“Okay, I thought this would help a little bit with the whole healing process. I talked to the doctor to see what she thought and she figured it would help too. My mom suggested this right after…well right after you got out of the hospital, but I knew you probably couldn’t handle it then. I just-”
I huffed out a breath to interrupt his rambling. “Chase, whatever it is, I promise I’ll be okay, just uncover my damn eyes.” He did as I asked and I looked around, quickly realizing we were in a cemetery. “What…?” Any question I was going to ask, rushed out of me when I saw the small headstone across from my feet. It read:
~Baby Boy O’Neil~
To the world you are just a part, but to us you are the world.
The feelings that were running through me were so overwhelming; it was a mix of sadness at what we had lost, but also happiness for what Chase had done. A single tear ran down my face as I ran a hand over each word that was carved so carefully. Chase stood silently watching me the whole time; it was only then that I noticed the pile of fresh flowers.
“I try to visit at least once a week,” he explained with a shrug of his shoulders. “It seems to help. I thought it would for you too, but we can leave if you want.”
“It was a little boy,” I whispered and Chase reached out to wrap me in a tight hug, kissing my forehead as I sank into his warmth. “Thank you, for bringing me here, for doing this. I almost feel like I should be having a break down or something right now, but it feels more like closure.”
“That’s kind of how I thought of it. Now, you can visit whenever you like.” I nodded my head, looking down at the headstone once again. I couldn’t believe how sweet and thoughtful my husband was, even when he was going through a hard time of his own.
“You ready to go or you want a little more time?”
“Nope,” I took a deep breath and turned towards my husband. “I’m good. Let’s go.”
He led me back towards the truck and boosted me in. “I guess I’m a little glad Caleb is gone this weekend. I felt like we needed to do that alone. Thank you.”
“No problem, baby. Caleb’s went with me a few times actually. He doesn’t actually understand the whole thing, but he likes to go. Are you sure you’re still up for dinner?”
“Of course, really I’m fine. Better than I have been in a while. I’m glad we’re getting back into a sense of normalcy again. It was gone for so long, it feels good to have it back.”
“Good,” he responded. “Besides, I wanted a little alone time with you.” I turned when his hand landed on my bare thigh as he drove and he smirked at me with a sideways look. “You know we haven’t christened the truck since we got married,” he added in a husky voice.
“Mmhm,” I breathed out as his fingers inched upwards on the inside of my leg. “I think we’ve been pretty busy. But I think it’s a little inappropriate, now that we’re grown adults, don’t you think? I mean you are a teacher and all. How do you think it would look if Mr. O’Neil got caught with his pants down?” I lightly teased and inched away from his wandering hand.
“I think that they would probably be pretty jealous and I also think that I don’t give a damn about what other people think. Right, baby?” He gave me a wicked smile, that made me squirm in my seat just thinking about what he was going to do. The truck came to an abrupt stop and I realized he had turned into a roadside park and pulled into the most secluded spot there was.
“Now, get over here.” He lightly yanked on my hand until our bodies were right next to each other, and there wasn’t an inch of space between us.
I was still playing hard to get though; he had to work for this if he wanted to have a little fun. I sat there still as a statue, looking out the windshield at the line of lush green trees in front of me. Like they were really that interesting. Right. Not when I had Chase O’Neil trying to seduce me.
He let out a low laugh when I refused to turn his way and huffed out a breath. “Fine, playing hard to get, I see.” It was like he was a freaking mind reader and knew exactly what game I was playing.
His hand slipped onto my thigh once again as the same time his mouth sunk down to my neck, lightly nipping at the sensitive spot right behind my ear. This time he didn’t tease though. His hand went straight for my silk panties and he rubbed lightly on the outside of the material back and forth with his thumb.
“Mmhm, I can tell you want nothing to do with this,” he murmured out, a smile forming against my neck. “You can’t deny that you’re excited, right?” A traitorous moan escaped my lips when he pushed aside the material and instantly sunk in two fingers.
“Okay, I’m done playing games.” I swung my leg around until I was straddled across his lap and he smirked back at me once we were face to face. “That didn’t take you very long, guess I have magic fingers, huh?”