Megan slipped into the bedroom, the soft click finalized the thought that she and Jon were now alone. The smell of fresh manly flesh
and steam coming from the bedroom confirmed his recent activity.
He was standing on the patio, staring into nothingness, his body leaning comfortably on the railing. Hearing her soft footsteps behind him, he turned around. His eyes seemed so aloof and Megan felt a sudden shudder of uncertainty.
“I prepared a warm bath for you. Why don’t you hop in before it gets cold.” Was he dismissing her? Was he trying to stall the inevitable?
“Ok, thanks.”
She expected him to follow her but he didn’t. Not in the mood to soak, she washed herself and hopped out the bath. He was still on the patio, this time he had the guitar in his fingers, strumming lightly until she heard a song taking form.
One foot was resting on a chair, the guitar resting on his knee.
Slipping her robe over her shoulders, tying the knot, she inched closer as his soft voice drifted towards her.
Oh, you better believe there’s just one thing you need
Cant you see....
Its just me baby
Its just me baby
If there’s just one thing that you should keep
In your book of dreams
It’s just me baby....
Just like a shadow 10 feet tall
Standing right behind you should you fall
Ill be the one to hold you up to walk
When this wicked world makes us wanna crawl
And if your waves should ever break at sea
I’ll be here waiting, I’m that sandy beach
I’m that same old dog, scratching all the fleas
I’ll be by your side, you can count on me....
Tears streamed down her face. The words were so personal, so touching. Her soul were touched by the words....
His eyes kept her captive, his voice washed over her tightly coiled nerves.
The notes died down and as if in slow motion she saw him put the guitar down. Not able to hide her emotions anymore she rushed into his open arms.
“I wrote it for you honey...my promise that I will never leave you alone again..from now on I’ll be there no matter what.”
His hands glided over the satin while her hands stroked his naked back. Awareness flared between them and Jon stepped back, lacing her fingers in his, he pulled her onto his lap.
“We need to talk before I lose it, cause baby I need you so badly right now.”
Shifting a bit to get settled on his lap, she heard the hopeless growl and felt the twitch underneath her butt.
Taking hold of her knees he commanded her to sit still.
“I owe you and apology and a thank you.”
“You do?” she was intrigued.
“I need to thank you for a couple of things actually. Firstly for exposing the conniving snake I entertained in our house.”
Stroking the tenseness of his shoulders with open palms, she whispered.
“I did it for all of us...”
Her hands were so soothing against the coolness of his skin...he swallowed and continued unloading the heavy package that’s been haunting his soul.
“I have to apologise before I can thank you again..” he laughed softly. It sounded like music to her ears.
“Baby..I cannot tell you the pain I felt when I realised Jesse wasn’t mine...and how Dorothea played me for a fucking fool but to learn that my mother was involved in all of this...fuck it baby...it hit hard..really hard. I was so lost in my own pain and self pity that I ran away and left my family behind..I left you ...I didn’t except the support and love you tried to offer me and I ran away and for that I need to apologise...I’m so sorry baby....”
Holding his face in her hands, she placed soft kiss after the other on his lips.
“It’s ok...you are here now...I’m so happy to have you back. I thought you might be upset with me...”
“Upset..with you? No honey..no! You gave us our lives back, how could I ever be upset with you? Now for the other thank you....thank you for waiting for me, thank you for being my wife, my pillar of strength ....thank you for loving me baby. I didn’t see it at first but in the end all roads lead to you..always you.”
This time he initiated the kiss. The kiss was a blend of longing, love and burning, an untameable fire stoking from his core and rushing to the surface.
Megan felt a rush of blood to her head, grabbing his shoulders, she steadied herself.
Pulling slightly from him, she begged.
“Are we done with the talking yet? I need you to love me ....”
Jon pushed her off his lap just long enough so he could sweep her up in his arms and made his way towards their bed.
and steam coming from the bedroom confirmed his recent activity.
He was standing on the patio, staring into nothingness, his body leaning comfortably on the railing. Hearing her soft footsteps behind him, he turned around. His eyes seemed so aloof and Megan felt a sudden shudder of uncertainty.
“I prepared a warm bath for you. Why don’t you hop in before it gets cold.” Was he dismissing her? Was he trying to stall the inevitable?
“Ok, thanks.”
She expected him to follow her but he didn’t. Not in the mood to soak, she washed herself and hopped out the bath. He was still on the patio, this time he had the guitar in his fingers, strumming lightly until she heard a song taking form.
One foot was resting on a chair, the guitar resting on his knee.
Slipping her robe over her shoulders, tying the knot, she inched closer as his soft voice drifted towards her.
Oh, you better believe there’s just one thing you need
Cant you see....
Its just me baby
Its just me baby
If there’s just one thing that you should keep
In your book of dreams
It’s just me baby....
Just like a shadow 10 feet tall
Standing right behind you should you fall
Ill be the one to hold you up to walk
When this wicked world makes us wanna crawl
And if your waves should ever break at sea
I’ll be here waiting, I’m that sandy beach
I’m that same old dog, scratching all the fleas
I’ll be by your side, you can count on me....
Tears streamed down her face. The words were so personal, so touching. Her soul were touched by the words....
His eyes kept her captive, his voice washed over her tightly coiled nerves.
The notes died down and as if in slow motion she saw him put the guitar down. Not able to hide her emotions anymore she rushed into his open arms.
“I wrote it for you honey...my promise that I will never leave you alone again..from now on I’ll be there no matter what.”
His hands glided over the satin while her hands stroked his naked back. Awareness flared between them and Jon stepped back, lacing her fingers in his, he pulled her onto his lap.
“We need to talk before I lose it, cause baby I need you so badly right now.”
Shifting a bit to get settled on his lap, she heard the hopeless growl and felt the twitch underneath her butt.
Taking hold of her knees he commanded her to sit still.
“I owe you and apology and a thank you.”
“You do?” she was intrigued.
“I need to thank you for a couple of things actually. Firstly for exposing the conniving snake I entertained in our house.”
Stroking the tenseness of his shoulders with open palms, she whispered.
“I did it for all of us...”
Her hands were so soothing against the coolness of his skin...he swallowed and continued unloading the heavy package that’s been haunting his soul.
“I have to apologise before I can thank you again..” he laughed softly. It sounded like music to her ears.
“Baby..I cannot tell you the pain I felt when I realised Jesse wasn’t mine...and how Dorothea played me for a fucking fool but to learn that my mother was involved in all of this...fuck it baby...it hit hard..really hard. I was so lost in my own pain and self pity that I ran away and left my family behind..I left you ...I didn’t except the support and love you tried to offer me and I ran away and for that I need to apologise...I’m so sorry baby....”
Holding his face in her hands, she placed soft kiss after the other on his lips.
“It’s ok...you are here now...I’m so happy to have you back. I thought you might be upset with me...”
“Upset..with you? No honey..no! You gave us our lives back, how could I ever be upset with you? Now for the other thank you....thank you for waiting for me, thank you for being my wife, my pillar of strength ....thank you for loving me baby. I didn’t see it at first but in the end all roads lead to you..always you.”
This time he initiated the kiss. The kiss was a blend of longing, love and burning, an untameable fire stoking from his core and rushing to the surface.
Megan felt a rush of blood to her head, grabbing his shoulders, she steadied herself.
Pulling slightly from him, she begged.
“Are we done with the talking yet? I need you to love me ....”
Jon pushed her off his lap just long enough so he could sweep her up in his arms and made his way towards their bed.
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