LPOV
"When are we gonna go to grandma's house?" Isabelle asks me for what feels like the millionth time in the last hour.
"Tomorrow baby I already told you this." I say trying to not sound overly annoyed.
"Why we going?"
"So I can be alone with your mom." Elliot says next to me. I slap his arm gently.
"You're always alone in your room." She says looking at us curiously. I wait for him to answer her.
"But not in the day." I'm completely aware that we will, finally, be having sex this weekend. I'm so ready for that because lately I've been so horny I can't stand to be around Elliot. Not without picturing myself taking his clothes off.
"Ohh okay. And I get to sleep over with Vee?" She says looking at me.
"Yup you two are going to have a sleepover at my mommy's house and Evan is going too."
"Can we go a long time?"
"Yea you are going the whole weekend."
"Are you coming too?"
"No daddy and I are going somewhere."
"Where you going?" She asks Elliot.
"To make another baby." He says laughing but stops when he sees my face. It is a little too soon to make that joke. "Baby, hey." He pulls my face up to look at him scooting closer to me.
"It's fine." Or I'll at least pretend it is.
Dinner carries on as it always does in the Grey household. Isabelle can't stop laughing and Elliot just keeps adding to her laughter while Evan continues to gurgle.
Elliot and I have been together for over a year yet the longest time we have been together alone was the time when Isabelle stayed at Grace's house over night and we picked her up that evening. I was about six months pregnant that time. I love my kids but I love my husband too and the chances of me spending alone time with him feel as rare as winning the lottery. Which is exactly what it feels like right now. As we walk hand in hand doing something that feels completely cliche, yet romantic, I can't help but think of how we never do this. Maybe when the kids are older we can vacation with them more but for now I will settle for a thirty-six hour vacation with my husband.
The only bad thing is that it is too damn early to be awake. I suggested to Elliot that we watch the sunrise at the beach where our hotel was located. Seeing as how the kids are currently at my mothers house for the next few hours, I thought it would be nice. Of course I didn't realize how tired I would be since we would have to wake up earlier than usual. And we forgot about the time difference.
As we neared some other resort I had Elliot stop because there was people there but I want alone time with him, not to be surrounded by strangers. I set down the towels from the backpack he carried then took out the blanket. Even in Florida it got cold. He took a seat and I sat between his thighs and leaned back on his chest.
I took a picture of the scene in front of us. The beach was deserted and all we saw were soft waves and the sun just beginning to rise. Then I turned the phone took at picture of Elliot and I smiling. I love pictures of us. Ok it wasn't just one picture, I must have taken at least a dozen of the same pose but I couldn't help it.
"So a sunrise wedding?" He asks kissing my neck.
"I won't show up. It's too early." I tell him running the tips of my fingers over his arms.
"Sunset?" He asks pressing his lips on my cheek.
"Maybe. So you should know that I lied about looking at venues. I just wanted time alone with you."
"Yeah I figured that when you wouldn't answer me on where we were going."
"I did want to because I think a beach wedding would be great and it gets us out of Seattle. We could all use a little vacation."
"Mia was crazy with her wedding shit I don't know why you put up with it."
"I owe it to her. And she was excited, be nice to her."
"Do you think she was ready to get married?" He asks seriously.
"I think she loves Luke and she would have married him eventually so why wait. If it didn't happen now it would've in a few years. But he's ready and she is too, just scared I think."
"Mrs. Grey you are shivering. Do you want to go back to our room?"
"Not unless you want to." I have goosebumps but not from the cold.
"I want you..." He stops and thinks about it.
"You can have me as soon as we get back to our room after we watch the sunrise." I tell him moving his hand over my breast.
"Really? I haven't had you in that way in months. I thought that the first few months after we got married would be exclusively for sex. Not that it's been a bad few months but because you seem so reluctant toward sex."
"No I was just being cautious after your injuries and then with the miscarriage. But I am so ready to have you again." I admit.
"Let me just tell you that the feeling is mutual baby." His hand tightens around my breast making my stomach tighten in that so familiar feeling that makes me feel him in every nerve of my body.
"Did you bring condoms?" I ask him as soon as we stand up getting ready to walk back.
"Someone is eager." He says chuckling while he hold the backpack open for me as I stuff the things back inside.
"I did. I brought plenty for the day but the way I'm feeling we are going to have to restock for the night." He says sarcastically.
"That's fine we can go when we have to pick up dinner. Or while room service arrives." I say sarcastically.
