are you hungry?" he asks taking a seat on the bed with a plate of food in his hand.

"Starving," I say placing my hand on my stomach. "They make me hungry and sick," I smile.

"I figured," he says with a smile before he hands me a plate of food that he made.

"Thank-you," I say, "so I guess I should apologize to you. I didn't mean to call you an asshole, you're far from an asshole at least with me anyway. I mean you are an asshole to other people just not to me and I shouldn't have called you that. I am sorry. This is not how I want our marriage to be," I say as I start to eat some rice.

"I agree," he says. "I went through a marriage where we nagged and fought with each other nearly every day over the littlest things that caused big reactions. I'm not saying we won't fight because I am sure we are going to have a few fights along the way because no marriage is perfect. We're not always going to agree and that's okay but name calling is a big no no for me, I would never call you a bitch or anything derogatory and I would like the same respect from you not to call me an asshole, Hayden. Have I ever been an asshole to you?"

"No," I say, "and I apologized to you for calling you an asshole I'm sorry for the fight I hate fighting and I don't want to fight with you. If anything you have been the best thing in my life. You gave so much up to be with me including your jobs as a professor and Georgia Tech's football coach. I know how much it all meant to you and you gave up your marriage for me so that we could be together. I love you, Roman and I am sorry."

"I accept," he smiles, "but I think you should know that you mean far more to me than any job in the world. You're my greatest job, keeping you happy, loved and satisfied."

"I love you, and this food is amazing!" I say with a smile.

"I love you too," he says leaning over and kissing my cheek. "I knew you wouldn't want to pass this up."

"Never," I smile, "so when do you have to leave for Pittsburgh?"

"Tomorrow morning, I have a 6 am flight out so it's going to be an early morning and then I won't be back until later tomorrow night. I feel bad missing Ky's graduation but what can I do?"

"I know," I say. "I could Facetime you in on the graduation or I could record it for you and send it to you through a text so you wouldn't really miss it."

"Can you facetime me in? I would say to record it but if you facetime me in it will be like I am there when I am not and I will be watching it with you."

"I can," I say, "you know Shea is going to have your ass for this and what happens if you do get this coaching job? We would have to relocate to Pittsburgh and what about Shea and Dean? Do you think they would be willing to relocate?"

"I don't know. I would have to talk to Shea about that," he says.

"You going to buy her a new house to convince her?" I ask, "it worked last time to get her to move here."

"I'll do what it takes," he says causing me to shake my head. "We'll figure it out. I just need to get the job first. It's not my dream team but it's a team in the NFL which is enough for me. I've worked hard to get here," he says. "I wish I could have played football in the NFL but life had other plans for me."

"Life does that," I say with a smile. "I wasn't planning on being a victim advocate but life happened differently and I am happy with my job."

"I'm glad," he smiles as I finish my food. "You're done already?"

"I am eating for three," I smile, "so yeah." He takes my plate from me and places it beside him on the bedside table. "I'm getting so fat."

He places his hands on my stomach and says, "you're not fat you're pregnant and pregnancy is beautiful because you are carrying a life in our case two lives inside of you that we created from our love together." He kisses my stomach making me smile.

"So I know you didn't want any more kids with Shea and you were upset that she even got pregnant so why are you so excited that you and me are having babies? What changed?"

"Hayden," he says rubbing my stomach, "everything with you has always been different. I was upset when Shea got pregnant because I feel like she tricked me she forgot her birth control, she knew that an antibiotic would interfere with her birth control. It's not like we didn't know what we were getting into when you removed your birth control. We knew we were risking it and it happened. I'm excited because everything is different with you it always has been."

"I see," I say with a smile. "So are we good?" I ask.

"I guess we are good," he says, "I mean you apologized and we came up with a solution so I think we are good."

"Good," I say rubbing his chest through his shirt. "I don't want to fight when you're leaving."

