Page 30 of A Layperry's Heart
“Truly?”
Aldo smiles. “Yes, truly. Gendry, I love you.”
My mind goes blank as the words refuse to register. It’s like Aldo is speaking a completely new language, one my translator chip can’t seem to figure out. I stare at him for a long time before it finally hits me square in the chest.
Oh.
Aldo loves me. He loves me!
“You love me?”
“Yes,” he says simply, his thumbs carefully wiping my face. “I love you.”
“You are making me cry,” I say but we’re both smiling. “I love you too, Aldo. I love you so much and I cannot imagine my life without you in it. I will do everything I can to keep your heart from hurting. I promise to love you until I’m called to the stars with my Ancestors.”
“That’s a big promise, big guy,” he says with a warm chuckle. “I promise to take care of you and our baby to the best of my ability.”
Aldo shifts from the couch onto my lap. My hands go to his hips, holding on tight as he kisses me, cementing our confessions with a kiss. I’m swept away in the feeling of Aldo kissing me, his hands on my body, his soft whispered words.
Chapter Eleven
Aldo
Iturnmyphoneflashlight on so I can see Gendry. The two of us are huddled under a blanket which stretches from the couch over to a pair of kitchen chairs I pulled into the living room. We’re reclined on a bunch of pillows and covered by soft blankets.
“What do you think?”
“It is a bit cramped.”
I shake my head laughing. “It’s a tried and true human experience! Although, I suppose you’re right. Most blanket forts are for children and you’re really big.”
Gendry pretends to gasp in shock. “Are you calling me fat? Aldo, how dare you! I ampregnant,not fat!”
I can’t stop laughing. “Oh my god, stop. That’s not what I meant and you know it.” Gendry finally cracks a smile, giggling along with me. “Here’s another silly tradition,” I say, handing Gendry a pillow. “Pillow fight.”
“What is a pillow fight?” Gendry asks just before a pillow collides with his face. He makes a shocked noise before picking up his pillow and slapping me with it.
Our blanket fort quickly explodes with chaos. Gendry wraps it around his shoulders like a cape as he chases me around the living room, doing his best to deliver blow after blow. We’re both giggling until we’re breathless. We stand off against each other on opposite sides of the room and my eyes can’t seem to help themselves, looking Gendry up and down.
Jesus, he looks good. He’s wearing a shirt that’s just a little bit too tight, showing off his swollen belly and toned shoulders. He’s in nothing but a pair of boxers below the waist, giving me a wonderful view of his thighs. His stomach makes me feel fondness and affection, and the rest of him makes me feel lust. Gendry is so fucking hot and I feel so lucky that he’s mine.
I’m so distracted thinking with my dick that Gendry gets the jump on me. He quite literally leaps over my coffee table and hits me with his pillow. Then he shoves me onto the couch and sits on me, pinning me down.
I don’t really mind this at all. My cock seems to be on the same page, quickly filling with blood.
Gendry says something, smirking down at me and I realize with a start that I can’t understand him. I reach up to my ear and feel nothing. Shit. Shit, shit, shit. Where’s my translator device?
I look around frantically, but can’t seem to find it. I shove Gendry off me and he says something else I don’t understand, panic welling up inside of me. What’s going to happen if I can’t find it? What if I can’t understand him?
Oh god.
“Fuck. Gendry, I can’t find my translator. I don’t know what you’re saying. Oh my god, we have to find it.”
Gendry gets off of me so I can look through the blankets. When I find it, my heart somehow manages to sink even further. It must have fallen out of my ear while we were wrestling and one of us stepped on it.
It’s broken.
I hold it in my palm, my eyes watering. Oh god. I’m not going to be able to understand my boyfriend now. We’re not going to be able to talk. This is a disaster. I feel like I can’t breathe and I’m having a hard time seeing through the watering of my eyes.
