His hands quickly found the zipper of her dress, and she closed her eyes, unable to control her lust anymore. She always knew she still loved him, that he was still the only one in her heart (and always would be), but she had no idea that her body was aching for him this bad, and now that she did, trying to control herself would be as vain as trying to find a tiny pebble in the Pacific Ocean.
Speaking of pebbles…
His lips sucked on her pebbling nipple through the material of her bra, and that was all it took to awaken the impatient, reckless Alex that lay dormant within her. For the last three years, she had been an adult- mature, responsible, and restrained. But on that day, she found her old self again, the carefree, reckless, impatient side, the side that was tired of his slow, hungry teasing, the side that was as impulsive as it always used to be.
In one swift movement, she got rid of her bra.
He gasped, taken aback by this sudden turn of control. She smirked, watching his eyes stare at her bare breast after so many freaking years. She was expecting him to attack her again, but instead, he wrapped his arms around her, pulled her into a hug. "Oh Alex..." he breathed.
She inhaled deeply, memorizing the familiar scent of his shirt, placed her head on his shoulder, and relaxed, as if that was the safest place in the world. (With the family nearby and their current state of intimate embrace, that was actually least safe place in the world.)
"I love you so much." He sniffled out, letting his hot tear fall on her cold back. She shivered immediately, the tingle sending ripples throughout his body. He pulled her closer to him, and tightened his hold around her, as if she might slip away, as if someone might tear them apart again. "I missed you so much…"
The passion in his voice made her heart swell and her body fill with pleasure at the same time. "I missed you too, Justin." She whispered, unable to think of a witty comeback and not in the mood for it either. "I love you…always"
He sighed in relief, placing soft kisses on her head, and finally pulled apart to look at her face. "So… wanna get back with me?" he asked, smiling at her in such a hopeful manner, that even the cruelest persons on earth would have cried if they broke his heart.
She grinned back, crossed her arms in front of her in a defensive gesture- pushing her cleavage further upwards. His eyes darted to it immediately, the glint of lust reappearing briefly, but he quickly recollected himself and looked back at her eyes.
Her grin just widened, but she decided to snarl at him playfully. "When did we break up, Justin?"
"Good point." He mumbled. "So I guess there's no need of talking about it then?"
She shook her head. "We do need to talk about a few things…."
"Can we do that later, please?" he pleaded restlessly, not bothering to look away from her torso anymore.
She shrugged, and he jumped her again. A giggle escaped her mouth, but she quickly covered it with a snort. "You guys are just so easy!"
"Hey, I am not the only one who's-"
"MOM!" Ethan screamed in the next room, awakened from his sleep. "NO!"
Alex pulled apart from Justin immediately, and started for the door, only to realize that she wasn't in a decent position to get out of the room.
"I'll get him." Justin assured quickly, rushing for the door. "Fix yourself before mom and dad get up."
She nodded, and put back her clothes. So much for a bit of fooling around…
She entered the room, and found Ethan sitting in Justin's lap, clinging onto his neck.
"What happened?" Alex asked fearfully, uncertainly.
Justin shrugged. "I don't know… he won't tell me." He completed with a sigh.
Alex sat on the bed, and pulled Ethan to her. "What happened, baby? Had a bad dream?"
Ethan shook his head, and trembled in fear. Alex cringed, rubbing his back, trying to soothe him. He only shook more, clutching Alex's shirt with his fist.
"Ethan, calm down." Alex ruffled his hair frantically. "Tell me what's wrong. Why are you so scared?"
Ethan shook his head again, this time more violently, and started crying.
"Please tell me." Alex pleaded. "Won't you tell mommy?"
Jerry and Theresa entered the room, but that did nothing to calm Ethan. Ethan sobbed, sniffled for a few more minutes, and finally became peaceful. "Me only tell mommy."
Alex nodded, and motioned for the others to leave the room. Jerry and Theresa obeyed immediately. Justin left two minutes later, trying to figure out what exactly was stinging in his heart.
"What happened, sweetie?" Alex asked again.
"Me woke up. Mommy not there." Ethan began ranting; gulping in air with every word he spoke. "Me scared. Me thought they took mommy."
Alex creased her eyebrows in confusion. "They? Who are they, honey?"
"The aliens." Ethan explained, trembled again. "Uncle Zeke told me about them."
Alex cringed, regretting her decision to drop Ethan at Harper and Zeke's apartment every day when she left for work. (Justin's son was afraid of aliens. Ironic.) "Honey, there's no such thing as aliens."
"But Uncle Zeke told me-"
"Forget what he said." Alex snapped, and immediately regretted it when she felt Ethan stiffen. "I mean…. believe me, there are no aliens. Mommy knows."
Ethan sighed, relaxing and wrapping his arms around her neck more tightly. "Mommy left me…. Where was mommy?"
Alex swallowed hard. She was an ardent liar- a natural- but when it came to lying to her innocent little child, something called guilt made her heart shred into pieces. "Bathroom…" she barely managed to say.
Ethan relaxed more. "Mommy not leave me again. Ethan only has mommy."
Alex swallowed again. Who would have ever thought that life would come down to this? "I will never leave you." She promised, remembering that Justin had told her those exact words, once upon an incest-free time. Gosh, why did everything just remind her of Justin?
"Promise?" Ethan sounded almost happy.
Alex laughed, trying to cheer up the atmosphere. "Promise. Now go back to sleep… We will go home tomorrow, remember?"
"Tomorrow?" Ethan whined. "Me wanna stay here. Me plays with Uncle Justin."
Alex cringed again. "Ethan, be a good boy… I need to go to work on Monday. I can't leave you behind!"
"Me will not stay with Uncle Zeke anymore." Ethan protested stubbornly. "Me stay with Uncle Justin, please?"
Alex sighed, too tired to fight. "Fine." She gave in; placing Ethan on the bed and putting him back to sleep. She stroked his hair, looking at his peaceful face, and placed her hand over his, intertwining her five fingers with his six ones- something she had mastered to do in the last three years, so that Ethan never felt left out, weird, or different. She stared out of the window, mind mesmerized about how strong blood relations could be- just one day, and Ethan already liked Justin.
Yeah…Life was going to be great again, wasn't it?
(A/n: review, pretty please!)