Tris' POV
His fingers curl around my chin and my body tenses with his touch. I want him. I want him badly, but I can't. I can't. I pull back and he slowly turns his head looking into my eyes.
"Tris," Tobias begins. "You and I can't go on like this." He licks his lips and looks back into my eyes. "For the past two weeks every time I have touched you, you have pulled away and tensed up." I look away, ashamed of what I am like. "Tris, we need to put the miscarriage behind us." He touches my arms and rubs up and down. "I want you. I want you and everything you come with. Please don't be like this, I know it's hard but we can't keep going like this." I feel like he is completely right.
"Okay, you're right." I can't do this, but I have to. For him. He kisses my cheek and then makes his way down my body.
Tobias' POV
I notice that she's tense the whole time. I don't know if I forced her. I feel ashamed of myself. I get out of bed, trying not to disturb her. I sneak out the apartment and storm down the corridor. I accidentally bash into Zeke on my way down. He looks at me and then takes a second glance.
"Four? What's wrong?" God, I want to know how the hell he can tell there is something wrong? How? Am I that easy to read?
"Do I have to explain?" I say trying to sound bold.
"Yes." Zeke says without hesitation.
"Fine, not here though. I don't want...the wrong people to hear about...what happened." I say trying to whisper.
We walk into Zeke's apartment. He the turns to me and waits for me to start explaining.
"Tris, always so tense...I can't...touch her...We tried...But it was wrong...She was too tense and I feel liked I...well...It didn't feel like consent."
"For God sake Four! Tris is not stupid. If she didn't want to then she wouldn't. She would tell you outright and would not let anything happen. Trust me." He shakes his head. "You utter plonker Four." I sigh and feel embarrassed and what I just told him. "Now go back to your apartment and ask her how she feels." I do as I am told and go straight back to the apartment.
"Tris." I call out and I see her sleepily walk out the bathroom, yawning. "We need to talk." She nods her head and walks into the living room and sits on the couch. Then we both go to talk at the same time. We laugh and then I begin.
"Do you want to do that last night?" I ask straight out.
"Yes." She says without hesitation. "I wanted to, my body didn't. It wanted to be tense and not let you in. I need to get over myself. I want children. However, I cannot have children if I am not willing to let us try. Please don't put yourself down about this." She sits closer to me and then kisses my lips. "I consent." I pull her gently towards the bedroom and I raise my eyebrows at her and she nods and pushes me back on the bed and clambers on top of me and kisses my lips. Heavy. I sigh and relax.