Chapter 18
After Harry settled in, an uneasy truce was declared, but Gillian couldn't relax. For Riddick wasn't happy with his guest. On the outside he was rude but civil, inside he was seething. Harry had revived Riddick's hatred for Hellax all over again. Poor Gillian was stuck in the middle, no matter how she wanted to be alone with her brother, just to talk to him and see how things had been for him, Riddick wouldn't allow her to be alone with him. Riddick, Gillian, and Harry were all in the sunroom on a rainy day. Riddick was snuggled with Gillian in a chair and they were reading a book; Harry was at the window surveying the rain as it slowly began to stop. "The rain stopped," he said. Riddick and Gillian looked up in unison. "Do you feel like showing me around Lanka 3 sis?"
Before Gillian could say a word Riddick was all over it, "No, it's way too cold for her to be out." He snapped He set Harry with a vicious gaze that practically accused the man of trying to kill his wife. Harry ignored Riddick as he always did. "What about you Riddick? You wana take me around?" Harry asked, ever so politely. "You've been through Lanka 3 backwards and forwards by now." Riddick said annoyingly, Gillian snuggled into him more as if to calm him down a bit. "Well why don't we go to New Mecca, I'd like to see my uncles lands." "Why?" Riddick demanded. "Why not? In all rights the property is mine. Right?" "WRONG! It's mine." At this point Riddick was lifting Gillian from his lap; she was trying to keep him down. "That's why you're here isn't it? You didn't come to see Gillian, just to poke around in the inheritance Gillian got." "Riddick..." Gillian began, but he cut her off with a look. Riddick turned back to her brother and said, "Fuck this! I could kill you right now and no one would stop me, but I've spared you for your sister's sake. Don't fuck with my patience. Now if you want the lands then just say so, but if you do then that makes you an enemy. Believe me, you won't survive long as one." Riddick's tone was grave. Before Harry could talk, Gillian moved forward in an attempt to come between him and her husband, but her breath caught. She swayed, struggling to take in air, the sound of her labored breathing made Riddick turn toward her, and she saw the fury on his hard face fade. He was beside her like lightening. "Breathe, Gillian!" he shouted. His strong arms supported her as he pushed her down on a seat. She began to relax under the gentle touch of his callused hands. He stroked her face. "SSSHH, baby. It's okay. Nothing's wrong." He was lying, of course. When she began to come down from her panic attack. "That's better, it's okay sweetie." Riddick cooed. "What's wrong with her?" Harry managed finally to talk. "Here let me go get Jack." Harry ran from the room. Riddick handed her a glass of water, she took it a glugged it down. "Are you gonna kill him?" she whispered, afraid again. Riddick sighed, "No, but he's gotta decide...soon."
Riddick made Gillian go up to their room to rest, she told him she was okay but he made her anyway. She'd fallen asleep and hadn't realized it until Jack shook her softly to wake up. Gillian sat up with a yawn, as she stretched. Jack had a big grin plastered over her face. Gillian frowned, "What are you so happy about?" Gillian got out of bed; Jack was just standing there. " Jack, you're scaring me. What's up?" "Well..your doctor just called." Gillian froze, "What? What did he say?" Jack came running to Gillian and nearly tackled her as she wrapped her arms around her. "Congrats! You're gonna be a momma!" Gillian took in a sharp breath, "Really?" "Uh huh, he wants you to make an appointment with him as soon as possible to see how far along you are. Oh Gilly, I'm so happy for you! Riddick's gonna flip." Gillian pulls back "You haven't told him yet?" "NO! That's your job girl." Jack squealed before she jumped up and down. "I'm gonna be an auntie!" she pokes gently at her stomach. "We gotta go baby shopping! I smell a field trip!" Jack yells.
Gillian's brother had to go; he couldn't nurture a snake in his own home. As soon as Harry came back, Riddick would tell him he had to leave. Clenching his fists angrily, Riddick stalked into the room, only to pause as his wife rose from a chair to greet him. Closing the door behind him, he stepped forward, puzzled by the change. She was gasping for breath before, now she was glowing, and nearly took HIS breath away. "Riddick I need to tell you something." She said as he glided over to her. "Well...My doctor called...and...Riddick I....Honey, we're havin a baby." With that coming out she smiled at him, but the smile faded when he seemed to give her no emotion back. He came over to her and kissed her deeply, taken aback she pulled away, "I thought you were mad." He laughed, "Baby why would I be mad? It was my idea. You're havin my kid woman! I'm anything BUT mad!" She laughed. He loved her laugh, especially this one. It was her happy laugh, and that was something he couldn't resist. Pulling her to him he kissed her softly against her lips. She smiled, "Let's go swimming." She blurted out. He frowned a bit, "It's 10 p.m." "Tell you what, you go down to the pool and warm it up for me and I'll be down right after I change." She'd already stripped down to underwear. Licking his lips he was about to take her right there and then. "No, go to the pool and wait for me." She said as she pushed him to the door.
