Easy to Fall by W. Winters

Author:W. Winters [Winters, W]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Willow Winters Publishing LLC

Seth

“I want to ask you something,” I say and my voice comes out stronger than I’d like, breaking up the peaceful silence. Her eyes open and she peers up at me through her thick lashes. I knew she wasn’t sleeping. Neither of us have been able to sleep, and for good reason. We have these moments that are pure happiness, but then reality dampens them.

She rolls on her side, the bed groaning as she does and the dim light kissing along her bare skin emphasizes every curve as she turns to give me her full attention.

“Yes?” Her barely spoken question fills up the master bedroom.

I’ve never been anxious to ask her anything. Never in my life. But the truth she has for me could cut me deeper than any knife would.

“You’ve been asking me lots of things. A lot of hard questions.” I’m fully aware that I’m stalling. I fucking hate what this situation has done to me.

“I know. I promise I’ve asked all of them. No more hard questions.” She promises me as if she’s done something wrong by asking them.

Licking my lower lip, I settle my hand on her lower back over the thin sheet and kiss the tip of her nose.

With my forehead resting against hers I whisper, “You can ask me anything you want, whenever you want. Hard or not.”

She nods ever so slightly and then lifts up her lips, kissing the tip of my nose just as I’ve done to her.

“What is it?” she asks.

“The father… do you know who he is?” Although we’re both so still, and the room itself is eerily quiet, my pulse races and my blood rushes in my ears.

“I have an idea. I just haven’t reached out.” She reaches for the sheet, bringing it up higher like I knew she would. Putting anything she can between herself and that question. “I don’t plan on it until after the baby’s here.”

“Do you have to?” I ask her and there’s not an ounce of anger or authority there. It’s a simple question, one that aches inside my chest. I don’t let her hear it in my voice, or see it on my expression, but I know she knows. She always knows.

“I haven’t decided,” she whispers quietly. The vulnerability that I keep hidden away, she wears openly. I know if she does, she’ll never hear back. But still, I don’t want him to be on her mind. I just want it to be us. Only us for her.

Readjusting on the bed, I pull her closer to me and kiss her gently. Keeping my eyes closed, I ask her, “Did you enjoy it? What you had with him? Or any of the men you were with while we weren’t together?”

The second the question is spoken, I know I’ve officially gone mad. I’m fucked up and nowhere near the man I once was.

But if that’s what she had while I wasn’t there, I want to know she was happy. I need to know that much.

“That feels like a loaded question,” she says.

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