Some months later
They were in front of the house now complete. Winter had appeared, and they were happy to finish everything before the arrival of snow and cold. They had spent many weeks to build the walls, adding an extra room for the baby, to tile, paint, choose the furniture, put up the shutters, installing telephone and electricity, to finish the porch. And that day, they just stood smiling in front of the house they had built together. They had to add a small detail, but a detail that meant everything. Their mailbox, on which was written in letter curved for the hand of the hostess Mr. and Mrs. Murdoch.
Julia looked smiling the building that stood before them, William meanwhile kept his eye on her as she was standing against him, and he had passed his arm around her waist. He saw a few flakes swirl and fall on her blond curls. He watched her smile, that smile he loved so much, she was happy, he could see it, feel it. Julia let out a contented sigh and softly, he leaned over to kiss her temple.
-What if we went home Mrs. Murdoch, he whispered in her ear, stroking fingertip her neck.
He did not see Julia close her eyes to this gentle attention and she just nodded. He walked away from her just enough to catch her eye and smile tenderly, then they exchanged a chaste kiss before William draws her with him to the house. They went up the front steps of even giving a look at the swing they had set up, imagining both share tender evenings entwined on this swing as soon as winter was over. Then Julia gasped feeling her legs leave the ground. She clung with all her strength to William who took against him to hold her.
-What are you doing William? She asked, laughing softly.
-I'm going to hold my wife to enter our home, as tradition dictates. As I carried you on our wedding day to enter the hotel room.
-William we walked that door for months and we have already spent nights here, she added in a charming voice, stroking the chin William thus making him remember the passionate nights they had already shared in the house under construction.
-Yes, I know, but this is different, this time we're home for good, no more night at the hotel, went over and back, over furniture to install, Rose has put the sheets on our bed, and this evening we will spend our first night at the home of Mr. and Mrs. Murdoch.
He gave her a tender smile and Julia did the same before kiss his lips.
-In this case, let me go home William, I'm afraid you will not be able to hold me in your arms much longer, she said with a laugh before watching her distinctly bulging belly.
-I could hold you in my arms for hours, said William following her gaze, never forget that, little man, Daddy could hold you for hours in his arms.
-But Mom should go to relieve herself in the brand new toilets installed by Dad because the position is quite uncomfortable.
William looked at her again before she laughs at his embarrassment. He did the same and he opened the door to enter the doorway without leaving the look of the young woman he held in his arms. Once through the door, he placed her on the floor and Julia did not hesitate one second to curl up in her arms and kiss him. He snorted contentedly, feeling the breast of his wife pressed against his chest. He stroked her back from the top down, savoring the feel of his fingers on the fabric of her coat, knowing that in these clothes, she was not wearing a corset. He smiled softly while continuing to kiss her, he alone knew, and it earned him many distractions while working. Once she had reached four months pregnant, Julia had refused to wear a corset, even those intended for pregnant women. William agreed, she knew convince him that it was for the good of the child, but he perfectly understood that it was also for the comfort of his impetuous and outrageous wife. And rare were the times he had not enjoyed discovering she was not wearing the piece of clothing that thighten her body and left red marks on her skin so white and perfect. Thinking about all those times when William had just undressed his wife to see her body, the tension became greater. He felt his member tense in his pants. She had felt herself too. She left his mouth out of breath and she walked to the ear of William.
-Rose is not here? She said, sliding her hands on the chest of William.
-She will return tomorrow with the rest of her business, I paid her the hotel tonight, grumbled William plunging his face into the neck of his wife, we are alone.
-And if we were going to test our bed? Whispered the young woman stifling a sigh of pleasure.
-Mmmh, the idea pleases me, growled William, placing his hands on the buttocks of his wife who then bit his neck, but the baby, do you think we still can?
Julia moved away from him only to plunge her eyes into his and tenderly stroking his cheek.
