Chapter 162

And I'll watch you smile
And we'll hide away
And let all the world go by

"I can't believe you had Kelly print out a picture" Robin teased as Patrick followed her through the door of her apartment. "It's like two incomprehensible dots"

Looking up from the picture he was holding in his hands, he frowned. "Don't talk about our child like that," he joked. "Those dots are the beginning of something amazing."

She grinned as he leaned against the back of the couch. "You're kind of swoon-worthy when you get all daddy-like"

Cocking an eyebrow, he looked at her in amusement. "Yeah?"

"Yeah," she nodded, walking towards him. Standing on her tip toes she softly kissed his lips, sweeping her tongue across the seam of his mouth. "Very swoon-worthy."

Patrick sighed happily as he returned her kiss before reluctantly letting go of her lips. He wanted to keep kissing her but given that celibacy was not a natural state for him he doubted he would be able to control himself if he gave into his desire for her. Pulling himself to his feet, he walked to the kitchen and put the picture on the fridge. He traced his finger along the outline of the image and smiled to himself. Just when he didn't think he could love her any more than he did, he came face to face with the life they created and felt his heart soar. Feeling Robin's arms slid around his waist, he smiled and covered her hands with his own.

She kissed his shoulder and stared at the addition to her fridge door. "We're having a baby" she said wondrously.

He nodded. "Yup."

Looking up at him, she trailed her fingertips along his jaw line feeling the small beginnings of stubble pushing forth. "I know it's been hard lately but I hope you know that as hard as this is, I wouldn't trade that-" she pointed to the ultrasound photo, "-our baby - for anything. I never...I....." her voice trailed off.

She wanted to tell him about her therapy, about the root issues she had been dealing with but trying to voice it to him was proving to be almost impossible. As she had felt his hand squeeze hers when they saw the heartbeat on the screen, she felt her heart respond in kind. There was safety in Patrick holding her hand and in being loved by him. Regardless of the mud she was trying to wade through, she knew that his love was a once in a lifetime gift. And their baby - unexpected as it was - was a confirmation of the miracles love could produce.

"I know" he reassured her with a gentle kiss.

She missed him - missed being with him. He was never afraid to touch her or kiss her or hold her hand. He was never afraid to love her or take her over the edge in waves of pleasure. While in Paris she had, at times, gone years without being touched or desired and until you went without, until you had been told overtly and covertly that you were undesirable it was hard to imagine the power of touch or the intoxication of being loved.

Taking hold of his belt buckle she pulled him towards him and tipped her head up to kiss him. Taken by surprise at her bossy gesture, Patrick smiled at her and kissed her passionately. Panting slightly as they broke apart, he ran his thumb along her soft, bottom lip.

"Do you want to grab some lunch?" he asked, well aware of her grip on his belt.

She shook her head. "No. I want...I want you."

"Robin" he replied, the tone in his voice was a warning. "You....you asked for space."

"I know" she smiled weakly, "and I'm not trying to play head games. I just...I want to feel your skin on my mine Patrick. I want to feel us moving together - I want to taste you and touch you."

He shifted uncomfortably as his body started to react to her words. "Robin" he repeated throatily.

She slipped her hand underneath his t-shirt and stroked his taut abdomen, sending a shiver through him. "Please. We just....we just saw our baby and....and I miss you."

Patrick knew he should resist, that he should walk away - a better man would. But he didn't want to be a better man. He wanted to get lost in her, he wanted to drive her wild and hear her call his name. He wanted to feel her come apart against him, shuddering and shaking. He stared her, his eyes growing heavy with desire and sucked in a breath before crashing his mouth over hers. Slipping a hand around her waist and over her bottom he pulled her towards him, lifting her off the ground.

Robin wrapped her legs around his hips, pressing her body into his as they moved towards the bedroom. His mouth moved insistently against hers and she met every movement with her own. She gently coaxed his lips apart, thrusting her tongue inside and in that brief instant they shared the same breath. She sucked his tongue into her mouth and he moaned as it was enveloped in the velvety heat.

Kicking the bedroom door shut behind him, he laid her on the bed and swiftly pulled off his t-shirt, balling it and tossing it to the side. Robin matched his efforts and threw her shirt to where his was. They both kicked off their jeans but as Robin moved to remove her bra,
Patrick shook his head.

"Let me" he told her.

He crawled towards her on the bed and gently traced his fingers along the swell of her breasts straining against their lacy confines. Biting her bottom lip, Robin leaned forward and buried her head in his neck. Her nipples were hard and turgid and pushing at her bra. He ghosted kisses along her collar bone as he slid the straps down her arms before reaching behind her and flicking open the clasp. Pulling the bra from her, he tossed it over his shoulder as he lowered his head to her chest and sucked gently first on one nipple and then the other. She gasped, her back arching and pushing more of her towards him.

As though they had been starving and finally finding a cache of food, they went at each other with alacrity. Their hips rocked together as she bit down on his shoulder, responding to his ministrations. Wanting to taste him, she tangled her hand in his hair and drew his head back to her and kissed him hard and wantonly. He groaned as he felt her hand wrap around his arousal and stroke him.

"God Robin" he panted.

"You feel so good in my hand" she said huskily, "so hard and strong."

He nipped at the soft skin of her neck, moaning. The vibrations travelled through her body, setting her on fire. He fastened his mouth to hers as his hand travelled the length of her body, his fingers slipping inside her. His thumb brushed against the sensitive bundle of nerves causing her hips to come off the bed; she bit her lip again to keep from crying out. Kissing his way down her body, he paused at her stomach and dropped the softest, most delicate kiss in the middle.

"Hi baby" he whispered.

Robin threaded her hands through his hair and smiled lovingly at him. Continuing his journey, he kissed the softness of her thighs before covering her sex in tiny kisses. Her body was humming and he was painfully aware of his erection begging for attention.

Knowing his body well, Robin reached into the nightstand for a condom and pressed it into his hand. Kneeling up, he tore open the small packet and sheathed himself quickly. Tugging her on to her side they lay facing each other, chests heaving and eyes glassy with desire. She cupped his face and nibbled on his lips.

"I love you so much Patrick."

It was as though he received assurance and permission all at once. With a hand on her hip, he entered her and they both cried out in pleasure at being joined together again. They moved, rocked and undulated in unison as they built towards their climaxes. Feeling her tighten around him, he let go and called out for her. Her nails dug into his shoulders as his name tore from her lips as she followed him over the edge.

Breathless and boneless, they lay tangled together; the sheets were a mess around them. Finally feeling like his world was back on its axis,
Patrick lazily stroked her back and pressed his lips to the top. "I can't wait until we're married and living as a family" he said quietly.

A familiar feeling of panic and terror whipped through her and her brown eyes flew open. She was sure he could feel her heartbeat thundering beneath her ribs. "Yeah" she agreed in a strangled voice, "me too."