Surprise? Lol don't hate me. Truth is I've been sitting in this chapter for a while because I wanted it to be longer but why force it at this point? Short and sweet is better than nothing, right? I hope this chapter finds my loyal readers well and that you all are staying safe! Enjoy, my loves!

p.s. The song based around this chapter is one of my favorites by Ella Mai, "Found". Give it a listenđź’•

"What do you mean 'Expired'?"

Chris tried his best not to erupt on the woman on the phone, explaining that the tracking device on his Range Rover had conveniently expired three days ago. As angry as he was, he knew it was his fault alone and couldn't take it out in the innocent woman on the line. Instead he leveled himself and thanked her, wisely ending the call.

A smart man, knowing that the mother of his kids was the definition of a flight risk in flesh, would have stayed on top of knowing where the car she drove regularly was at all times, but he'd been so content with her going on the road with him that he'd slipped up.

And now she could be fleeing and there wasn't a thing he could do about it.

Anger flaring, he threw his IPhone against the wall, hearing the screen shatter as it hit the hardwood floor across the room, joining the rest of the broken glass that cluttered the floors thanks to Jessica destroying everything hanging on the walls.

He immediately regret destroying his phone, fearing that Yelena would possibly call, but a part of him knew she wouldn't. He'd messed everything up. She was really gone for good this time all because he'd been careless, gotten too comfortable.

His mind stretched in a thousand different directions. He felt helpless, not knowing what to do next and it frustrated him further.

"No." He said aloud, hating the way his voice echoed through the now empty house like it had so many times before her presence was felt, warming him in a way he never knew he needed. He'd be damned if he'd go back to the nothingness he'd been living with for too long. Pushing up from the couch, he walked briskly to the front door, grabbing Yelena's car keys from the bowl in the foyer along with his ancient work phone he barely used just in case. He decided he would start with the bus station since he knew no sane person would willingly book a flight for a woman as heavily pregnant as Yelena was. He'd track her down to the end of the world if he had to.

Thunder boomed and a crack of lightning lit the darkened sky as the heavens opened up, making Chris backpedal to grab an umbrella. Swinging the front door open with as much determination he could muster, he was stopped dead in his tracts, stumbling back.

Yelena could only stare, searching his face. Her tears were only disguised due to the fact that the rain had caught her just as she was sprinting up the driveway. She was dripping wet and shivering as she reached for knob, but it had swung open just as she made contact.

Now the only thing she could do was blink at his surprised face. She wasn't sure if seconds went by. It could have been minutes, hours even before her brain allowed her to speak

"May I come in?"

Her voice sounded small, like a child's.

He immediately stepped aside and she entered, wrapping her arms around herself to fight the cool air. His footsteps followed her into the living room and she sat on the couch, shivering.

He snapped out of his trance when he noticed "I'll grab you a towel."

She nodded, not missing the way he hesitated, glancing back at her as if she'd disappear into thin air as soon as he took his eyes off of her. He was back in a flash, kneeling in front of her to wrap the fluffy towel around her shoulders, drying her hair and face gently

The silence was palpable as he fussed over her, letting her know that he turned the air off and that she would be warmed soon, the small act of tenderness made her feel guilty, especially because he refused to look at her now that he was so close. When she'd had enough, she cupped his face, forcing his crystal blue gaze on her.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know what to think. I panicked, I shouldn't have-"

He placed his hands on her knees "Yelena."

"-run away like that, I don't know what I was thinking. I ran into her. In... in California and I never in a million years would have guessed she was your ex wife or that you were still.. dealing with her, but... if she's... pregnant, we can work it out-"

He gave her legs a gentle squeeze "Yelena" he tried again

"I don't know how, but I know for sure that I don't want to just run away like a coward again when I thought we were actually getting somewhere. I don't want to keep doing this. I don't want to run from you anymore -"

He took her by the elbows, yanking her ever so slightly to him, his lips pressing to hers.

She let out a small squeak in surprise, letting him kiss her until she couldn't think straight, unbeknownst to her, was exactly what he wanted. When he finally released her, she couldn't fight the silly grin that played on her swollen lips "You aren't angry with me?" she asked.

He let out a sarcastic snort before his face went deadly serious "I fucking love you, Yelena."

Her stomach dropped at the confession, the same way it had when she'd thought she heard him say it before.

"I love you too."

He captured her lips with his own once again "No more running from me. Ever again." He said sternly, His eyes boring into hers

"I won't." She swore, losing herself in his kiss "I won't."

Her body happily surrendered, no second guessing, without hesitation.

She all but attacked him, pulling them down onto the couch as she planted kisses on his neck. Their hands roamed all over, gripping at a bruise inflicting rate.

She clawed at the button of his jeans with need, letting out an unapologetic growl when he stopped her "Chris." she warned

"Not here. Not like this" he growled back, sucking on her bottom lip as he ran his fingers through her brown locks, his favorite fragrance filling his nostrils, driving him mad "I want to do this right."