"Sounds like a good day." Elliot became unusually quiet for a few minutes. He's a big talker, and even though he drives me crazy sometimes with his antics and constant talking I can tell that now he's thinking about something serious. I tilt my head to see the crease between his eyes that only happens when he's truly focused on work.
"What are you thinking?" I ask him.
"Work." I have noticed lately that he's been spending more time at home working on things but I must have been to preoccupied with the kids.
"Is everything okay?" I ask intertwining our fingers.
"Yeah things are great. I was asked to build this house but I'm deciding whether or not to do it."
"Why wouldn't you do it?"
"Because it's a two hour drive." I can tell in his face that he wants to do it but isn't fully committed because it would mean that he has to spend less time with us.
"Well you should know that we will be here always." I reach up to kiss his cheek briefly. "Here or wherever you want us. But I would prefer to stay in our home." He kisses my temple and puts his arm around my shoulders pulling me into him. He lifts me catching me by surprise.
"I'm not deciding now. Right now, I am taking you in to that hotel room and I am going to take your clothes off and fuck you until you can't walk." I'm surprised to see that he actually does carry me for a solid five minutes until we get to the suite. I miss all this playful side to Elliot.
As soon as he carries me into the room he throws me on the bed like I weigh nothing. I sit up in the bed laughing at him and watch him remove his jacket then his shirt. He throws it at me smiling.
I watch him remove his shoes and pants just moments before he climbs on the bed and hovers over me. His body falls gently on mine until I am flat on the mattress. His lips find mine and I finally feel complete which is something I have not felt in months. For the first time since our last night in New York, I don't feel so afraid. Even though I have slept in the same bed as him I felt an absence but now I don't.
I push him back just enough to switch positions so that I am on top of him. I straddle his hips and his hands move to my hips and start to slide under my clothes. I shiver when I feel his cold fingers find their way to my back and slide up. I sit back up and remove my hoodie then my T-shirt leaving me completely bare from the waist up. He sits up and his mouth immediately goes to my nipple. As his tongue moves in circles over my nipple I throw my head back enjoying the sensation of his lips and his mouth along with his hand on my left breast massaging my skin. I slide my hand down his chest until it reached the top of his jeans. I can feel how hard he is over his jeans and just as I'm about to unbutton his pants I loose my train of thought because his palm is pressed against my sex and a moan escapes my mouth.
"Elliot." I say softly against his ear as his hand keeps on its slow torture of applying pressure and my hips start moving. "Take them off." I say referring to the confining pants that are in the way. I thought he would do it but when his pressure got harder against my sex I stood up and removed my pants and the bastard just smiles at how tortured I feel. I was thinking that he would be eager but he's being a tease. He sits on the edge of the bed and runs his hands from my thighs out to my hips and the curve of my waist. He stands and I unzip his pants and then come off ass soon as I can get them off. "I need you." I push him on the bed and aline his length with my hot core. As we are finally connected I move every time I grind my hips and push against his chest. I really have missed him in more ways than one. The more I move the louder I moan. But even though I need release I don't want to let go because I don't want to stop I need to move and feel him as much as I can for as long as I can. Just as I am about to cum he grabs me and flips us over so that he is on top of me and he starts moving faster and building that moment of when I can't go back. When I don't want to go back.
"Finally." He says when he has regained his normal breathing pattern. I let out a loud laugh and feel him as he starts chuckling.
"What?" I ask curiously.
"Baby it has been too fucking long." I chuckle at how happy he is.
"Well luckily we get a whole day all to ourselves to just do that." I tell him placing a kiss on his chest.
"A whole day really?" He says sarcastically. "But this is probably the longest we have ever had for just us though. So we should take full advantage of it." His hand slides down my back until it is on my ass. I throw my leg over his body to continue enjoying the rest of our alone time.
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"How were they?" I ask my mom as Elliot takes our bags inside after we arrive back in Brooks from our time alone.
"Like little angles. Isabelle is quite the talker much like her grandmother and I mean my self. I don't know how she talks so much because lord knows you were never an overly chatty child. Your sister was though, at least until recently. Virginia has been awfully quiet lately. Do you know what in the world is going on with that girl? I have tried to talk to her but she gets upset and seeing as how she is my child that is always happy, that worries me. Now I don't want to spend too much time on that, I want to hear about you little girl what have you been doing since we last saw you?" She takes a breather and I follow her out to the porch where she has tea waiting for us.
For the first time in ages I have come home and I am not worried about all the shit that happened those years ago. I still hide a bit but I have Elliot and seeing my mom after she left so suddenly last time makes me feel better because that means that I can finally make up with her and apologize for acting so selfish about not including them in the wedding.
