"Thanks for your help. They'll probably have the guy rounded up within the next day with that information." Punk smiled gratefully after calling Carl, walking back into the living room where AJ sat on the couch, holding her legs up to her chest as she shook her head with a smile.
"It's no trouble. I just thought it made sense when I seen it." She admitted to him as he collapsed down beside her on the couch, keeping his arm up from smacking it against anything.
"You wouldn't make a bad cop." He complimented as she turned to him and smiled.
He could sense she was thinking about something. No doubt Jamie, and what was going to happen with him. Although obviously not loving him anymore, he could see she still cared about him, and felt awful. He would support her with however much time she was going to need to sort things out with him, "Are you thinking of him?" He asked her as she turned away, nodding slightly.
"I feel really, really bad." She admitted, "He doesn't deserve this." She said truthfully as Punk sighed.
"It's normal to feel bad about what we done, but it will get easier. Once you sort out a divorce with him, hopefully he'll move on, and so can we." He told her, placing his hand on her lap comfortingly. It was hard to see her so upset. The whole reason they were in this mess was because their strong, unconditional feelings for each other. He never knew that loving someone came with feeling their sadness and pain. He hated seeing her upset.
"I feel like it's gonna come back and bite me in the ass one day. Like… like I'm gonna lose you for what I done, or you're gonna leave me. And then I'll have no one, and that will be my punishment." She told him as he shook his head.
"You said it yourself. You wouldn't have left him if you weren't doing it for the right reasons. I… I love you, April. The minute I saw you, I thought, wow, her husband is a lucky guy. But his problem was that he didn't know how lucky he was. I… having you, I know how lucky I am." He told her, "Let's just take it slow. Get the divorce sorted out. Just take one day at a time." He told her as she nodded.
"You're so great." She shook her head in awe as she turned to him, "You always know the right things to say." She smiled as he nodded, "I love you." She smiled.
"I love you too." He said, never meaning those words so much in his entire life. He'd had a lowkey life where the only love he had was for his mother and brother. Now that his mom was gone, and his brother was making it on his own, he was very much running out of people to love, until AJ came along. It was almost fate. He believed he was meant to stumble across AJ, and show her what love really was.
"How is your arm?" She asked curiously, shuffling over to him on the sofa, kneeling up and straddling him effortlessly, her flexible and bendable body being able to make her every movement look angel like. He was missing this in his life. This sense of home he felt when she was in his arms, or even just around him. If this was what love was like, he would have tried to find it sooner. He loved securing her, and knowing he was keeping her safe and satisfied. She was everything he ever dreamed of.
"It's ok." He whispered as she pressed a soft kiss on his lips, cupping his cheeks whilst slowing teasing him below, grinding her hips on his hard length which was poking through his sweats already, causing her to giggle against his lips.
"I see someone is eager." She whispered, grabbing the hem of his t-shirt and stripping it off his body, being extremely careful whilst pulling his wounded arm through, nevertheless, throwing the t-shirt away and toying with his chest where he began pulling her own t-shirt over her body, thrilled to see her with no bra on. She had been napping all day upstairs in his bed.
AJ moaned as he fondled with her breasts, using his tongue to swirl around the peachy coloured buds. He always made sure he took care of her entire body. Anywhere that could produce a moan or groan, he was touching or kissing, worshipping.
"Phil… that feels so good, baby." She moaned whilst cupping the back of his head, feeling him blow his cool breath over her breasts, creating goosebumps up and down her arms as she shivered.
He picked her up from sitting with her straddling his hips, turning over and lying her down on the couch, hovering on top of her as he pressed gentle kisses in at her neck and down her collarbone. Her tanned skinned was so irresistible. He couldn't go a day without it.
He kissed down her breasts, shuffling down her body where he whipped off the shorts she was wearing, along with her panties, throwing them away on the floor. He scooted her down the couch for his mouth to be in level with her sensitive centre that was already dripping for him.
AJ took a deep breath of inhaling her own excitement, placing her hands at the bottom of her stomach, gasping as she felt his warm tongue flick its way between her swollen folds. His tongue. It could drive her mad. He knew how to use it right.
"Oh, Phil. Oh my god, baby right there." She took a hold of his slicked hair, arching her hips up and pulling his head in further. He had the power to make her feel like she had never before. She normally didn't like to be controlled, but being controlled by him was completely different. It was a control of want and need.
