Sam hung his head as if this was his fault. He's wrong of course. It's mine. If I hadn't gotten involved with Edward in the first place then none of this would have happened. Sam's hand found mine and he tugged me from where I was leaning at the counter to his lap. It was as if he could feel my self flagellation.
I leaned my back into his chest and he linked his hands together on my lap, kissing my shoulder. It was easy to let my mind erase when he touched me this way. The ease of our relationship was so much more than I ever imagined a relationship could be. With Edward, I was practically controlled and protected as if I were a child. With Sam, I could be who I was without worry that he would be upset. He loves me completely, through and through and I love him too.
I was thankful for the weekend when it arrived. The last week had been filled with tension and anxiety. Sue was able to convince Leah to agree to the throat surgery but she was nervous. A few days after the fight with the vampires, her throat had healed finally but it after some x-rays, it was found that she was full of scar tissue, which made it difficult to swallow and even breathe. Leah was stubborn and was trying to force herself to speak but when Friday finally rolled around, she acquiesced to the surgery for the following Monday. She was hoping that the surgeon could repair some of the mangled mess on the surface as well. He seemed confident that he could at least take some of the bulk away but she would be forever left with scars.
When Sam walked in the door after patrol Saturday afternoon, I was already waiting for him on my hands and knees. He never ended up punishing me for my forgetfulness before the fight, citing understanding and appreciation for the deep clean I had given the house. I had dropped to my knees that afternoon after the pack left the house after breakfast, laving him with attention and my tongue. It was my way to ease his stress and to show my gratitude.
It had worked wonderfully.
The feel of his fist in my hair had made me throb with need but that night was about him.
Tonight was about us.