-For more months, she said with a smile, and, you know the rule, I have to be above you, she whispered in his ear, closing her eyes, it is me who lead.
-I do not complain, William replied with a laugh, I love when you leads ... when you ... well ... you.
He heard her laugh before she kissed under his ear.
-Come with me in our bedroom William, let me make love to you and when your child is born, a few weeks later, I'll let you lead our antics again, you can make me anything you want, I would be yours, all yours.
She did not give him time to answer , she departed sharply from him, leaving him in utter frustration of feeling away that way. He met her eyes filled with desire and malice and he shook his head from side to side gently before following her smiling into their bedroom down the hall. Hardly had the door closed than the clothes fell on the ground, the moans of pleasure were heard and they only stopped long minutes later.
William came back slowly in reality. He opened his eyes, breathless, to see his wife on top of him, her legs on either side of his hips, still holding his member taut in her gentleness, her bare chest rise fast paced breathing. He stared into hers, he grinned, stroking fingertip her cheek and he saw her close her eyes when he slipped his hand into her neck and he pulled her against him for a kiss.
-I love you Mrs. Murdoch, he murmured before stealing a kiss, I love you so much, and you too little guy, he added, kissing Julia's rounded belly, my two treasures.
He kissed his wife that turned slowly on the side to lie down and release him. He wrapped his arms around her and they remained there, lying opposite one another, stroking fingertips Julia's belly.
-William you know, maybe our miracle is a girl.
-No, it's a boy, I can feel it.
-As you were convinced that I was pregnant.
He nodded and smiled tenderly before Juliableaning towards him to kiss him.
-I'm sure it's a girl.
-I do not love her least if that was the case, and you know it.
-I know , she nodded, but you want to be right, is not it? She said, laughing.
-I am right, he replied with a proud smile.
-Well, we'll see Detective.
She leaned over to kiss him a long time before to catch her breath and speak on her lips.
- I love you too Mr. Murdoch, she whispered to tighten against him and just savor this moment of peace.
Night fell on the city. The morgue was almost pitch black, it was already a few minutes that Rebecca had left. The silence was then dropped. Dr. Ogden had the opportunity to start up her record player, especially a waltz she loved. A waltz that reminded her so good memories there for many years. A waltz she had shared with the man she loved, with the Detective Murdoch. Julia could not help, it happened evenings like this where she was lost in thought, when all painful and happy memories came back to her. She still could not believe she had luck, by which it happened to be who she was today. She did not know if she deserved everything that happened to her, if that happiness was indeed hers, but one thing was certain, she took every second, every moment, every smile, every kiss, every embrace.
Julia watched the raindrops sliding down the glass of the morgue behind which she stood as she had done many years before. Today she had a job she loved, a husband she loved with all her heart, a home, a family. The days were not all roses, but she was happy and she was intending to enjoy what life offered her. William and her lived happily with their child in their house that he had built for her. Rose had moved with them to take care of maintenance, meals and infant. They were happy to be among them, time that she decided to stay with them. Julia liked her, chatting with her sometimes for hours when William was away. Everything seemed so perfect.
The young woman sighed deeply and turned away from the window to give a glance at the park that William had built a few weeks earlier. A broad smile lit up her face upon seeing the child surrounded by cushions and toys, which stood on her feet and clutching the top of her wooden bars to keep from falling. The young woman met her blue eyes, both eyes that plunged immediately into hers. Her heart swelled a little more love and a big smile on her lips was born. She walked toward the child who reached out to her immediately but fell on the buttocks, still unsteady on her little feet. Julia could not help laughing out loud and she stooped to take her in her arms. She placed a long kiss in her short red curls.
-Do not be so impatient little angel, she whispered stroking her cheek, you will walk soon, but it still takes some time.
She placed another kiss on her forehead and squeezed the child against her as she lay her cheek on her chest.
-What if we were going home, what do you say? Let's see if Dad is finished.
