Chapter 5 Storms never last

Raven's POV

After our latest sex session I fell asleep, I barely had enough energy as it was and something like that just made me a zombie, only without the brain fetesh. When I woke up, it was dark and I was in bed properly and in a bra and boxers. I smiled to myself as I slid out of bed to find my husband. Yes I had known him a long time but he was still showing me sides of him I never knew exsisted. The sound of running water sprayed at me, when I hobbled into my bathroom I expected to see his naked form in the shower, those delicious abs glistening as soap slid down his muscled torso. Instead I got something a little better. Randy was in the bathtub, bubbles all around him and alot of romantic candles provided the light.

"Interesting" I said smirking him a little. I didn't believe for a second that he did this for his benifit, he had done it for me. Randy stood up, bubbles dripping down his frame, it made me giggle.

"You are wearing way too much clothing" Randy said taking my bra off with one hand, his other pulling my boxers down. When I was naked he picked me up and carefully sat me in the tub with him. He lent against the end, my back against his chest.

"This is beautiful" I sighed at him closing my eyes. I was just lucky that I had a very tight covering over Charlie or else I would be in alot of pain. "I didn't know you had a romantic side Randy"

"I thought I would try something new" Randy kissed my neck softly "After all tomorrow we have to pretend our marriage doesn't exsist"

"You still sound bitter about that"

"A little"

"I hate it too but you've given me so much let me do this for you"

"Why do you always put others first?" Randy looked down at me. Yes I was a cold hearted psycho at the best of times but I always tried to do the right thing, I always tried to put others first ahead of myself. I didn't get it either. We just lay there together, happy in the silence, every now and then his giant hands would squeeze my giant breasts, guess that was a way to know he was still awake. Trailing my hands up and down his tattooed arms I actually began to sing gently in Czech.

"What are you singing?" Randy asked softly finally stopping his squeezing, his lips right in my ear.

"I can't tell you, its cheesy and you'll laugh"

"Probably but tell me anyway"

I chuckled slightly "Fine" Forcing my tongue back to english I sang the song again "Storms never last, do they baby? Bad times are passed with the wind. Your hand in mine steals the thunder and you make the sun wanna shine"

Cheesy as hell? Yes. But I guess in a way the song had a point because even through the thickest storm if I had Randy it didn't last very long. He made the bad shit go away.

"That is so sweet"

I'm sure he was mocking me. "You can mock me all you want but you know it's true"

Randy tilted my head so it was facing him "Yes it is true" Softly he kissed me, his lips nothing but pure heaven against my own. Tomorrow I had to pretend that I wasn't married to the greatest man alive, oh I hoped this storm didn't last long.