Heartbreak Warfare :: Chapter Nineteen

Bo paced outside the master bathroom door. Knowing Hope was on the other side, naked and being sprayed with steaming hot water, was driving him mad. His eyes searched the walls. His mind raced with thoughts of being tangled up with her body. His pulse raced. He exhaled slowly, attempting to keep his cool. He calmly ran both hands through his hair and over his face. After a few seconds of contemplation, he stripped his body of his pajama pants and walked into the bathroom.

Hope poked her head out of the shower at the sound of the door opening. She smiled when she saw the intrusion was just him, "Good morning sleepy head…"

Bo smiled in return. Sleep was the last thing on his mind. He watched her look him up and down. He approached the sliding shower doors slowly.

"Lose your pants?" Hope smirked.

"Something about you makes me lose more than my pants," Bo grinned. He slid the shower door open, allowing enough space to join her in the heated cloud of steam she'd created.

"What are you doing?" Hope eyed him, allowing her body to be pulled close to his.

"Showering with my wife." Bo stated innocently. He kissed her deeply, catching her off guard.

"Is that all you're doing?" Hope giggled, smoothing his wet hair back and away from his face.

"Maybe…" Bo mumbled into her lips as he kissed her again. Nothing could compare to the feeling he felt when she let him kiss her like that. She kissed him back, before pulling away.

"Brady, you know I want to, but I can't." Hope groaned. Her hands were braced on his chest, guarding her body from further arousal. She distanced her body from his. He stared at her like a cat ready to pounce on its prey. He blatantly disobeyed her request, moving in for her neck as he pushed her back into the cool tile of the shower wall.

"You're going to make me late for work," Hope mumbled as she sucked gently on his ear.

Bo pulled back. His eyes darkened, "Work?"

She caressed his cheek with one hand, and twirled a wet curly strand of his hair with her other, "Yes, work. I have a job you know."

"But I thought you were taking a leave of absence." Bo's voice was laced with disappointment. His eyes searched her's frantically. Since he'd been home, she had hardly been to work. He was getting used to having her around 24/7.

Hope smiled gently, "Brady, I can't take off forever. The paper work is piling up on my desk. I thought going in today would work out for all of us. You have a session with Marlena, and Caroline is picking Ciara up from school and bringing her home to you. I thought you'd be happy to spend the afternoon with your daughter. I'm not working an active case… I'll be home for dinner."

Bo stared silently at her, no longer aware of the hot water pelting his skin.

"I can bring home dinner if you want…." Hope offered, trying to ease his disappointment with a compromise.

He didn't want a compromise. He wanted her. He wanted to whisk her away to a faraway land where only they existed. His body groaned, flushing the disappointment out of his system. He found her lips again, claiming them repeatedly until both of them were breathless.

"I've never been good at saying no to you," Hope's eyes sparkled up at his.

"I'd like to keep it that way," Bo grinned, pinning her arms above her head.

"Better make it quick…" Hope giggled as she let herself get lost in the pure ecstasy he created for her. She was going to be late, but at this rate she couldn't care less. Having her husband home, alive, and almost well was something she'd been praying for. She was eager to soak up every second they spent together. After all, they had a lot of time to make up for.