Five years later

Ana

I sigh down at the papers in front of me. It is around 5:30 in the evening and I am sat at our dining room table grading my student's quizzes that were given to them in class earlier today.

When I am done grading my last student's paper, I put my red pen down and sit back in my chair. I ended up getting the position as a language arts teacher at Twin Falls Middle School a few days after my first date with Christian.

Speaking of Christian…I bite my lip and look towards the front door wondering when he will be home.

Christian and I have been together for five years now. After he woke up that morning when we first slept together, he asked me to be his girlfriend, of course, I said yes, and we have been happily together ever since.

After a year of dating, he proposed to me in front of our whole family on our one-year anniversary, and a few months after I said yes, we were married in a small church with just our friends and family in attendance.

After few months after our honeymoon, we spent a week in Seattle; we bought our first house in a cute little neighborhood a few miles from town where we first met. The house is a charming one-story, two bedrooms, one and a half baths, white exterior paint, brown shutters, and a big front porch with a swing in front of the large living room windows.

Christian's and I's relationship has been great these last five years. At the beginning of our relationship, we decided not to start a family right away and just to be the two of us for a while. In our third year of marriage, we both had a long talk when we were in bed together one night and decided to start trying for a baby.

In the beginning, we just enjoyed our time trying to conceive, and after the first few months of trying, we didn't end up getting pregnant. The next few months we tried ovulation tests, charting my fertile days, having sex non-stop, having sex only on my fertile days, and even doing special positions to help, but nothing worked. It has now been over a year and were still not pregnant, and it's starting to take a toll on our marriage.

Christian has been a little distant here lately, and I can see how much the whole pregnancy thing is getting to him. I know how much he wants a baby and every time I get my period at the end of the month, I feel like such a failure. I can see it in his eyes how disappointed he is that was not getting pregnant.

I want more than anything to give him a child, and that is why we have an appointment to see a fertility specialist on Monday that my gynecologist recommended. I'm afraid there is something wrong with me that it's my fault we are not becoming pregnant, and I'm scared shitless that the doctor is going to tell us we will never be able to conceive our own child.

The front door opens startling me from my depressing thoughts, and in walks, Christian dressed in his usual dirty jeans and white oil stained V-neck shirt. He takes off his boots and places them near the door next to the heels that I wore to school today.

"Hey," he says as he lights up a cigarette, his copper hair is a mess, falling into his eyes as he exhales.

I roll my eyes and shake my head at him as he sits down beside me at the dining table. Christian started smoking again a year ago due to how stressed out he was. After a few weeks of dating, I told him how much his smoking bothered me, and he promised to quit, which he did for a long time, but after the stress of the last year of trying, he started back up again.

"You know I don't want you smoking, Christian, especially in the house," I scowl at him.

"Lay off of it, Anastasia," he rolls his eyes and leans back in his chair.

"No, I won't lay off of it, Christian. I want you to be here when our baby gets here. Not dead from lung cancer," I snap causing him to jab the cigarette out on the table harshly.

He glares at me and then says, "We don't have a child, Anastasia and the rate we're going, we will never have one," he snaps, gets up and kicks the chair to the ground before stomping out of the room.

I jump when he slams the bedroom door. I cover my mouth with my hand as my eyes fill with tears. I know he is upset about our fertility issues, but he's never spoken to me that way before. He hardly ever raises his voice to me.

I put my head in my hands and try not to break down at the thought of never having a baby of our own. I can't stand this distance from him. I know he is stressed out, and I am too but yelling at me is not helping anything.

I sigh and compose myself before getting up and walking into the kitchen to start dinner.

After a tense dinner, I am in our bedroom getting ready for bed. It's Friday tomorrow, and I am looking forward to the weekend.

I sigh and look at myself in the mirror in our bathroom. I wash my face with my facial wash before putting on some lotion. I gently trace the dark circles under my eyes and sigh in annoyance. My face overall tells the apparent stress of the last year. I'm sure the stress is not suitable for conceiving either.

My periods have been irregular for a while now, probably due to stress. I make a mental note to talk to the doctor about it while we are at the appointment on Monday.

I sigh once more and head back into the bedroom. I put on a pair of panties, sleep shorts and a long white t-shirt before turning off our light and heading into the living room.

Christian is still in his dirty work clothes, sitting in his recliner, drinking a beer and watching sports center. I cross my arms over my chest and lean on the doorway of the kitchen and stare at him while he sips his beer.

"Are you going to stare at me all night?" he says to me while not taking his eyes off the tv.

I crack a smile before slowly walking towards him. When I stand in front of him, he turns the tv off and looks up at me. We stare at each other for a few moments before I make the first move.

I take his beer and set it on the coffee table before sitting on my knees in front of him. He still doesn't take his eyes off me when I unzip his pants and pull out his erection. He leans his head back and softly moans when I take him into my mouth. He gently holds my head as I pleasure him with my mouth for a few minutes.

I pop him out of my mouth causing him to groan in protest. I stand up and slip off my sleep shorts and shirt and straddle him. We both moan as I sheath myself on his erection causing us both to moan louder with pleasure when I bounce up and down.

After we both reach our orgasms, I hide my face against his neck as he wraps me in his arms. He kisses the top of my head, and we just sit there holding each other for a few minutes before Christian breaks the comfortable silence.

"I'm sorry," he whispers.

"For what?" I say against his neck.

"For talking to you the way I did. I..I'm sorry baby. I didn't mean to yell at you," his voice cracks causing me to lean back and look at him.

I lean forward and peck him on the lips. "It's okay, Christian. I know you didn't mean it," I whisper against his lips.

"No, it's not okay. I shouldn't take my frustrations out on you. I know how much I have been distant with you here lately and I'm sorry," he says frustrated as he runs his hand through his hair.

"Christian, I understand, I really do. We just need to better communicate with each other. That's all," I shake my head and cup the side of his head.

He nods and gives me a small smile. "Everything is going to be okay right?"

"Everything is going to be okay. We are going to be okay," I nod and kiss him once more.

He suddenly stands up with me in his arms, surprising me. I wrap my legs around his waist and arms around his neck as he carries me to our bedroom.

"It's time to reconnect with my wife, but first, I need a shower," he says against my lips causing me to giggle as he chuckles.

AN: Early weekend update. I will update the next chapter on Wednesday and it's a longer one. Next chapter we will meet Grace and Leila.

A question of all of you, would you all like updates twice a week, or keep the once a week update? I'm getting ahead on my writing and I have a good portion of them written, so I'm wondering what you all prefer. Let me know in the reviews. :)

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