"I don't either, so you really think I am an asshole?" he asks with a smile as his hand slides under my tank top to my breast. I let out a soft moan as he squeezes it softly.

"Not to me," I say, "but I have seen the asshole in you come out to other people which I love. Just like I know you're going to get that coaching job tomorrow, because you love the game and you're a tough coach. You always have been."

"Except at Georgia Tech, if I was a better coach my players wouldn't be raping women and grown into being a rapist," he says, "I can't believe Mack didn't learn his lesson the first time."

"I don't want to talk about Mack. I'm tired of Mack," I say. "He's a disgrace to society and he's going to get what he finally deserves. There have to be more victims out there. Victims that are scared to come out but honestly after everything I went through with Mack I would be scared to report a rape. You realize in the state of Alabama I would have been arrested because he was found not guilty and that would be considered a false rape allegation. And if they had changed the laws in Georgia back then I would have been a felon for aborting my rapist's child? What kind of laws are these for women, just a bunch of men trying to control a woman's body. It's disgusting. I prefer to make my own choices for my body. I have never regretted that abortion a day in my life."

"I never have either, you weren't ready for a child back then and I certainly wasn't ready for a child and we didn't know who the father was. You were already going through emotional turmoil I couldn't imagine you being forced to carry that baby for 40 weeks. Everyone deserves a choice."

"Agreed," I say, "so it's not late are the girls in bed?"

"Yeah," he smiles.

"We've got some time for alone time," I smile as I wrap my hand around his neck pulling him toward my lips and kissing him softly. "I want control tonight," I smile.

"I'm all yours," he smiles as he sits up removing his shirt as I do the same with my tank top. "I always am." He lays back on the bed with his arms behind his head as I straddle him. Kissing his neck softly, leading a soft trail of kisses down his body for his age he's in amazing shape and you would never be able to tell that he's about 12 years older than me, for being a dad of 4, on his second marriage and about to be 37 years old he's in shape and hot for his age. I love him so much. I hate fighting with him and I hate that I let my temper get the best of me sometimes especially since we went through a lot to be where we are today, he gave up a lot to be with me including his jobs and his marriage. He took a risk to be with me, and there is always a risk in love and this risk was worth everything for our happiness together. I smile up at him as I kiss around his navel and reach the waist band of his basketball shorts. I pull the elastic waistband down exposing his black briefs, holding his erection back. I stroke him through the fabric of his briefs knowing he wants me as much as I want and need him. He lets out a soft moan as I stroke the fabric, I free him with a soft slide of his briefs, his erection full and thick curving up toward his navel. I lick my lips at the sight of him. I lick my hand before I start to stroke him. "Hayden," he breathes. "Take it," he says, "suck me."

"Is that what you want?" I ask.

"It's everything that I want," he says making me smile. The tip of his penis leaking precum. I take my tongue over it licking it softly as he moans. I wrap my lips around the tip of his penis, sucking softly as he groans, taking more of him in my mouth, sucking him harder and deeper. His hands in my hair as I suck him, "yes, like that keep going, Hayden," he says as I suck harder, making love to him with my mouth. "It feels good," he says. "Keep going," he pleads as I continue sucking him, my lips tight around his cock. I live to please him like this, bringing him such pleasure it is the favorite part of my day, seeing the pleasure on his face as my mouth makes love to him, his grunts, groans and moans of appreciation. "I'm going to cum," he says and I know he's close. I remove my mouth from him, stroking him with my hand until he cums, his penis throbbing and squirting out the seed that once filled me to create our children together. The heat of his release on my hand and on his abs, his cock soaked with his semen as I stand up removing my leggings and my red laced underwear. I wipe his semen on my thigh before I straddle him, his cock between my legs. I position it at the opening of my sex before I sink down onto it, taking every inch, we moan together as he fills me. His hands on my hips as I start to move, making love to him hard and fast, "Hayden," he groans.