Without asking the child began to fall asleep against her, Julia gathered their belongings. She put a blanket over the baby and left the morgue, putting the light off on her way.
She quickly came to the police station, she walked in the open space to give a little knock on the door of her husband's office. Immediately the three men who were there turned to her. A huge smile appeared on the lips of William approached by a jump his family.
-Good evening gentlemen, threw Julia, still have you for a long time?
-We have to do a search and ... William began stroking the back of the child who woke up in her mother's arms.
-And Crabtree will do it with Jackson, cut Brakenreid, go Murdoch.
-But, Sir...
-It's an order, they grow up to quickly, he said, making hand gestures to the child laughed aloud, enjoy the evening with your wife and your daughter. At eight o'clock tomorrow morning.
William was silent for a few moments. He longed to follow his superior order, but he knew he still had work. He turned to Julia, she would understand, he knew. Yet when caught her eye, he had made his decision. In a glance, he understood.
-Good evening, Sir, he said simply, turning to his superior, George be careful and if anything happens at all, please call me.
-I will Sir, goodbye Doctor , goodbye Molly.
The girl gave him a hand movement and shoved her face into the neck of her mother, who smiled even more.
-Good evening gentlemen and thank you for giving my husband for the evening.
-Enjoy, threw Brakenreid with a wink.
-That's my plan, Julia replied with a mischievous smile, and I'll try to give him back to you at time tomorrow morning, if the wake up does not take too much time.
She saw William gently blushing and without adding anything at all, she left the room, followed seconds later by her husband, who joined her on the doorstep of the police station.
-Come on Julia, he whispered in her ear, they will believe that ... we do, love the ... morning.
-But William, Julia retorted, laughing while dipping her eyes in his, we make love in the morning and I know you like it.
They exchanged a look and a shy smile, then, without a word, they left the building to get into a cab and go home. They greeted Rose, at their service since they had moved in, and she slipped in her room on the other side of the house when they went to dinner. Then together they nursed to bed their daughter almost a year old. Once their child to dreamland, they joined the living room. They shared tea around a discussion of their latest case. And when fatigue was felt, they returned to the bathroom to get ready for the night. Leaving her boudoir, simply dressed in her thin nightgown, Julia was surprised to find her shirtless husband at the center of their bedroom. Her breath caught when she saw the spark in his eyes and the outline of his muscles.
-William?
She could not say any other word before he walked the short distance that separate him to her and he violently pulled her into his arms.
-Julia, he whispered on her lips with his head to the side and breathing rapidly.
-Yes, the young woman moaned, would you talk to me about something?
-This night, he continued in a deep voice caressing the tip of the finger chest of his wife, who bit her lips with pleasure of feeling the desire to grow, be mine, all mine. Please.
She did not have time to answer he took her against him to kiss languorously. She did not struggle, she let herself simply, wrapping her tongue around that of her husband, informing him that she wanted him as well, that night he was in charge of their lovemaking, she was all his, she was totally trust him. She clung desperately to his neck, a groan feeling the member William swell against her thigh.
-I am yours William, she sighed breathlessly as he plunged his face into her hair to deposit burning kisses in her neck, only yours Detective Murdoch, forever. I knew since the day I met you, the day I cross your eyes for the first time. William I'm yours and you are mine, I knew ... in a glance.
She felt him smile against her skin and a second later he pulled her nightgown over her body to remove it. Once naked before him, he smiled, he never tired of this view, his wife in her unit more simply, her hair falling cascading over her shoulders, her smile and her eyes, that look he loved. He felt Julia put her hands on his chest and stroking his muscles and he lost his mind. He knocked her on the bed before covering her body with his, before afflict her the sweetest torture for several minutes, before they make love, tenderly, passionately, a long time, during part of night, so they are starting the morning as the rising sun illuminated their room. Before they start a new day, together.
END
Hope you enjoyed reading this fiction as much as I enjoyed writing it!
Julia R.