The Arrangement by Jennifer Hartley

Author:Jennifer Hartley [Hartley, Jennifer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-10-25T16:00:00+00:00

In spite of Sasha’s naughty wake-up incentive, close to two months went without them engaging in anything more than quick, awkward kisses. In sleep, they kept a polite distance, but as the night deepened, their bodies would move toward each other. They woke up entwined, Eric’s hand resting firmly on the warmth between her legs or Sasha lying half on top of him, filling his ear with her bear-like snores.

The conversation was never a problem, as well as laughter. But they couldn’t speak about the pregnancy scare because neither knew how to approach it. The idea of a baby with Sasha was not unwelcome, Eric would come to realize, but the timing as well as the clarity of who he was and where he stood with her were far from ideal. He was losing sleep wondering when she would tell him again, under darkness, that she loved him. If she couldn’t look at him when she said it, then he’ll take her whispers in the dark.

Sasha was staying longer in school because of preparations for her practical and written exams - she could easily study at home, but home meant Eric, and though she loved him, she felt as if she was in front of a firing squad. Her mind was filled with images of her husband looking grim and their prenup in his hands. It had a clause that clearly stated the reasons for their marriage and what she would benefit from the arrangement. Another was they were to never have a child.

She didn’t not want a child, but they still had things to settle in their . . . relationship. They were fools to think all they had was an arrangement, she realized. But she was too scared to broach the subject with Eric. She trusted him. She just didn’t trust herself to deal with the fallout.

One morning, Eric woke up first. He stared at Sasha, curled on her side as she slept. Her soft, clean, soapy scent washed over him - he didn’t have to take a deep breath to be soaked in it. A whiff and it was in his system, arrowing toward his cock and making it rise toward her. He shuddered, seized by the surprise and the thrill of a hard-on so quick. His hand shook as it touched her warm cheek.

“Sasha,” he whispered, leaning closer. “Sweetheart.”

A month, three weeks, and six days since they last touched. Though things seemed normal after the tests turned out negative, there was tension. He never stopped desiring his wife, but he felt that they both needed some space. He didn’t think they’d need it so much that it would go for as long as it had. They should talk about the non-pregnancy, but he didn’t know how and worried that if he made the first move, he’d say something either insensitive or shoot him up the Asshole Hall of Fame.

“Love,” he continued whispering, brushing kisses around her face. “Sasha.”

Her forehead wrinkled. “Hmm.”

He pushed the blanket away from her, glancing at the nightshirt pooled high on her long legs before tugging it up.

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