"Roman," I say as I take every inch, riding him up and down bracing myself on his firm chest as I move, his fingertips dig into my flesh. Every sensitive spot of my sex hit by the length of his cock, the passion and pleasure ripping through me, tearing through me, I flex my fingertips into the flesh of his pecs as I come apart, hitting my release crying out, "ROMAN! GOD I LOVE YOU!"

"I love you too," he says before he flips me over onto the bed so he's on top, thrusting into me deep and hard, his balls slapping against my ass as he thrusts faster and harder. "Hayden," he says, his lips capture mine as he comes apart, filling me with his seed, I kiss him back as I wrap my arms around his neck, holding him to me as he finishes his release. "I think we are okay," he smiles down at me.

"Better than okay," I smile back as I rub his back softly. "Your birthday is coming up, what do you want to do to celebrate?"

"Just be with you and the girls," he says as we haven't separated ourselves. "I'm an old man. It doesn't matter what we do."

"Okay," I smile. He kisses my lips softly before he reluctantly separates us as he gets out of bed. I roll over and watch him walk into the master bathroom enjoying the sight of my man. He comes back out a few minutes later and scoops me up out of the bed. "What are you doing?" I ask.

"We're going to take a bath," he smiles at me as he carries me into the bathroom. He places me into the hot water of the tub that's filling up with bubbles before he climbs in behind me, pulling me to him, holding me as the water covers our bodies. "You're so beautiful," he whispers in my ear. "I'm glad we have forever together."

"Me too," I say leaning back on his chest. "Your mom is so happy that we are having babies."

"I know," he smiles. "I think the girls are going to be just as happy. I want to tell them when I come back from Pittsburgh and I think you should tell your parents so that if you want to make an announcement on social media they aren't blindsided."

"Yeah," I say. "I thought of a new girl name."

"Oh yeah?" he asks, "what is it?"

"Harlow," I say. "I like the name Harlow for a girl."

"It's pretty," he says kissing my neck softly. "We've got time to talk about names."

"Yeah," I say. "Thank-you," I say.

"For what?" he asks.

"Getting me pregnant and creating life with me. I know I was upset at first but I'm happy. I am truly happy that we were able to create life together from our love so thank-you."

"You're welcome."

THE NEXT DAY:

I walk into the fellowship hall of the church that we send Kylynn to preschool at to see a bunch of other parents have arrived. I carry the bouquet of flowers for her and the candy lei that Roman had made for her as I look for Shea. I see her waving at me and make my way to the second row seat she found. "Hey," I say.

"Hey," she says greeting me with a hug. "No Roman?"

"He had to go to Pittsburgh today," I say. "I'm sorry, he won't be back until later tonight."

"Typical Roman," she says as we take a seat together. "I see nothing has changed."

"I mean I don't think that's fair to say it was a last minute engagement that he couldn't miss," I say. "He wanted to be here and I am going to facetime him in so he doesn't completely miss it."

"Is that the bullshit he fed you? You know telling you that he wanted to be here but he couldn't be?"

"I don't think it's bullshit, Shea. It was a really important reason he went to Pittsburgh," I say, "and it's not fair to him for you to talk about him behind his back."

"Hayden, I will say this all to his face and you know that I will. Nothing ever stopped me before," she says, "I was married to him at one point this is the beginning, Hayden. He is married to football above anything else that includes you, the kids and the baby you're pregnant with," she says. "You'll see you will always sit in the backseat when it comes to football. I lived that life so I know. He was obsessed with football when he played it and that didn't change when he started to coach. He is never going to be around. You live this fairytale life with him and soon you're going to realize that nothing is more important to him than football which is why he isn't here because football is more important than his daughter. I know this unexpected trip to Pittsburgh is football related."

"You're not married to him anymore I am so you don't need to worry about why he went to Pittsburgh, he had to go to Pittsburgh and it couldn't wait. I know how obsessed he is with football, I know that during football season we live like strangers but he always makes up for it on the offseason. He's an amazing husband and he's an amazing father. I wouldn't discredit him for that. He loves his girls and I know he's going to love the BABIES we are having."