Riddick was already in the pool doing laps when Gillian slipped in without him noticing. She watched him move through the pool with such gracefulness, the water rolling over his muscles. 'That's my husband.' Stepping down closer so that he could notice her, she clinched the robe closer around her neck. He watched her every movement as she went on the opposite ladder from the one he was at. She smiled devilishly at him as she dropped the robe. He couldn't believe it, his beautiful wife exposed for anyone to see. 'That's my wife.' She got in the pool slowly and went under and came up quickly. Her hair all wet and nothing showed but the tops of her shoulders. "Lights off." He called. A pretty blue cast was shown over the pool as the moon light shot through the glass ceiling. Gillian slowly waded through the to Riddick, he did the same. As he reached her he flung his goggles off so his eyes were exposed to her. Only inches away from each other, they sat in silence for minutes just taking each other in. A drop of water dripped down Gillian's nose, down to her upper lip, then to her bottom where it clung. Riddick reached up and ran his thumb over the droplet on her lip and brought it to his lips. Licking it he moaned as if he could actually taste her and he was savoring the flavor. Never letting his eyes leave her he gives her a 'top that' look. She raised an eyebrow, accepting the challenge. She spotted a droplet on the corner of his mouth and went in for the kill. Starting at that corner she drug her tongue lazily over his lips. Then with one force push she rammed her tongue in his mouth. Taken aback, he hadn't realized how close to the edge of the pool he was until his back was pressed to it. She leaned back, "Did I win?" Riddick was stunned. 'Is this my wife?' Without a word he lifted her up and in one swift move he was inside of her. She sucked in a sharp breath, but they never lost eye contact. "What do you do to me girl?" He asked harshly. "I don't know but I'm gonna keep doin it." She smiled as he thrusted in and out of her.
After Harry settled in, an uneasy truce was declared, but Gillian couldn't relax. For Riddick wasn't happy with his guest. On the outside he was rude but civil, inside he was seething. Harry had revived Riddick's hatred for Hellax all over again. Poor Gillian was stuck in the middle, no matter how she wanted to be alone with her brother, just to talk to him and see how things had been for him, Riddick wouldn't allow her to be alone with him. Riddick, Gillian, and Harry were all in the sunroom on a rainy day. Riddick was snuggled with Gillian in a chair and they were reading a book; Harry was at the window surveying the rain as it slowly began to stop. "The rain stopped," he said. Riddick and Gillian looked up in unison. "Do you feel like showing me around Lanka 3 sis?"
Before Gillian could say a word Riddick was all over it, "No, it's way too cold for her to be out." He snapped He set Harry with a vicious gaze that practically accused the man of trying to kill his wife. Harry ignored Riddick as he always did. "What about you Riddick? You wana take me around?" Harry asked, ever so politely. "You've been through Lanka 3 backwards and forwards by now." Riddick said annoyingly, Gillian snuggled into him more as if to calm him down a bit. "Well why don't we go to New Mecca, I'd like to see my uncles lands." "Why?" Riddick demanded. "Why not? In all rights the property is mine. Right?" "WRONG! It's mine." At this point Riddick was lifting Gillian from his lap; she was trying to keep him down. "That's why you're here isn't it? You didn't come to see Gillian, just to poke around in the inheritance Gillian got." "Riddick..." Gillian began, but he cut her off with a look. Riddick turned back to her brother and said, "Fuck this! I could kill you right now and no one would stop me, but I've spared you for your sister's sake. Don't fuck with my patience. Now if you want the lands then just say so, but if you do then that makes you an enemy. Believe me, you won't survive long as one." Riddick's tone was grave. Before Harry could talk, Gillian moved forward in an attempt to come between him and her husband, but her breath caught. She swayed, struggling to take in air, the sound of her labored breathing made Riddick turn toward her, and she saw the fury on his hard face fade. He was beside her like lightening. "Breathe, Gillian!" he shouted. His strong arms supported her as he pushed her down on a seat. She began to relax under the gentle touch of his callused hands. He stroked her face. "SSSHH, baby. It's okay. Nothing's wrong." He was lying, of course. When she began to come down from her panic attack. "That's better, it's okay sweetie." Riddick cooed. "What's wrong with her?" Harry managed finally to talk. "Here let me go get Jack." Harry ran from the room. Riddick handed her a glass of water, she took it a glugged it down. "Are you gonna kill him?" she whispered, afraid again. Riddick sighed, "No, but he's gotta decide...soon."
