The Deal

After seven days she was feeling so much better and was starting to get bored. She tried keeping busy with reading, watching TV but she wanted to get back to work. Whenever she called Rachel the darn woman refused to talk business. If it wasn't for Helen checking in on her and staying for a chat she would have gone out of her mind. As for Austin, when he was home he would keep her company but was always on his computer doing work. She had long ago stopped playing with him, getting him to go out for a variety of things, the last was for a box of chocolates. He did everything she asked of him without complaining, which made it no fun, so she stopped.

Sitting at the small table in Blair's room he was working on the laptop when a pillow hit him in the side of the head. He looked over at her, her arms were crossed and her lips pouty. "What was that for?" he asked, he may have been working but he was still keeping her company.

"It's not fair that you get to work and I can't. It's been a week now and when the doctor was here he said my blood pressure had gone down to where it's supposed to be so why won't you let me have my laptop?"

"He also said complete bed rest for ten days, you still have three days left." He couldn't help feeling sorry for her, he knew she was born to work and that not being able to do any work was hard on her. "I'll tell you what, I'll let you have it for one hour a day. You can check out how your business is doing and answer a few emails."

"An hour, that's nothing, make it three hours."

"Nope. I'll make a deal with you. I'll meet you half way and let you work on it for one and a half hours, that's my final offer."

"I'll take it," she said, sitting up and smiling.

"Alright, I'll go get it," he said, getting up he left the room and returned ten minutes and handed it to her. "I will be timing you."

"I'm not a child," she said snarkily.

She was like a kid when she started the laptop up and started punching the keys, putting a pillow on her lap and the computer on top. He looked up from his computer to watch her, she had this look on her face, happy and relaxed. When her time was up she cursed him when he took it away from her.

"It's time for you to rest, I'm going to take a shower and then I'll heat up our supper."

She laid down and closed her eyes, it felt good knowing what was going on in her office. Rachel hesitated at first before answering her questions, it was only when Austin called her and explained about the deal with Blair that she answered them.

That night after they ate their dinner in her room he put a movie on and laid on the bed next to her.

"What do you think you're doing?" she asked, giving him a dirty look.

"Come on babe, give me a break. It's more comfortable here than on that chair. Are you afraid you might not be able to keep your hands off me?"

"Don't flatter yourself, you aren't that irresistible. Stay for all I care, just start the movie already," she said, crossing her arms and rolling her eyes at him.

He had put on one of those sappy movies that women seem to like, he would have preferred an action one but he wanted to make her happy. He must have dozed off because when he opened his eyes he heard her sniffling.

Sitting up he looked at her and saw her tears falling. "What's wrong, is it the baby?"

"No it's not the baby and I'm not crying."

He glanced at the TV and realized it was the movie making her cry. "If you're not crying then what is this?" he asked, wiping her tears away with his hand.

She stared into his eyes, the feel of his fingers on her face sent that old feeling of desire creeping up. It had been so long since she felt his touch and felt his body. Her hands moved to his chest, she heard his breathing coming faster when she undid the buttons on his shirt to feel his skin, her hands moving over his chest and lower. She didn't even try to stop him when he lowered his head and kissed her. It was tender at first, but then the kiss deepened, his lips pressing against hers as his tongue forced its way into her mouth and she let out a moan. Her moans must have encouraged him, he climbed on top, she felt the force of his lips as they crushed hers. Wrapping her arms around him she opened her legs when his hand moved down and began rubbing on her pussy.

He thought he had died and gone to heaven when she kissed him back, he had gone so long without the taste of her lips. He felt how wet she was when he put his fingers inside her, he dared not say a word in case the spell got broken and she made him stop. Removing his fingers from her and taking the chance he stopped kissing her. He tore off his shirt, tossing it to the floor then slipped her nightgown over her head. She was naked and he lowered his body onto hers and his lips went to hers. His hand moved down her body, his heart was racing and he felt her breasts heaving against his chest. Then he was shocked when she put her hands on his chest and moving her head to break the kiss she told him to stop.

"Austin, stop."

He looked down at her, it felt as though someone was crushing his heart in their hand. "Blair, why?"

"I just can't," she cried out sadly.

He got off her and sat on the edge of the bed, his heart was broken. "I won't force you. If you want me to stop I will."

"I'm so sorry Austin."

He looked back at her and he stood up. "I love you and I want you so bad. I know you love me and you want me but because of your damn pride, you won't allow us to be together. I made mistakes, really bad ones but loving you was not one of them. I can't go on this way any longer so if you still want the divorce I'll sign the papers." He got up and left the room, his shirt still laid on the floor.