"So you are pregnant," she says. "Congratulations. Let me know how life goes when he's always traveling and you are stuck at home with the kids."

"Doesn't Dean travel leaving you alone with the baby a majority of the time? At least Roman has an off season Dean doesn't," I say, "can we stop talking about Roman and his faults. Despite the faults he may have he does have some good points. He's not a bad guy just passionate about what he loves and he's just as passionate about me and the girls. I don't want to talk about him. He'll be back later tonight."

"All right," she says, "but congratulations on being pregnant. Were you planning on getting pregnant this soon after being married?"

"Not really but it happened and I am happy and excited. I am just praying for boys," I say with a smile. "The estrogen in the house is too strong."

"He does deserve a son," she says. "I am happy for you. I just hope that Roman can be a better father to them than he is to the girls. He missed so much."

"I think he's an amazing father to Nova and Ky," I say.

"Now but before he wasn't and he didn't even want them. How's he handling the pregnancy?"

"Honestly he was more excited than I was," I say. "He is really happy about it."

"That's good," she says before Ky's preschool teacher comes up to start the program. I pull out my cellphone and facetime Roman in so that he can watch the program while being in Pittsburgh. I understand what Shea is saying about Roman's commitment to football and his family but they also had a very explosive marriage what we have is much different. I turn the phone so that Roman can watch Ky walk out with her pre-k class and then so that he can watch her perform their two songs before she gets her preschool certificate. It's not ideal but it's a solution to an issue. He could have missed the graduation all together but he didn't which matters. He was there when he couldn't be physically so it wasn't fair for Shea to say that he loves football more than he loves his kids.

Later that Night:

I am in my kitchen cooking dinner when I feel a pair of arms wrap around my waist, I think it's Roman at first but the cologne is not his, the smell is familiar but I can't place it. "Hayden," says the male voice and I cringe as Mack whispers into my ear. "You look beautiful. Just as beautiful as you did a few years ago but even hotter now, your breasts are so amazing," he says as his hands find my breasts squeezing them softly.

"Mack, no," I say as I turn to face him seeing his cold eyes looking at me with lust. He smirks at me. "How did you get in here?"

"The door was unlocked," he says with a smile, his hands sliding down my body, squeezing my ass, "and this ass. I have always loved this ass. It's perfect," he says.

"Mack, get out, don't touch me." I yell.

"Don't be like that, where's your husband, Hayden? Is he out of town again?" he asks.

"Mack get out!" I scream.

"You made a mistake marrying Professor or Coach Reigns. Yes he gave up his jobs for you but he didn't give up football for you. He is never going to be able to take care of you the right way, the way you deserve to be taken care of. He never could. I know your body, Hayden, I know what you like, what you like to feel," he says leaning down kissing my neck softly. "You're too good for Reigns you always have been we could have had something real," he says. "Even when you falsely accused me of rape, you wanted it," he says. "You came so much that night. And you enjoyed my cum inside of you. You loved it. I can make you feel that again, make you feel wanted, satisfy you in ways that your husband can't. He's always going to have football. You deserve better he can't be the man you need," he says stripping me bare. "And we can raise our baby together," he says with a smile as he takes his hand over my body. "You need to be taken care of."

"Mack no! STOP!" I scream.

I am on the sofa of our living room and Mack is towered over me, he lays soft kisses on my neck, his hand on my breast. I fight him off. I have to fight him off. "GET OFF OF ME!" I scream before I feel my fist connect with the flesh of his face.

"Hayden, what the hell," says Roman snapping me out of my dream. I blink around and realize I am asleep on the couch in our living room, Roman is standing beside me holding his eye. "Hayden, what the hell, when did you learn to deliver a right hook like that."