"You taste so sweet." Punk complimented as she shut her eyes and rolled her head back against the couch.
She tasted like strawberries and cream. He would have happily stayed between her legs all night. It was clear she hadn't been treated right and respected in this way before. She was like a blossoming flower, that had been left to die in the freezing cold, without water and the sun. He was so glad he had found her. Not only was she everything he wanted, and his soul mate, but he had saved a woman who was being tarnished and taken a lean of. Now that she was his, he would treat her the exact way, a woman like her, should be treated.
He made his way back up her body after indulging in her essence, shimmying his sweats off on the way there whilst settling in between her legs and cupping her cheeks, pressing gentle kisses on her lips, knowing it was her weakness to feel his lips slowly push off against her own.
"Promise me you'll never leave me." She looked up at him as he traced his thumb over her soft cheek, pressing his forehead against hers.
"I promise." He said, "You're what I want, April." He said as she smiled, pressing her lips against his whilst falling into his safety, his embrace, his warmth and comfort. Everything she wanted and more.
The next morning, Punk woke up earlier than usual, but he wasn't one to lie around, when he woke, he normally got up straight away. After he and AJ spent the night on the couch, he carried her up to bed no more than an hour ago.
He left her in his bed sleeping, hugging her naked body into the covers. She was beautiful. Waking up to her was a treasure he could bet Jamie never even so much thought about.
He headed for a shower and soon enough was downstairs in the kitchen cooking breakfast for he and AJ. She wasn't a late sleeper, but he would let her sleep on if she was tired, which no doubt she was.
Small things like cooking breakfast for two instead of one brought him such pleasure. He never understood how good it would feel to have a significant other. He never even gave a second thought about growing old with someone, marrying someone, having children. But he supposed that was because he never understood love until now.
He had turn all the pots and pans down after hearing the doorbell go. He assumed it would be the paper boy, so he headed out, basketball shorts and all, opening the door and watching the woman he loved husband, hopefully soon to be ex husband.
He didn't want to fight with Jamie. It didn't seem right considering he was the one in the wrong. He understood that Jamie would be pissed, but he just hoped he didn't tackle him to the ground again. His arm wasn't in need of that sort of violence.
"Can I help you?" Punk asked.
"I know she's here. Can I talk to her?" Jamie asked as Punk looked down. Somehow he still felt guilty that he and AJ were continuing to be around one another.
"She's sleeping." He told him.
"Well can you tell her I want to talk. I'll be around today. Tell her to call me or something, so we can sort this all out." He shook his head, beginning to walk away as Punk called him back.
"Hey! Jamie..." Punk said as Jamie turned around, "She didn't do it to hurt you, you know that right?" He said.
"I don't think you're allowed to be all friendly with me. You've been fucking my wife for months." He said, "But to answer your question, I know. I know she didn't do it to hurt me. It's April. She wouldn't harm a fly." He sighed, despite being angry, he missed her, and yes, he still loved her.
"You'll be able to move on. She just… wasn't happy." He said.
"What is it you're giving her that I wasn't?" Jamie asked curiously. Not wanting to come across as cheeky, genuinely wanting to know the answer.
"Attention, man." Punk laughed so obviously, "She isn't the girl you tell to iron your clothes, or cook the dinner for you coming home, or tell her she doesn't look good in something. And you treated her like she was." He said, "She's too good for that, and she finally had the courage to tell you she wasn't happy with it, and the life you guys lived." He said.
"What am I meant to do? Why wouldn't she give me a chance to change?" He asked. He couldn't believe he was seeking answers in the man who had caused all of this.
"She's found someone else." He told him truthfully.
"How can you stand and say that when I've been with her for ten years, and you've been with her for ten minutes. How can you be so sure you guys are meant to be?" He asked.
"We just are." Punk said bluntly as Jamie shook his head.
"Just… tell her I'm looking for her. I called my lawyer last night, we can start sorting out the divorce." He told Punk who nodded, "I only tried to make her happy." He admitted as Punk sighed.
"I know." Punk nodded, "But we just all need to move on now." He said as Jamie laughed.
"How can you stand there and tell me that?" Jamie said.
"Hey, man. Just remember it was her who came into my house looking for something meaningful. That was her words. And I wouldn't have been such a fool to turn down such a beautiful woman like her." He said, "I'll tell her you're looking for her." He told Jamie who just nodded and began walking away from the door.
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