" Remember what I told you two? " our little daughter narrowed her eyes at us as we handed her her bag.

Friday night was when she went over to her great grandmother's to have a girly sleepover with her and her godmother. Why wasn't I invited? Because Rudy claimed I had enough of my daughter and I needed to learn how to be humble and shared her with somebody else. A very pretty stupid logic but who was I to argue with the fun aunty Rudy.

" Yes, mads. A kiss is better than a fight. " Nick chuckled, ruffling her hair.

She grinned up at her father making me scoffed. She hated it when I did that to her, messing up her perfect hair. Ungrateful little brat.

" Goodbye, mommy and daddy. See you later. " she said, giving us kisses before getting on her bike.

We stood on the porch watching our little girl paddling her way out of the gate. I felt an arm wrapped around my waist when my eyes were starting to burn.

" You're acting like she has gone to college. She's just going down the street, baby. " Nick chuckled, pecking the side of my head.

" Oh fuck off. " I groaned, getting out of his grip and went inside the house.

The last few days with him after our little moment at Madeline's party were more bearable than any other days with and without him. We got along just fine and maybe even a little too friendly as he kept stealing kisses here and there.

But, I didn't seem to mind. Resisting him was hard and I was tired as fuck so I accepted the fact that he wasn't going anywhere anytime soon.

I didn't mean to let him stay for a drinks after dinner. But, somehow I did as we ended sitting on the floor of the living room with a bottle of red wine and cigarettes.

Talking to him again reminded me of old time. We talked about everything. I watched his lips moved so fascinatingly as he told me his stories. The conversation between us got deeper and darker every passing seconds but I didn't mind.

He told me about how he regretted his decision the moment he learned about Madeline. He was sorry for never being here. He said he had no idea or else he would have made everything better. He couldn't change the past but he was willing to make up for lost time. I listened to him, every words he said.

My heart breaking with him grieving over our ill fated relationship.

" I'm sorry for fucking up. " he chuckled humorlessly as he gulped the last bit of his wine before pouring down some more.

" Things could have been so much more better. I'm sorry, Ana. "

I was about to answer him when the light suddenly went out. I let out a loud squeal at the sudden darkness, jumping to my feet. He laced our fingers together, telling me that it was fine and led us into the kitchen. I took out the candles from one of the drawers as he looked around for a lighter, hand never leaving mine.

He lighted the candles on the small table before sitting down all while gesturing me to take a seat beside him. We sat in the dark for awhile in utter silence both didn't say another word simply because I didn't know what to say after that and he didn't either.

We stared at each other in the candlelit room under the black out night. The air was intense and getting hotter every passing second. He scooted a bit closer to me. I could almost feel the warmth radiating off of his body. His arm brushed against mine as he reached out to put his wine glass on the table.

Electric shot shocked me, sweats dripping down my forehead, but I was cold. I wanted to feel the warmth of his body, on me.

His eyes bored into mine as he bit her lower lip as if he was trying to hold himself back. He felt it too.

I could no longer take it anymore. I wanted more, so much more than to just look and brushed arms and legs. I wanted to feel his skin on mine, to taste his lips, his neck and everything else he had to offer. My fingers ached to run through the locks on his head.

I wanted him, all of him, him, kissing all my pain away.

" Kiss me. " I whispered and that was all it took to have his lips on mine. I didn't need to tell him twice.

Unknown danger rose from my stomach to my throat, the same feeling that I always felt every time I was with him. My cheeks flushed, blood rushing to my face, and skin getting hotter.

I felt my throat starting to dry out, stomach turned as my guts squeezed together, and clammy hands messing up his hair. Small moans escaped my throat as he ran his hands over my curves and down to the hem of my dress. He slipped his hands under the thin cloth feeling every inches of my bare skin.

I lost myself under his touch. I drown in his addicting scent, falling a little deeper until I was gone out of this world.

I pulled away, looking into his eyes. His lips swollen from the kiss and hair all messed up. This feeling was dangerous. I shouldn't have let it control me but right now I wanted him and I blamed the alcohol in my system.

" Do you want to? " I breathed out.

" More than anything. "

He slammed me on my bed, crumpled sheet swallowing my back, sucking me into the mattress as he towered above me. I didn't know how we could possibly get here through the darkness but with his lips never leaving mine everything else was fuzzy so I really didn't care.

My dress was long gone somewhere around the house. I was bare naked and so was he. I ran my hands over his torso, roaming and exploring before they went up to tug his hair as his mouth sucked on the skin my neck, my jaw, then my breasts.

I was moaning mess lost in pleasure.

Tangled mess of limbs wandering around everywhere as his body collided with my own. The sound of clashing teeth, my breathless moans, and his deep grunts filled the room.

Heaven was where we were at or hell even but I was just glad he was here, with me.

I had my legs wrapped around his waist, hands clawing his back as his warm tongue licked every inches of my body like he had been starving for ages. Sweat lingered on our heated bodies as he thrusted in and out of me. My legs started to shake but he didn't stop, picking up his pace with every grunts I let out. I clung on to him as the bottom half of my body slowly faded away, high on pleasure, seeing stars.

I missed this. I missed him.

" Fuck. " he grunted, slumping his body on me.

He had his head buried at the nape of my neck, breathing heavily mimicking me. We stayed like that for awhile listening to our heavy breathless sighs and heart beating against one another.

Every emotions hit me all at once as he turned over on his back and pulled me into his chest, wrapping his arms tightly around me. Slick sticky skin, raw feelings, words weren't needed to be said at this moment. I felt him and he felt me too.

I didn't know I was crying until he brushed his fingers on my cheek wiping the tears away as we laid in the dark.

I was falling again, head first and arms opened. I was scared as hell, of the pain creeping, seeking to break my heart, unbearable suffering I had gone through.

" It's okay, baby. We will be okay. I'm here. " he said, kissing the top of my head, running his hand up and down my shoulder.

That was all I needed to hear at the moment. I nodded my head slowly, wrapping my arm around his torso and fell into a blissful sleep, one I hadn't had in awhile.

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