Mr. Kennedy Meets Love

Chapter 5 "Run or kiss?"

The door was open and she lead him inside, before he could take two steps, the same little boy from the lobby ran right up to Hannah calling her none other than mommy. She wrapped her arms around the little boy and lifted him up facing towards Ken. She had a really nervous look on her face and Ken was pretty darn surprised. But he only had a smile to give the two of them.

"Ken, this is my little boy Sammie. Sammie, this is Ken."
"Lobby?"
"No sweetheart, his name is Ken."

"Um actually Hannah, I've sort of already met Sammie. He was in the lobby earlier crying for I guess it was you. I was about to try and help him when your mom came and got him."
"Oh, really?"
"Yeah."
"He's a cute kid, he said you were pwetty when I asked to describe his mommy."
"Oh my gosh, Sammie you are such a little goof ball."
"Kenny!"

Hannah couldn't be more surprised when Sammie called after Ken and reached his arms out to him wanting Ken to hold him. Hannah's heart started to rapidly pound not knowing what Ken was going to think at this point. But Ken had grabbed Sammie and had him in his arms.

"You sure you don't mind?"
"No not at all."

"Kenny!"

"Hey Sammie, so this is your mommy?"
"My mommy!" Sammie pointed to Hannah.

"So, if you don't mind me asking, aren't you only twenty?"
"Yep, and he's going to be four in a month."

"Is this why you're embarrassed?"
"Well, there's more to the story. Is it okay if we go to your room though?"
"Yeah that's fine, does Sammie stay?
"Yeah, grandma is just right over there silently watching television."

"Oh, okay. Lets go then."

Ken set Sammie down and Sammie gave him a hug before departing to his grandmother. "Bye Kenny!"
"Bye Sammie!"

Hannah and Ken walked out and he led her the few steps to his room. He opened the door and she was surprised to see it clean. She had seen many rooms in her day working in a motel when the rooms were disastrous. It was refreshing to see such a successful athlete keep his room clean.

"Alright, do you want to just sit over here?"
"Sure."

They both walked over to the couple of chairs and they just looked at each other. Hannah was trying to find the best way to start what she was about to tell him. Ken just gave her a warm smile and she took a deep breath.

"Okay, so that was my little boy who I gave birth to at the age of sixteen. I wasn't one of those sexually active teenage girls who slept with everyone she knew. I had this guy that I knew. His name is Charlie. He was nineteen at the time. We had a lot in common and I really liked him. Hell, I thought I was even in love with him. But it all turned out way wrong when he wanted to have sex and I was not into it. I was of course not nearly ready. But that didn't stop him. When we were making out one time he had started to take off my clothes and be quite forceful to the point where I needed to try and protect myself. But he was much stronger than me and he raped me. I wanted to go to the cops. But he threatened my life and I really believed that he was going to kill me. I turned out pregnant with Sammie and my mother was luckily there. Quite disappointed that I was seeing someone who was nineteen. But she saw that her daughter was in danger and needed help. She saw that I had been hurt and betrayed in a brutal manner. I thought that maybe if I wait it out a while I could then tell the cops. But he was stalking me all the time and continuously threatening me, so I never did anything. I just tried raising my son. My mother watched him so that I could finish High School with a 3.8 GPA. Then after that, I had been able to afford my own little place and I found about a wrestling training school down the street. Not too much money and they didn't mind me having Sammie around. I worked hard every day and gave it my all to prove that I can be here today. So here I am. I think what made me take the classes was that I felt I needed to learn a sort of self-defense afraid that Charlie would come after me again. I hadn't seen him for almost a year until last week. When I went to the bathroom, he was there. That's why I got so upset and ran out. I'm really sorry Ken; I know I should have told you last week. But I just can't feel that trust with anyone anymore. Guys that I've met have run because I have Sammie. People have looked down on me and have deemed me worthless. When in reality all I'm trying to do is prove myself, stay strong, be somewhat happy, and most of all, raise my son the way I want him to be raised. Your aren't upset are you?"
"No Hannah, not at all. I'm very proud of you actually. I think what you've been through and how you've come out of it is great. You are a wonderful person and I'm not going to run or look down on you. In fact, I'm going to do the opposite."
"Really?"
"Yes, and if I'm not being too blunt there's something that I've been meaning to try for the past week."

"What is that?"
"This."

Ken got up and lifted her up and wrapped his arms around her connecting their lips for a kiss. She instantly started to kiss him back as they pushed against each other deepening the kiss even more. He held her so close to his body as her hands placed themselves on his lower back. They separated the kiss and then looked into each other's eyes.

"Wow, that was really something."
"I guess I couldn't hold it in anymore."
"Glad you had to come out."
"Me too."

They both just looked into each other's eyes not really knowing what to say. Their previous actions practically left them speechless. But Hannah had to break the silence. She smiled and placed her hand on his chest.

"I'm going to go to bed and tuck Sammie in. Meanwhile, I'll keep the taste of your kiss on my lips until next week."
"Why only until next week?"
"Because maybe I'll just happen to run into you next week."
"I sure hope so."
"Bye Ken."

She placed a sweet little kiss on his lips and then waked out of the door. His heart was about ready to stop. She went to her room and got ready for bed with the thought of his kiss 100 glued in her mind. He was such a good kisser. She was just so relieved to see that he wasn't afraid of her story and Sammie. She thought it was rather cute how Sammie took to him. Maybe Ken was special. Maybe he was that one guy she vaguely tried to find true and honest acceptance from. But she couldn't be so afraid any more. She had to give him a chance, right?

(Well, do you think good things are going to happen? Is she going to give him a chance and break down her wall she guards's herself with? Or will it just be another guy who breaks her heart? Just a couple days to find out. I'll keep you posted. Keep me posted on ho I'm doing. I really hope you are liking the progress of my story. Thanks everyone.)