He just got to his door when he heard her say his name, he turned around and saw her wrapped in the sheet. When she dropped the sheet and walked up to him no words were needed to be said, they both knew what they wanted. His arms went around her and when she wrapped her legs around his waist he carried her inside his bedroom. He laid her down and removed his pants and briefs, getting into bed climbed on top of her, they lips joining together.

Because of her scare, he held back, he was gentle when he made love to her but he still thought it was amazing. Afterwards, she laid in his arms, her head resting on his chest.

"Blair, what does this mean?"

She looked up at him. "You really hurt me, broke my trust. But I love you and I have missed you so much. If you still want me then I would like to try again to make our marriage work."

He rolled her over onto her back, towering over her. "If I still want you, damn woman how can you ask me that? "Sweetheart I want you more than you'll ever know and you've just made me the happiest man alive. "Wait right here," he said, jumping out of the bed he walks over to his dresser and takes something out.

She covered herself up with the sheet and cracked a joke. "If you're looking for a condom you're a little late," she said, rubbing her stomach.

"Ha, ha, you're funny," he said and opened his hand which held her wedding rings. He takes her hand and slips them on her finger. "Blair, will you marry me?"

She giggled as she admired the rings, she had missed seeing them on her hand. "We're already married silly."

He turned serious. "I know we're married, but I want us to get married again. This time let's do it right. You have always wanted a big wedding, a church wedding with flowers, cake and all the trimmings and to have your father walk you down the aisle in a long white dress."

Her eyes teared up. "I told you that back when we were in high school and you remembered?"

"I remember everything you ever said to me. I want to give you the wedding of your dreams, what do you say, will you marry me again?"

Throwing her arms around him she started to sob. "Yes, yes I'll marry you again.

He put his arms around her as he lowered back down onto the bed and made love to her again, this time he put all of his love and passion into it. He would make sure that this time he wouldn't do anything to hurt her again. She snuggled up into his arms when they were done.

"So I am forgiven then?" he asked, his fingers moving up and down her back.

"Yes, but don't screw up again or I'll tell my father and you'll be sleeping with the fishes," she said, then giggled softly.

"There is one more confession I have to tell you."

Moving away from him she pulled the sheet up, covering her breasts. "Oh my God, what the hell are you keeping from me now? Just when I think we can move forward you throw something else at me," she started sniffling.

He grabbed her arm, preventing her from leaving. "Please, just hear me out."

When she pulled away from him she stayed in bed, looking at him. "Well, what is it now?"

"A long time ago you asked me why Betty would cheat on me and I told you I didn't want to talk about it. The truth is she cheated because of me."

"Because of you, that doesn't make any sense," she said, wondering why he would say that.

"I didn't want to marry her in the first place but she kept nagging until I gave in. She knew all about you, how I felt about you but she thought I would learn to love her. I didn't treat her right, I worked late every night, I didn't pay much attention to her. I feel terrible about it, but I couldn't help myself. It was you I wanted to be with, it had always been you. We rarely made love and one time during sex I called out your name."

Blair covered her mouth and gasped. "Oh, that's terrible, she must have been devastated?"

"She was but she told me to forget about it, she was crushed but never said anything more about it. That is until another time I called out your name again during sex. I guess that was the last straw for her, I didn't blame her though. But then she started cheating on me with some of my friends and clients. I might not have minded if she was discreet about it but she made a point of letting people find out. She wanted to rub my nose in it, to embarrass me."

"That poor woman, I can't imagine how she must have felt, no wonder she cheated. I can't help but feel sorry for her. It was cruel of you, you never should have married her."

"I know, I regret hurting her. But I don't regret loving you all these years. I hate myself so much for having hurt you and I swear you'll not regret giving me another chance. I love you, and our baby that's growing inside you."

"Staying married to me won't be easy, I'll not take any shit from you."

"I know, that's what I love about you. You're strong, independent, stubborn, spoiled but most of all you're warm and loving."

She moved closer to him, smiling up at him. "I hope you know this wedding is going to be very expensive. I also have to go shopping for maternity wear and a wedding dress. Wait, are we getting married before or after the baby is born?"

"I don't want to wait, let's do it as soon as possible. We'll call your parents and have them come back to help with the wedding plans. I think we can put something together in let's say two months."

She looked down at her stomach. "That works for me, I won't be too big by then so I'll still be able to get a nice dress."

He laid her back down. "I love you, Mrs. Cooke."

"I love you too Mr. Cooke, now make love to me."