Chapter 46

He tells me that he killed John on the spot and was perfectly in control, it was no mistake. Says it was why Claire was here to take her revenge, he also felt guilty that he let her do that me. He could have been aware, alert. Maybe if he didn't ignore her so much he would have noticed…

I couldn't let him shoulder the blame like this. It was equally my fault for trusting her and letting her in. he started to sob, ugly. His shoulders were heaving "Bella, I almost let you get killed, I almost let you slip from my arms before I even get to name my first child. Before I get see you a mother. It's all my fault…"

"Nonsense, don't say such things, I won't have it. I am to blame just as much as you are and now its water under the bridge. All we have to do is live our lives."

"Bella, that's the thing we won't have our peace if she is still out there. We will have to find her and put a stop to her."

"I agree with you Aiden, but there is only so much we could do, lord knows where she has offed to and hidden. If she wants to be found she will be but until that time comes, let us live our lives and bring these pups up with love and affection."

He sat silent, "Aiden Davis promise me" he looks into my eyes and says "I will try. But you have to promise me something, I nod to encourage him, "promise me that you won't let your guard down and that you will be with body guards 24/7 when I am not there to protect you."

I knew he had a point, it was pointless to deny protection with an impending danger on the loose. So I might do myself some good if I allowed a little bit of some shadow.

But of all things, I had to comfort my husband, with the way he is I knew he wasn't fine not knowing what to do next and how to expect the danger coming. But right now, right now I had to remind him what he still had. A family. His family.

I make my way to the front of him and crouch, he has tears dripping down his chin. I couldn't stand the sight of him in pain and in confusion. So I did what best thing I could do was distract him best way I knew how to.

I licked the saltiness of his tears away, one by one. Kissed his closed eye lids, when I got to his ears and swirled my tongue like the way he does to me. I want to make him forget, for now. I didn't know if he would be able to support my weight so I just stood there and grabbed his face. I place a little tentative kiss on his mouth, waiting to be rejected. When he doesn't push me away I take this as a good sign, I lick his soft lips, nibble a bit, and he lets me in.

I was in control of the kiss, I decided the pace and he let me have this. My man, my precious man. He was and will continue to be a beautiful soul to me, it didn't matter that people didn't like him, I loved him. He didn't need to think that he needed more than I was. He was world my stars my universe, and I showed him through my kiss.

I didn't know how long it had been since we started kissing but it must have been a long time because he had his arms around me and now he carried me in bridal style because of my pregnancy, he didn't even break the kiss that seemed to go on for hours and hours and hours.

I am left to seat on something leather. But it doesn't feel like the leather in the living room. That's when I look around and notice my environment for the first time. We were in the nursery, the space was filled with blues and yellows and purples. You would wonder why in a room to be a girl's and boy's room why I didn't add a touch of pink? Well I thought it typical that a girl should be subjected to like pink because she was a girl. If she herself liked pink then that's fine with me.