Riddick made Gillian go up to their room to rest, she told him she was okay but he made her anyway. She'd fallen asleep and hadn't realized it until Jack shook her softly to wake up. Gillian sat up with a yawn, as she stretched. Jack had a big grin plastered over her face. Gillian frowned, "What are you so happy about?" Gillian got out of bed; Jack was just standing there. " Jack, you're scaring me. What's up?" "Well..your doctor just called." Gillian froze, "What? What did he say?" Jack came running to Gillian and nearly tackled her as she wrapped her arms around her. "Congrats! You're gonna be a momma!" Gillian took in a sharp breath, "Really?" "Uh huh, he wants you to make an appointment with him as soon as possible to see how far along you are. Oh Gilly, I'm so happy for you! Riddick's gonna flip." Gillian pulls back "You haven't told him yet?" "NO! That's your job girl." Jack squealed before she jumped up and down. "I'm gonna be an auntie!" she pokes gently at her stomach. "We gotta go baby shopping! I smell a field trip!" Jack yells.
Gillian's brother had to go; he couldn't nurture a snake in his own home. As soon as Harry came back, Riddick would tell him he had to leave. Clenching his fists angrily, Riddick stalked into the room, only to pause as his wife rose from a chair to greet him. Closing the door behind him, he stepped forward, puzzled by the change. She was gasping for breath before, now she was glowing, and nearly took HIS breath away. "Riddick I need to tell you something." She said as he glided over to her. "Well...My doctor called...and...Riddick I....Honey, we're havin a baby." With that coming out she smiled at him, but the smile faded when he seemed to give her no emotion back. He came over to her and kissed her deeply, taken aback she pulled away, "I thought you were mad." He laughed, "Baby why would I be mad? It was my idea. You're havin my kid woman! I'm anything BUT mad!" She laughed. He loved her laugh, especially this one. It was her happy laugh, and that was something he couldn't resist. Pulling her to him he kissed her softly against her lips. She smiled, "Let's go swimming." She blurted out. He frowned a bit, "It's 10 p.m." "Tell you what, you go down to the pool and warm it up for me and I'll be down right after I change." She'd already stripped down to underwear. Licking his lips he was about to take her right there and then. "No, go to the pool and wait for me." She said as she pushed him to the door.
Riddick was already in the pool doing laps when Gillian slipped in without him noticing. She watched him move through the pool with such gracefulness, the water rolling over his muscles. 'That's my husband.' Stepping down closer so that he could notice her, she clinched the robe closer around her neck. He watched her every movement as she went on the opposite ladder from the one he was at. She smiled devilishly at him as she dropped the robe. He couldn't believe it, his beautiful wife exposed for anyone to see. 'That's my wife.' She got in the pool slowly and went under and came up quickly. Her hair all wet and nothing showed but the tops of her shoulders. "Lights off." He called. A pretty blue cast was shown over the pool as the moon light shot through the glass ceiling. Gillian slowly waded through the to Riddick, he did the same. As he reached her he flung his goggles off so his eyes were exposed to her. Only inches away from each other, they sat in silence for minutes just taking each other in. A drop of water dripped down Gillian's nose, down to her upper lip, then to her bottom where it clung. Riddick reached up and ran his thumb over the droplet on her lip and brought it to his lips. Licking it he moaned as if he could actually taste her and he was savoring the flavor. Never letting his eyes leave her he gives her a 'top that' look. She raised an eyebrow, accepting the challenge. She spotted a droplet on the corner of his mouth and went in for the kill. Starting at that corner she drug her tongue lazily over his lips. Then with one force push she rammed her tongue in his mouth. Taken aback, he hadn't realized how close to the edge of the pool he was until his back was pressed to it. She leaned back, "Did I win?" Riddick was stunned. 'Is this my wife?' Without a word he lifted her up and in one swift move he was inside of her. She sucked in a sharp breath, but they never lost eye contact. "What do you do to me girl?" He asked harshly. "I don't know but I'm gonna keep doin it." She smiled as he thrusted in and out of her.