In a swift motion, he swept her up. Locking her legs around him tight, he carried her up the staircase, his hungry kisses never halting. Once in the master bedroom, her feet had barely touched the plush carpet before she was at his clothes, tearing his shirt over his head. He kicked off his shoes and socks and off came his pants.

With no rush, he took his time, pushing her down into a sitting position on the end of his bed and kneeling before her to unlacing her sneakers, removing her socks. His fingers found the hem of her shirt with ease and he pulled it over her head, kissing her now exposed collar bone and bare shoulder. Her heart ticked in her ears at the look in his eyes as he undressed her, popping the button on her jeans and inching them downward. A moan fell from her lips as his strong hands glided down her thighs and he held her hand as she stepped out of them. His eyes drank her in, and even though there was nothing but pure, carnal desire searing through them, she couldn't help but feel the need to cover herself. Old habits died hard.

His next move melted her.

Ever so gently, he moved her hands away from herself, kneeling once again, he placed a lingering kiss on her baby bump as he slid her panties down and off "Don't hide yourself from me, Yelena."

"I just-"

He kissed the inside of her thigh and she almost erupted

"We've had this conversation." He stated, standing "My feelings haven't changed"

"I'm different now... my body is different. It's going to be worse after the twins get here-" she rambled

"I don't care"

She twisted the pendant at her throat nervously "Chris-"

Tipping her chin up, he kissed her softly "I wanted you then. I want you now. I'll always want you." He assured her "I'll be damned if I can't have you right now, woman. Don't make me beg, because I will."

She let out a small laugh as he took her face in between his hands, tucking her hair behind her ear

"Don't think. Just let me show you." He said, his eyes asking for the green light

She could only nod, feeling herself relax into his kiss, into his touch. His pace was agonizingly slow as he laid her down gently on the bed, working his way from the tip of her toes to her core. Every time he got close to the ache that was begging to be touched he'd stop and start all over again until she was practically in tears of frustration.

"CHRIS." she whined. The smug look on his face made her want to kick him in the skull.

"Tell me what you want."

She gripped the duvet around her as he skimmed his nose over her inner thigh "Please." She begged softly

"I can't here you."

"Please. I want you."

"You know what begging does to me."

Before she could form a coherent sentence, he slipped his tongue in between her dripping folds

She could have sworn she went cross eyed, her hips bucking upward off of the bed "Oh.. ohmigod"

He held her steady as he dove straight in, devouring her. Her fingers found his blonde hair and she cried out many vulgar words until the world shook around her and she finally found her first release. Her legs shook as he slowed, letting her come back down to earth, but his tongue remained, teasing her sensitive flesh. His face emerged from in between her thighs and she pulled him up for a heated open mouth kiss, tasting herself on his tongue. She could feel the bulge in his briefs growing by the second, demanding him to take them off. He obliged and she eyed his erection hungrily as he repositioned himself above her, sliding the tip in between her drenched folds.

"You're so fucking wet." He groaned, still teasing her entrance

She lifted her hips in anticipation "Do it" she pleaded "I need you now."

She could hear him hiss as she rocked her hips back and forth, coating his dick with her juices.

Through the thick fog of desire, he almost looked conflicted, tormented even "I don't want to hurt you." he finally admitted, kissing the tip of her nose.

The affectionate gesture cleared her own head for just a moment. It had been quite some time "I'm not breakable. Just go slow. I trust you."

Lacing her fingers behind his neck, she stared straight into his soul as he eased into her. They both gasped in unison and his hand shot out to grip the headboard above her when he had filled her to the brim

"Am I hurting you?" he asked through semi clenched teeth, his eyes concerned.

She couldn't put up a front, he seemed bigger than she remembered. Her lower half aches ever so slightly as she adjusted to his size. She tried her best to relax, trying to distract him with sweet kisses "No. Make love to me."

They found their rhythm that always came with a familiar ease. He was gentle. She could tell that for the first time, it wasn't about release. They made love to each other. Sweet, caressing, blissful love. And when they both reached the peak, in sync, they held on tight to each other as the worked came apart.

There was no time wasted in between rounds while in the frenzy of their lovemaking. By the time they were burnt out, the sun had long gone.

Yelena fell onto the pillow beside him, gasping. Wrapping herself in the tangled sheets, she rolled over to look at him. He was on his back, chest heaving, a thin layer of sweat coated his forehead. He met her gaze and grinned, making her roll her eyes.

"How many times was that? I've lost count." He panted

She sat up, resting her head in her hands as she propped herself up with her elbow "Five."

He rolled on his side to face her, taking her behind the neck to kiss her passionately "That simply will not do."

She giggled "Chris, I can't feel my legs."

"I don't want to hear it. You've been teasing me for months." He snatched her to him, pulling her on top "Thank god, you're already pregnant."

Feelings? Thoughts? Give me your worst! A big thank you to anyone who is still reading. I know the gaps in between chapters are getting ridiculous, but just know this story will forever be my brain child and I'll never give up on it.

With that being said, in the next chapter, our favorite pair of rabbits' lustful bliss comes to a screeching halt much too soon for their liking, much to Yelena's concern.