A few weeks had passed. Chloe had almost become a permanent resident of the Black house. Every day she helped Brady get back his strength and every night she would sleep beside him in his bed. His hair was starting to come in and his body was getting stronger daily. He had even started to work out again. He obviously could not lift the amount of weight he had before but he was making progress.
"I think I'm ready." Brady said while coming into his room.
Chloe was lying on the bed in her pajamas. Brady was drying off his body after his shower.
"Ready for what?"
"To try to you know?"
"No, I don't know, why are you being so cryptic?" Chloe laughed.
He sat down on the bottom of the bed and touched her thigh.
"I mean, I think I'm ready to make love."
Chloe stopped flipping through her magazine and looked up. Straight into Brady's eyes.
"Are you sure?"
"No. But I'd like to try."
"Brady, don't feel like you have to push yourself just for me."
"I want to Chloe. Unless you don't?"
"Oh no, I do." Chloe said, a little too quickly causing Brady to laugh.
"Good."
Chloe sat up and hugged him. His damp skin felt so good against hers. She kissed his bare chest and shoulders.
"It's definitely been too long" he moaned.
"I know what you mean."
Brady moved closer to her on the bed. He ran his fingers through her hair and kissed her neck. Their lips met, anxious for the heated fury that was to follow. Their tongues entwined and broke apart. Her tongue circled his bottom lip and then she bit down gently.
Brady's body trembled as she touched him. Although he was not as frail as he had been while in the hospital, he was still not back to normal. Chloe felt his shaking body as she moved her hand along his moist skin.
"Brady.." She breathed hard. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." He tried to relax.
"Do you want to stop?" She whispered still allowing her hands to roam his body.
"No. No I'm just a little nervous." He kissed her neck and tried to stop from shivering.
"Brady we don't have to..."
"Shh...I'm okay." He returned her kiss wholeheartedly.
Her pajama top was on one minute, then on the floor the next. The towel that had been tied against his waist was being loosened by her hands. Chloe pulled him on top of her. He smoothed his hands through her hair and looked deep into her eyes. Kissing her waiting lips.
Everything was moving at a steady pace. Then there was a knock on the door that went unnoticed by the couple.
"Uh hem" John coughed.
Brady got off of Chloe and searched for his towel wrapping himself back into it.
Chloe covered her half-naked body in blankets. Clearly embarrassed, her face turned a shade of bright red.
"Son, may I speak to you in private for just a minute?" John motioned for Brady to follow him out to the hallway.
Brady kissed Chloe's forehead and rolled his eyes as he went out of the room, closing the door behind him.
Before his father had a chance to speak Brady tried to defend his actions. He stood there awkwardly. Trying desperately to cool himself down. The towel wrapped tightly around his body. Trying desperately to conceal his erection, he shifted on his feet.
"Look, I know what you're going to say and......"
"Son, stop."
"Okay but listen. Me and Chloe are responsible adults....."
"Son, listen. Now I'm not stupid and I know that you and Chloe are responsible, but when it comes to you having sex in my house... That is where I have to draw the line. This is very disrespectful to Marlena and myself. What if it had been her, or Belle that walked in on the two of you. Did you ever think of locking the door?"
"I know, dad. It's just that. I was stuck in that hospital for so long. I didn't feel myself, and now that I'm finally feeling better. I just wanted to....anyway you're right. I was being disrespectful. It will never happen again."
"I know you've been through a lot but maybe you should send Chloe home for the evening."
"Dad, come on just let her stay. I promise nothing will happen. She's embarrassed enough as it is."
'Fine, but leave your door wide open so the two of you won't get ahem 'tempted' again."
"No problem."
Brady walked back into the room. Chloe had already put her pajamas back on and was hiding her face under the covers.
Brady climbed into bed and removed the sheets from her face.
"Hey, he's gone."
"Maybe I should go."
"No stay with me."
"Brady, that was so embarrassing your father must think I'm some kind of sex-crazed, silly teenager."
"He does not. I think he actually understands."
"Now what?"
"Let's just hold each other like we normally do." He said, kissing her cheek and running his fingers down her arm.
Chloe rolled her eyes. "Brady you know how long that will last before we get all hot and bothered again. Why don't you stay on your side and I'll stay on mine?"
"Fine. But it gets awfully lonely over here on my side. I wouldn't object if you wanted to come over during the middle of the night."
Chloe giggled out loud. "Brady you're impossible. Goodnight."
"Goodnight. I love you"
"I love you too."
They feel asleep on their assigned sides and woke up the next morning huddled together.
"Oh so I see you took me up on my offer." Brady said, tickling Chloe.
"What can I say you just have that effect on me."
"Hungry?"
"Yes"
"Let's go down and get some breakfast."
They got dressed and made their way to the dinning room. The rest of the family was already there eating. Chloe could barely look up. She was still too embarrassed to make eye contact with John.
"So how did you guys sleep?" Belle asked innocently.
Brady and Chloe looked at each other and smiled. Brady looked across the table and saw that his father was smiling too.
To be continued.........
