Chapter Fifty-Two
Lori
I was unable to have children, but Paul and I still had hope that I could have a baby. I had heard a lot of stories about women who were unable to have babies, give birth. Paul sometimes wanted to just stop talking about it, and tonight was one of those times. I stopped talking about it because I started to see him get mad. I wiped my tears away and picked up the book that sat on my nightstand. I stared at the cover, a girl in a green glass ball. 'Matched' stuck out like a sour thumb on the cover. I opened the book to the page where my bookmark stuck out. I read for a while but then I heard Sam and Grace's whispers, in the kitchen. I put my book on the bed and Paul asked me where I was going.
"Just to see, Sam and Grace." I said. I walked into the living room and watched them kiss on the couch. I cleared my throat and they both jumped. "How was your date?"
"Wonderful," Grace said smiling. Sam took Grace's hand and he smiled.
"I'm going back to bed, just wanted to see how everything went." I smiled and walked back to bed. Paul looked up at me and smiled. "What?" I asked. Paul started to laugh and I just watched him as I climbed under the blankets.
"Nothing," He managed to say, "I just listened to you, you're too funny."
"Oh, thank you." I said putting my book on my nightstand and turned my lamp off. He put his book down on his nightstand and looked at me.
"Love you," He leaned over and kissed me.
"Me too," I whispered. He turned around and shut the lamp off. He held me in his arms for a while and I heard his breathing slow down and he fell to sleep. I listened to his heartbeat and I fell off to sleep also.
Grace
Sam and I had a wonderful time on our date. I wish I could do that every night. Just look out at the water and just talk about life's situations. I sat in bed and waited for Sam to change and took a shower. I heard the shower go on and I just listened and waited until he walked out with pajama bottoms on and his head wrapped in a towel.
"So?" I said.
"Hi." Sam said. He sat on the bed and held my hand. "I had fun tonight, thanks for coming with me."
"I enjoyed every moment of it; the only problem is I couldn't feel the sand in between my toes." I looked up at Sam and he squeezed my hand.
"You look tired so, goodnight I love you." Sam kissed my forehead and walked back to the bathroom. I turned over on my side so my back was facing the bathroom door. I sat there waiting for Sam and when he sat on the bed the weight of his body sunk into the mattress. He lay down next to me and wrapped his arms around me. "I know you are still awake."
"I like to wait."
"Thanks," He kissed my cheek and put his head on his pillow. I fell off to sleep with the sound of his heart.