Page 49 of Down the Aisle
"You're going to get me fat—ouch!" Her body jerked with a yelp at the impact of my hand on her ass. "What was that for!? It's true!" she retorted with a glaring pout.
"Call yourself fat again, and I will strap you to the spanking bench after breakfast," I threatened her, rolling my eyes a bit. "You gotta get a better outlook on your beautiful body that is filling out very well."
Okay, so maybe she was getting a little fluffy, but I loved that! I loved how she had more to grab at, to hold, and to love. Also, I definitely wasn't complaining about her ass getting bigger. I fucking loved making it jiggle by fucking her nice and hard, and smacking it was heaven.
"I am nearly one-thirty, you jerk… I don't want you to get mad at me when I lose my body and look like a blob." Her dejected words made me frown deeply internally.
Sighing heavily, I set her down at the dining room table, settling her in a chair. Then, I kneeled before her, taking her hands in mine and rubbing the back of them with my thumb. "Darling, I am not a shallow asshole like that. So, what if you're getting a little more plush? I love you and your body how it is. I love having more of you to hold and adore," I spoke with my whole heart, smiling lovingly at her with nothing but genuine honesty and passion in my eyes.
Her sparkling eyes, full of wonder, widened at me in awe as a big smile spread across her face. Her lips trembled with her voice, "Y-you love me?" And there was some fear in her eyes as I felt her body clam up a little.
The sweet warmth that shrouded us slowly chilled with her paced breathing. Seconds felt like hours as I watched her eyes grow a little wary, her body timid. "W-why?" A broken look of rejection made her eyes grow somber as her head turned downward.
Letting her hands go, I carefully reached up to cup her face, tilting her gaze to me. "Eliza, you are the best thing that's ever happened to my life, and you never cease to amaze me every day with your spark. I loved you the moment Asher grabbed me and put me on your path, and I am never going to stop." I couldn't help the dopey, lovey-dovey smile on my face as I looked at her like she was my whole world.
Actually, scratch that, sheismy whole world.
"I know it's a little fast, and I didn't want to say anything about my love for you until you were more comfortable with us." Sighing softly, I smiled at her apologetically. "But it kind of came out, sorry." I did feel bad for dumping it on her like this and not in one of the overly romantic ways I've thought of. "And youdo not have to say anything back to me, and please don't feel pressured to if you don't feel anything yet. I want you to arrive at your own terms and pace. Just because I've said something doesn't mean I want to hear it back from you, nor do I want you to pressure yourself to love me back when you are not ready."
Slipping a hand to the back of her head, I brought her down into a soft and deep kiss. "I won't get upset or angry or anything like that either for what you feel and what you don't. If anything, I'll get upset if you force yourself into something because of me." I kept my voice soft and assuring as I spoke, "Nothing you do or say will ever get me to change how much I love you and Asher. I know you've been hurt in the past by your ex, and I swear, the day I find him, he's going to wish he was never born."
I wanted to wring the fucker's neck out for the pain he inflicted on her. Unfortunately, I had no name to go off of, and no one in her damn profile or social network knew anything about the damn douchebag.
Slowly, I let out a deep breath to calm myself and shove the subject away. I couldn't think about that right now because there was no point. Besides, the day's barely started, so there was no point in dirtying it.
Focusing my attention back on Eliza, I smiled at her tenderly as I stroked the back of her head. "You and Asher are my life now, and I know it sounds crazy and scary, but you two really have made a home in my heart." Maybe I should start to find a way to make her forget all of this because it kinda made me sound creepy or deranged the more I thought about it.
Stunned, she sat there staring at me with an unreadable expression for—what felt like—an eternity before some stale words filtered out of her mouth. "I… I don't know what to say." Reaching a stiff hand out, she brushed my hair aside with trembling fingers while looking at me with an unsure smile. "You feel too good to be true, and I'm so afraid that the momentI let you in, accept everything, I'm going to wake up from this dream."
"Oh,mia rosa." Pecking her lips, I smiled happily. "I am your dream come true."
As long as she didn't find out the truth, then I might become her nightmare embodied.
Looking at her as confident as possible, I admired her for a few seconds before giving her a long kiss. "Like I said, take all the time you need. I will always be here for you and Asher, patiently waiting for the moment."
Relaxing with a smile, Eliza stroked my cheek gingerly with the tips of her fingers. "You really don't mind, Asher?" Her smile wavered a little with worry as her smooth strokes jerked to a stop. "I mean, I know you said you don't mind him and all a bunch of times, but if this thing between us is going to get serious…" She didn't have to finish her sentence; the way her body shied away from me a little and how her eyes shut me out was telling enough.
If I was honest, which I would be a little later down the road when she wasn't a flight risk, I already saw her as my wife and Asher as my own son. Yeah, no way would I tell her that right now, not unless I was prepared to chain her in the basement to prevent her from fleeing me.
So, I settled for smiling at her reassuringly. "My sweet rose, I already see Asher as my own son. He is such a bright kid, even if he's still very young, but I can see what an amazing person he will grow up to be." Licking my lips nervously, I looked past Eliza for a split second to look at the toddler a little way from us with his pile of toys. "And I am so happy and blessed that you allow me in his life. I know you two are a package deal and shit, and I didn't care about that. You are mine, so therefore, Asher is also mine to love and care for."
What came out of her mouth next caught me off guard. "What if I want you to be his father?" I couldn't read her nearly blank expression.
Was she serious? Was she pulling my leg? Was this some fucked up game to her? No, she wasn't a malicious little thing who got her rocks off on such things. Honestly, she was one of those people who wouldn't harm a fly, let alone fuck with someone's mind and feelings.
Forcing the bad thoughts away, I smiled at her gratefully. "Then I would be so fucking honored, I might just propose to you right now." The ring was ready to go.
All I needed to do was pop the question, and I was more than ready to do that whenever Eliza was ready.
"Of course, if that's gonna be so, then we're going to need to be more than girlfriend and boyfriend," I teased with a cheeky grin.
Eliza's hand lashed out against my chest playfully. "Oh, stop it, you."
Chuckling softly, I grabbed her hand and kissed it. "What? I can't help it. I mean, you, Asher, and me being a little family." It was picture-perfect, and it was what I wanted—what I'll have in the end.
Another tick faltered her growing smile, saddening it. "What if we end up having our own child?" Worry weighed every inch of her precious face down.
I knew what she meant with her question, and I didn't fault her for having such troubles in her mind. "Darling, if or when I knock you up, then that changes nothing besides the number of children we'll have in our family." Smiling at her confidently, I stroked her cheek with my thumb. "I'm not going sideline Asher, treat him any less, or not see him as 'my kid' just because we'll have a biological child. Blood-related or not, I will always seeAsher as my own son, and I will not treat him any different than one who comes from my family jewels."