"I've been good. Everything is well… But a few weeks ago I had a miscarriage so that was hard but Elliot and I will make it through it." I say honestly. I think maybe I should open up to my family more because I would hate for Isabelle to one day forget about Elliot and I if she finds a man far from home.
"You can always try again dear. You are young." she says putting her arm around my shoulder.
"I know and even though I didn't know I was pregnant for long I wanted a baby. We already have two but I would love to have lots of babies with Elliot. I just feel like I disappointed him." I admit.
"Failed him?" She takes a moment to look at me.
"I know how much he would want another baby and when I had this miscarriage I just felt like I couldn't give him any more. I want to give him as many kids as we can handle but I just felt like maybe I wasn't good enough woman to carry another baby. It's just hard. And you're right when you say we can try again but it's never fun getting your hopes up to only be completely disappointed."
"Little Girl life is only disappointing if you see the bad to every situation, which you have a habit of doing." She says reminding me of how depressed I can be.
"A man will give you a flower and all you can think about is how the flower has to die someday."
"We all die someday mama."
"That man has given you two wonderful children and you are worried about the one that never even got a moment. Worry about what you have Lina." she takes a sip of her tea. "but not too much worrying little girl. You will drive yourself crazy if you do. And that husband of yours will go crazy too. There's nothing worst than a crazy husband." She says smirking behind to where my father and husband have just walked out. I get up to properly greet my father who wraps his arms around me like he used to when I was younger and was hurt. I really have missed my dad. Growing up he was always this bigger than life person who was respected by pretty much any one in the town.
"Little girl more babies will come when the time is right." He whispers in my ear. At first it catches me off guard, however the more I think about what he is saying the more a I realize that he knows about the miscarriage too. I thought it would be my mom to tell him but since she has been with me the entire time it confuses me until I look at Elliot who is shrugging at me. It doesn't bother me but it does surprise me that Elliot would talk to my dad about something like this, or anything for that matter. I have an idea that my father hates Elliot. Of course what happened with Elliot that made my father question his intentions with me are my fault. The secret wedding certainly didn't help that situation. But for Elliot to be the one to tell my dad about the miscarriage is new. I wasn't even aware that they had ever talked when I'm not around. From what I hear daddy is kind of a jerk to my husband. Not that Elliot even let it get to him. No matter what it is my father does or says to Elliot, Elliot is always respectful or if he can't be respectful he at least tries to not say anything.
"We are going to go out and get something for the basement. Elliot says he can help with a problem we've been having lately. Just wanted to let y'all know we were gonna head out for a bit. But we'll be in time for dinner. And the kids should be waking up from their nap soon. I'm sure they'll be happy to see you. Your little girl wouldn't stop talking about her mommy and daddy." He gives me a kiss on the cheek just before kissing mama and they walk out together.
"I was trying to make conversation with him and it just slipped out." Elliot says placing his hands around my waist.
"I told my mama. I'm glad we are here. And you have just as much right to tell people about what happened as I do. It was your baby too El." I gently kiss his lips and he deepens the kiss by gently tugging on my hair.
"I love you Lina. we'll be back soon baby and don't forget that our plane leaves in the morning. Just try and use this time to have fun with your family. I love how they are and you need them in your life just as much as I need mine."
Mom and I spend most of the afternoon making dinner while Elliot and daddy try and repair the wall on the basement. Then daddy makes Elliot fix the porch swing that has been broken since Virginia and I got in a fight a few days before I moved out for college. Watching the swing finally swing back and forth reminded me of how I promised mama that I would talk to Virginia. She has been staying at my old house because she thinks that she needs space. But this "space" was only necessary after she got back after staying with me a while after Elliot's surgeries.
She arrives to mama's house only to go to her old room and lock herself there. But being the persistent sister that I am, and the fact that I had already promised mama that I would talk to her, I knock on her door anyway.
"Hey." I say cracking the door open. I watch as she wipes her face and tries to look casual.
"Hey is dinner ready? I'll be down in a few minutes. Give me a minute please." I can see from her red rimmed eyes and he puffy nose that she has been crying.
"It's not ready yet I just wanted to come and say hi since you just walked by me." I tell her taking a step into her bedroom.
"Oh I didn't mean to I… It had been a long few months."
"So I am going to just cut to the chase and ask you what is going on Vee?" I take another step and close her bedroom door. She shakes her head and tries to smile. "Don't lie I can see something is wrong you can tell me so I can report back to mama or you can tell her yourself." I suddenly am brought back to our teenage years when I would come into their room and gossip about all the shit we did in high school. She sits up and leans back on the head board with her legs crossed in front of me. I do the same facing her.