"I am so sorry, Baby," I say stumbling to my feet. "I didn't mean to hit you like that. I'm so sorry," I say with tears in my eyes.

"What the hell were you dreaming about?" he asks holding his eye.

"Nothing," I say. "You just startled me, let me see your eye," I say. He removes his hand exposing a red eye that's starting to swell. "That's going to bruise," I say, "let me get you some ice for your eye."

"I'm sorry. If I had known I was going to be greeted with a right hook I would have greeted you differently," he says.

"I'm so sorry," I say. I take his hand and lead him to the kitchen. I get into the freezer and get out an ice pack for him. He sits at the table. I walk over to him and hand him the ice pack to put on his eye. He motions for me to sit on his lap and I do. "I'm sorry, Roman."

He shrugs, "don't worry about it but if you think I believe you were dreaming about nothing you're wrong. You don't just deliver right hooks like that Hayden so what's up?" he asks. "And be honest with me. What's going on?"

I let out a sigh and say, "I was having a nightmare. I have been having them lately," I say.

"About Mack?" he asks letting out a deep breath holding the ice on his eye. I nod. "Hayden, why didn't you tell me?"

"I don't know," I say. "I should have but I dreamed about the rape, I felt and remembered all the details I forgot then he was trying to have sex with me telling me that he could satisfy me better than you can because you won't ever be around."

"Hayden, that's serious stuff. I think you need to drop this case. I know you want to help Bayley but your mental health shouldn't be at risk because you want to help someone. You self-destructed before. I can't let that happen again," he says. "And why would you be worried about me not being around?"

"Shea was on some bullshit earlier and Roman I am not dropping the case. I'm going to make sure Mack gets everything he deserves."

"Shea is always on some bullshit. I got a nasty text message from her because I wasn't there today. I apologized to her and told her I had this last minute commitment that I couldn't miss. She didn't want to hear that. And I think it's better if you drop the case, Hayden it will be better for you and the babies if you do," he says placing his hand on my stomach.

"I will be okay and so will they, please let me do this," I say.

"I know I'm not winning this argument so I'm not going to even start one," he says, "besides you had a rough night it's not worth it."

"Thank-you," I say. "So how did the interview go?"

"It went good, I will know in a few days if I got the job or not but it sounded like I got it."

"That would be awesome," I say, "so Shea sent you a nasty text?"

"Of course," he shrugs. "I need to do what's best for my family and that was going on that interview for a better job and more money. I was there on facetime."

"I know," I say, "and she said that you will always have football above me, the girls and the babies."

"Hayden, I am here, I'm always here yes I have a busy schedule with football but it's never more important than you. Do you want me to give up on football and just take a teaching job because I will," he says.

"No, I don't want you to do that. I want you to do what you love," I smile.

"So you?" he asks with a smile.

"You're such a fiend," I say pushing at his shoulder, "I meant your job."

"Keeping you satisfied is my number 1 job," he says with a smile. "I love you, Hayden and nothing is ever going to come above you or the babies. Yes I am going to need to make some sacrifices at times but that doesn't mean I love you any less. You're it for me. We're building this life together. I'm kind of a lifer," he says making me smile. "and more so after that right hook." He makes me laugh.

"A lifer huh what's a lifer?" I smile.

"It means I am your man and you're my lady and I'm not going anywhere. It means that I just want to show the world I just want to love you, it means you're the only one for me and life without you is lifeless," he says.

"That's a winner," I say with a smile before I kiss his lips softly as he kisses me back. He clears the table and next thing I know my back is on the table and we are making love to each other there in the kitchen.

*A/N: So what did you think? did they settle the argument too quickly, was Hayden's apology sincere enough to be forgiven? What did you think about what Shea said to Hayden about Roman and their marriage? What did you think of Hayden having another nightmare and hitting Roman on accident? What do you think about Shea, has she changed at all? And what do you think about Roman telling Hayden he's a lifer? Please review and thank-yo for reading.