Welcome Home Trish
Trish was on her way home, and Shawn was driving the getaway car. "Can we stop at Subway, get some real food?" Trish smiled at Shawn, which made him melt. No matter how hungry he wasn't, if she wanted something, he'd get it for her. They pulled off the freeway and into the Subway parking lot.
"What do you want sweetie?" Shawn knew what she wanted, the same thing she always wanted. He got out before she could tel him and ordered. In 10 minutes he walked back out to the truck to see a crying Trish. "Babe? What's wrong?"
Trish looked away, "I missed you. I saw you everyday but we weren't ourselves. I want to be with my Shawn." She leaned in to kiss him, which took him by surprise. Trish had never been the PDA type. She had never been the anything type. But nonetheless Shawn kissed her. "Tonight, Shawn, tonight I'll spend the night. We can be together again. Like we should've been weeks ago." Shawn smirked and looked at the t-shirt and sweats her mother had brought for her to wear on her way home, she looked tired and ragged like she hadn't been sleeping well. And he knew she hadn't been, he hadn't been either. Truth was he wouldn't until she was in his arms. But that would be tonight, so he had nothing to worry about.
"Let's get you to my house, so you eat and sleep. Maybe later we'll be together baby." Shawn was still worried, Trish wasn't herself, she was weary, and sleepy, and stiff. And if she meant like sex, by together, he didn't want her stiff. He leaned in to kiss her before he started the car. "My fiancee, I love you baby."
"I can't believe you're marrying a 19 year old." Trish said jokingly.
"Well, I can't believe you're marrying a 24 year old," Shawn replied sarcastically.
"Oh Shawn," Trish sighed as she leaned in to kiss him. But before she could get to his lips he pulled away.
"We have to get you home. I need to, to tell you something." This something that Shawn needed to tell her had been weighing down his mind. But telling her could mean the end of their relationship. The end of their friendship even. But the hidden fact was one that shouldn't be kept hidden.
"Shawn what do you have to tell me?" Trish asked. They were on the couch flipping through the channels, finally settling on Degrassi, Trish was on his lap.
"I, I'm afraid to tell you. I wasn't wanting to keep it from you but I was, I was." He thought for a minute on how to break her heart. " I was married once before. She was pregnant, I had to, but it didn't work. I don't want to tell you I have a bad rep with relationships, but I do."
"I knew all about Candice, I was upset that I found out from Hunter and not you, but I'm glad I finally heard it from you. Is Candice's daughter yours?"
"Yeah, Danielle is mine. I haven't seen her since me and Candice split, she won't let me see her. Our divorce was ugly. And I would much rather not get into it." This comment was followed by a long silence. Then Shawn finally said, "We were only married a few months, her mom hated me for getting her pregnant. I was young and stupid, she was younger and stupider. One night I came home to Candice crying on the phone with Melina. Melina had heard rumors that me and Ashley had been together, but they weren't true. Candice didn't believe me and we split up. I wish I could see Danielle, but she won't let me, Randy is her Daddy now."
There was another awkward silence. Trish broke the silence, "Thank you for finally telling me. I know you probably expect me to be mad, scream, yell, make a fit, but," she paused turning off the TV. "But I love you too much. I could never do that! No matter how mad you could make me." Trish said, ending in a whisper as she leaned in to to kiss him. Shawn smiled, then returned the kiss passionately. She reached a hand through his hair, and he put his arm around her waist. She slid off his lap and turned so she was facing him, straddling him.
He leaned into the kiss deeper and held her tighter. She leaned forward and started working on his shirt, he started working on hers at the same time. Once his shirt had been pulled over his head and hers was thrown across the room, she rubbed her fingers over every muscle on his chest. His fingertips rubbed over her breasts, she whined as she continued to kiss him. She broke away for a second to mess with his belt, but was quickly flipped onto the couch. Shawn was holding himself above her panting. "Are you sure about this?" Trish didn't say anything just pulled him closer and kissed his neck while he worked on her sweats. She lifted a little so he could pull them off, which had put pressure in his hips only making him want her more. He pulled away and pulled away his pants, leaving them both in their undergarments. He leaned over her as she pulled away his too tight boxer-briefs, and he removed her lacy panties. She melted under the heat of his body as he slowly leaned into her. She screamed as he pushed himself inside her, but quieted down once she got used to the feel. He kissed her again and pulled away, teasing her, making her want more and more of him.
