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Chapter Six - Back Where You Belong

The next morning Harry woke up and his eyes darted around his familiar bedroom. 'How did I get home?' He sat up. His head was throbbing and his thoughts were racing. Damn it, Karen was going to be furious, especially if his children had seen him staggering in drunk. He only had that glass of wine at lunch andthe two brandies with David, but he could not recall anything after the toast in David's office. Maybe he was under so much stress his body couldn't handle the alcohol. Shit, why was he continually screwing everything up? He headed to the bathroom for some aspirin and a shower.

Karen heard the shower running upstairs and got butterflies in her stomach. She thought, 'That is silly.' Why was she nervous? It was just her husband. Well, she was nervous because she was making breakfast wearing her dressing gown with nothing but Victoria Secret under it. She hoped she didn't embarrass herself.

Harry finished in the bathroom and went to get dressed. His head felt better, but he noticed how quiet the house was. This was Saturday, so it should be ringing with noisy chatter from Bernie and Daisy. 'Damn, had Karen taken the children and left him?' Bloody hell, he wished that he could remember what he did last night. He threw on a T-shirt and jeans and raced down the stairs barefoot. He was surprised when he smelled bacon and heard pans scraping in the kitchen.

Leaning against the door jam, he cautiously looked into the kitchen. Karen was at the stove in her dressing gown. He cleared his throat. "Good morning. It smells delicious in here."

Karen gave a little start, "Oh, good morning Harry. Sit down everything's ready."

She didn't sound mad, so he sat down at his place at the table. Karen brought over two plates, one filled with bacon, eggs, potatoes, toast and fruit, the other only fruit. She sat opposite Harry and grabbed the coffee pot. "Coffee?" she questioned.

"Um right, yeah I'll have some."

She poured two cups. Harry took a sip of coffee and blurted out, "Where are Daisy and Bernie?"

"They are at David and Natalie's for the weekend. They're taking them to a concert tonight with that American singer Jean Anderson. They are spending the night tonight too. I talked to David yesterday and we set it all up. I didn't have a chance to tell you last night."

Harry was thinking 'OK, this is it. She got them out of the house and then I'll get the pack-up-and-get-out-you- drunken-cheating-bastard speech. That's why David came round yesterday. He knew all about her plans and was trying to see if he could get any information out of him.'

He pushed his plate away and rubbed his temples.

Karen said concerned, "Harry, are you feeling all right? Do you have a headache? I'll get you some aspirin."

Harry dropped his hands to the table and said morosely, "No, I already took some. I'm just not hungry." Harry looked across the table and snapped, "Go ahead, I'm ready. Tell me the reason why you wanted the children out of the house."

Karen reached across and squeezed his hand, "David just wanted to give us some time alone to work things out."

Harry's heart leapt. "Are you saying you're willing to work on saving our marriage?"

Karen looked earnestly into Harry's eyes. "Yes, I want to truly be married to you."

Harry dashed around the table and knelt down in front of Karen, taking her hands in his. He said quietly, "I know I've done an awful thing but, I don't want to lose you. Forgive me?"

He looked lovingly up at her and told her in a velvet voice that made her melt, "I love you Karen. You are my whole life."

Karen cupped his face in her hands and gently kissed his lips. She murmured against his lips, "I love you, Harry."

They deepened the kiss and both rose to their feet. Their breath was becoming rapid and shallow. Harry broke the kiss and looked deep into Karen's eyes searching for the returned look of love. He brushed his long graceful finger tips down her pink tinged cheek and whispered deep and sexy, "I've been wanting to do this for so long."

He captured and devoured her luscious lips. Karen wrapped her arms around his neck and returned the kiss with a deepening passion. They were feeling the ardor take over every fiber of their bodies. Harry reached for the tie holding the dressing gown. He slipped it off and his hands snaked to her bare waist. The drifted lower and he felt lace. He backed away and gave a groan. "My God Karen, What's this?"

Karen smiled broadly. "You like it?"

Harry's eyes smoldered as they raked over Karen's new trim body covered in pink lace. "Are you trying to kill me? Lord, you're beautiful."

Karen laughed and snatched her dressing gown closed. "No, I definitely want you quite alive, but you'll have to catch me first." She raced up the stairs to the bedroom.

Harry caught her in the bedroom and pulled her into his strong arms. He couldn't get enough of her skin. He eased the dressing gown off her shoulders and it puddled on the floor. Karen wanted his warm flesh against hers. She tugged his T-shirt over his head. Her hands traced the muscles on his back as the lace rubbed against his chest. She reached down and his jeans joined her gown on the floor. Harry cupped her buttocks covered in lace and groaned. He lifted her off her feet and carried her to the bed. They fell on the bed with arms, legs, and tongues entwined.

He rolled her over and looked at her beautiful eyes shining up at him and knew it was where he belonged. They made love; not rushed, but slow, gentle and precise from years of practice. Each one knowing just the right moves to make the other moan in pleasure. Their release was total and completely satisfying not only physically, but emotionally as well.

They woke up after noon, tangled in each others arms, feeling alive and as much in love as honeymooners. Harry stretched, kissed Karen on the nose and said, "Right, We have the rest of the weekend to ourselves. What shall we do, dinner out at a nice restaurant?"

Karen snuggled in closer. "Mmm that sounds lovely. Darling, I have been going to the gym on Saturdays. Do you mind if I put in an hour? I'll be back as soon as I can."

Harry brushed his lips against her cheek, "No, that's fine. I'll drive you, but first I'd like to take you shopping for some new work out clothes. There's no way your old gear is fitting properly anymore."

Karen sighed. "Thanks for noticing. I'd love to go anywhere with you."

"I'll make reservations, but first I want to call David and see how he's coping with the babysitting. I didn't get to say goodbye to Daisy and Bernie last night." He reached for the phone.

Karen stretched and said mysteriously, "Tell Natalie it worked as promised."

Harry turned and questioned, "What worked?"

Karen grinned broadly, "She'll know what I mean."