"You have to come up with some bullshit to tell mom because I don't want her to know yet." I nod my head. Just when she opens her mouth the door gets open by Ann who just sits with us. It really is how things used to be.
"When I was with you in Seattle and I was with you and Elliot, Scott and I started talking and he was being really sweet helping with the kids while you were with Elliot. And we started dating like officially dating I thought it would be fine because he told me how he cared about me and how he was serious," I can already see where this is going and I told him to be careful with her. "But he wasn't. I told him that I would have to come back eventually but when I talked to him he said he was sleeping with other girls the whole time. That I should go back to Brooks and find someone else. He wasn't even nice about it." Elliot always said that Scott is a lifetime bachelor but I didn't think he would be like this to my sister. Considering that she will be in Elliot's life as long as he's in mine, I'd say this is a problem.
"You lost your virginity to him?" Ann asks completely surprised. If I wasn't so upset for Virginia I would laugh.
"No, I had sex years ago. Not everyone is a saint like you." She says yelling at Ann.
"Don't yell at her. You have to get over him. I know you really cared about him but wasting your time crying about him is useless." I say reasonably.
"I want to just not talk to him. But I can't Lina." She starts crying more. Ann sits next to her and has her arms around her shoulders.
"I'm Pregnant." Shit. Holy fuck she's going to have a baby.
"How far along?" I ask her.
"I'm thirteen weeks tomorrow." Three months. "I have't told him. I haven't seen him so I'm just…"
"You gotta tell him." Ann says.
"How? Should I just call and say 'Hey, remember that time we had sex because I thought we were dating? Well, I'm pregnant Scott.'" That's true. "Or should I fly across the country and tell him even after he told me to not expect more than sex if I go looking for him?" What an ass. I mean I knew he liked to fool around but not that he could be so rude.
"Well what are you gonna do now?" Ann asks. I see Virginia's eyes look down at her lap before shrugging.
"I'm gonna keep it obviously. I just don't know what to do about Scott." I know very well that she's disappointed. Not at having a baby but at the fact that she will have a baby, possibly, alone. We all look at the door where someone is knocking. I quickly wipe my eyes and my sisters do the same. It's clear that what was just discussed in here will not be said to my mother. Now it's up to me to tell her something. Elliot opens the door and takes a look at us before letting us know that dinner is ready. We all walk out without another word. As I walk by Elliot he grabs my hand and asks if everything is fine. I assure him that I am okay without elaborating about my sisters. I can talk to him about it later. Hopefully my sister understands that I cant hide something from my husband but it will stay between me and Elliot. Dinner goes really well. The men in my family seem to get along well talking about sports, well arguing really because we can't seem to pick on one team who deserved to win the super bowl. But its fun arguing, the kind that Elliot seems to be included in. It's not that he has been left out of things before but it's the way he's so easily yelling at Noah that gets me. They are yelling the same way my brothers do. Ann is with Evan and Virginia is trying her best to look animated with Isabelle but at least she is somewhat distracted.
I haven't been this sad to leave Brooks since I moved to college nine years ago. But unfortunately my family's flight leaves in a few hours. All of our things are loaded into the car but now we just have to say our goodbyes for now to everyone. When I hug my mom I notice something that must be new sitting in my mom's sitting room.
"Mama where did you get that?" I ask looking at the new picture she has next to my brothers' wedding pictures.
"I got it from Virginia. I hope y'all don't mind that I put it up. I just needed a new picture of you two and since I'm waiting for the formal picture of you and Elliot on your party that will have to do. You looked beautiful sweetheart." I smile looking at the picture of Elliot and I kissing for the very first time in the New York court house after being pronounced husband and wife. As I look around I notice that the majority of pictures of her four Grandkids. There is one of Damien and I but it's pretty hidden and it's only a wallet sized picture. But the more I look that more I see that there are at least a dozen of Elliot and I, in so many places. There is Coping together last year and that summer when I was pregnant. The engagement, the wedding rehearsal, and so many more pictures. There is even one of mine and Elliot's parents together.
"Thank you mama for everything you've done for me. I hope I can come back soon. I love you."
"Take care of my girl Grey and those little ones." I hear my daddy say to Elliot when we walk to the car. I let Virginia know that I'll call her soon and we drive back to Nashville and get on our plane to Seattle. It isn't until later that night that I ask Elliot about the picture my mother put up of us.
"I honestly didn't think they liked me, but now that I have earned a spot on her precious room collection I'd say I'm finally in their good graces." I kiss his cheek feeling at ease in my life for the first time in months.
