Page 67 of Stone
After four years everything has finally settled, the brothers happy, their women popping out kids for the next generation and my husband is relaxed.
Shame I’ve got to hurt him, really.
“Mama!” I hear Penelope squeal, and I grin as I walk outside, catching her just as she trips over her own two feet. I plop her on my hip before Cage walks over with a lazy grin on his face.
“Hey, red….” He murmurs as he gets close and cups my cheek, his touch setting me off, and he asks, “How was work?”
“Long,” I admit quietly as my eyes race between his.
This man consumes me so much, and every day I am grateful I forgave him, that I decided to give him another chance, but he’s still in big trouble.
“How have the kids been today?” I ask to move out of his orbit, confusing him as he frowns.
“Good, Mama took them to the beach,” he mutters as he eyes me, and I nod as I place my hand on the back of Lilly's head while Jesy grins, looking up at me with her daddy’s eyes as she grips my legs, making me smile in return.
Karen, though nearly lost her husband, has come a long way. She and Butch did counselling and decided to separate for a little while when she saw how much pain she inflicted on her husband. But as soon as a woman showed Butch attention and noticed he wasn’t ignoring it, she snapped and finally fought for her husband.
They’ve been happily married since, while Cage and her are slowly healing with the help of me, the kids and Butch.
“Uh, baby, are you okay?” Cage asks cautiously, and I hum as I slowly walk the kids back inside, ready for bath time.
I won’t kill their father in front of them, that is just mean and very traumatic.
“Okay, the kids are down, let me have it, what did I do?” Cage says as he walks into our bedroom, and I raise a brow from where I’m sitting, crossed-legged in his shirt from today, on our bed, two hours later. Cage shakes his head and says, “Nope, don’t look at me like that. We’ve been married for over five years, I have messed up majorly before to know I have really pissed you off for you not to talk to me for two fucking hours. Which, considering I haven’t seen you all day, is just plain mean!”
I flinch and remind him, “We promised never to speak of that time again after our big fight.”
“Red,” he sighs, but I shake my head and snap, “No, we swore to never bring it up after I began packing my bags to leave you while eight months pregnant with Lilly!”
I was hormonal, my mind kept bringing up the lies, the pain, the fact that he tried to leave me when he said he loved me, and that he left me in the hospital alone, without him.
It all came out in one explosive fight when I snapped, and he basically told me to ‘get over it already,’. That went over like a body in a wood chipper, and he basically barricaded the front door so I couldn’t leave.
“All I’m saying, red, is the last time you were this angry with me was that day,” he says softly, “You went quiet before bang, you flew off the handle, started an argument, and then tried to leave me and I’m pretty sure you mumbled that it was payback for when I tried to leave you.”
I smile slightly. I did say that after we made up.
“You said you pulled out,” I finally state after a few minutes of silence, and Cage frowns in confusion, he crosses his arms over his shirtless chest, his body is distracting me from my anger.
“What do you mean?” he asks calmly, and I huff and remind him, “Two months ago, I was in between birth controls and we decided not to have sex, remember?” he nods once, “But we gave in like always and didn’t have any condoms. You promised to pull out!”
His eyes widen as it finally clicks before he slowly grins, and I growl, “No, get that grin off your face, this is not okay, Cage!”
“Oh no, it’s more than okay, it’s fucking perfect,” he says with glee, and I roll my eyes and remind him, “We said we’d stop at three!”
“We did,” he agrees as he stalks towards me, “but the universe clearly has other plans.”
“Cage, it can’t be the universe if we were unprotected,” I mumble, and he grins and admits, “I did pull out, red, remember? I caught it in my hand then fed my cum to you…”
I blink. Crap, how could I forget that?
Okay, so maybe it is the universe…
Cage climbs on the bed and gently pushes me down on my back before covering me with his own body, and we lock eyes.
“Four kids, Cage,” I whisper, “It’s a lot.”
“Nah,” he denies, “it’s more to love and just makes it harder for you to leave me.”
