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Hysteria- Chapter 12

“Sorry about that,” I said, heading back into the kitchen where I found Dan leaning up against the counter, playing with his phone.

He looked up when he heard my voice, and smile lightly. “Don’t worry about it. Kids don’t have filters. It was pretty ironic, though.”

I laughed humorlessly, “Yeah it was. Will you hand me that?” I asked, pointing behind him to the bottle of wine he had brought. I opened a drawer and pulled out a bottle opener and then grabbed the bottle from him. “Thanks. I don’t have wine glasses… we will have to use regular glasses.”

Dan shrugged. “That’s fine. Let me get that for you.” I had been struggling with trying to get the cork out of the wine bottle, even with the bottle opener. He took it from me, our hands brushing enough to make me blush, though I hoped Dan didn’t notice.

“Dan?” I asked as I watched his strong hands twist the bottle opener and pull the cork out.

He looked up briefly before grabbing the glasses I had set out and beginning to poor. “Yeah?”

“Do you forgive me?”

He sighed, handing a full glass of wine to me and then taking a swig from his own glass. “Yes. It’s hard to forgive the situation. I certainly wish it would’ve turned out differently, but I don’t blame you for the way you handled it. I reacted really badly when you told me you were pregnant- to be honest I probably would have done the same thing you did. I wish I would have handled it better. I wish you hadn’t shut me out so fast. Maybe we could’ve raised him together. Hell, maybe we would still be together. I guess that was just a really long way of saying I’m upset about the situation but I’m not upset at you. I’ve never been able to stay upset with you for long,” he finished with a sad smile, his eyes boring into mine.

“He’s only 4. He’s got his whole life ahead of him. If he lives to be 100, you’ll have only missed .4% of his life. We can still raise him together.”

He nodded, gazing down into his glass before looking back up and meeting my eyes. He pushed himself off from against the counter and took a step towards me. “It amazes me because I didn’t think it was possible, but somehow you’re even more beautiful now than you were when I last saw you all those years ago.”

I chuckled, trying to hide my surely crimson cheeks, and gazed down at my feet. “What, when I was a sobbing mess and breaking up with you?”

He put two fingers under my chin and lifted it up gently. “You know I always thought you were the most beautiful girl I’d ever seen. I still feel that way.”

Reacting on instinct, I closed the small space between us and stood on my tip toes to be closer to Dan. He met me, leaning down slightly and pressing his lips against mine, feather light. He reached up, cupping my cheek in his hand and I wrapped my arms around his waist. My lips parted slightly and Dan slipped his tongue in my mouth, deepening the kiss.

After a few minutes of softcore making out, Dan breathed, “I should get going, yeah?” His actions didn’t match his words, though, as rather than moving to leave he just moved his kisses along my jawline and down to my neck.

“You don’t have to,” I murmured between heavy breaths. “You can, you know, stay here. With me.”

He paused and smiled up at me, “I’d love to. You sure?”

I nodded fervently, wanting to feel his lips again. “Positive. But we should probably move to the bedroom. I, like, cook in here and stuff.”

Laughing, he broke away and took my hand, “Alright, lead the way.”

When we got to my bedroom, I took a seat on my bed and patted the space beside me, indicating for Dan to take a seat beside me. He hardly sat down before reconnecting our lips. Immediately, his hands went to the buttons on my blouse, slowly undoing them one by one. I leaned back so I was lying down with my head on the pillow, and Dan hovered over me. His lips were so soft and gentle against mine, it was the polar opposite of when we were together a week ago, but it was perfect. I needed him to be gentle with me, my emotions were raw and confused with everything changing so quickly. Feeling myself becoming wetter with every second, I bucked my hips against his, causing him to emit a quiet but incredibly sexy moan.

He broke away for a second, his eyes searching mine for confirmation. “You’re really sure, yeah?”

I bit my lip and smiled, nodding. “Do you have a condom? I don’t want a repeat of 5 years ago.”

He chuckled. “Yeah in my wallet I think. Hold on a second.” Crawling off the bed, he pulled out his black wallet from his back pocket and opened it. It took a minute of digging around, time which I used to remove the rest of my clothing and crawl under the covers, but soon enough he pulled out the tiny silver packet. “Bingo!”

I giggled, “So you just carry that around with you all the time?”

He shrugged, smirking as he pulled off his jeans. “You never know when you’re going to run into your ex you had a secret baby with and rekindle things with a night of passion.”

My giggling turned into full blown laughing, “Yes because that happens all the time. You really never know.” He silenced my laughing with his lips. He had finished undressing himself and was back on the bed with me, holding himself above me on his elbows.

I ran my fingers through his hair as I slipped my tongue into his mouth. His hand traced down my torso lightly, pausing briefly to cup my breast before moving down my waist and to my wet folds. He disconnected his lips from mine and moved them down to my chest, running his tongue over my nipple at the same time as he began tracing circles on my clit. My back arched and I couldn’t help but moan his name, albeit quietly because I was acutely aware that there was a four year old in the next room that I did not want to wake up.  

“Dan, Dan, I’m gonna be finished in no time if you keep doing that,” I whispered, pulling on his shoulders to get his attention.

He looked at me with dark, lustful eyes. “Good,” he said, attaching his lips to my neck. “Oh my god,” I moaned as I came, digging my nails into his shoulders and biting down hard on my bottom lip so as not to scream.

Dan looked up at me as I came down from my high, breathing heavily with a pounding heart. “Beautiful,” he said, giving me a soft peck on the lips. “You ready?” With half-lidded eyes, still feeling a little loopy from the intense orgasm I experienced, I nodded and smiled.

He kissed me again before positioning himself at my entrance and pushing into me. He let out a shaky breath when his hips met mine and he was fully inside me. He paused for a moment, allowing us both to adjust, before he began to thrust in and out. I wrapped my legs around his waist and brought my lips to his neck, knowing it was a sensitive spot, sucking and licking in the way I remembered he liked.

“Jesus, Evie,” he said, burying his face into the crook of my neck as he moved against me. He gripped the sheets on either side of me, and I knew that he was close. I scratched down his back, pushing him over the edge.

“Holy shit,” he said, pulling out and lying down beside me to catch his breath. “That was amazing.” Reaching up, he pushed a piece of hair out of my face and tucked it behind my ear. I smiled at him and he returned it before speaking again. “Can I hold you for a bit?”

I scooted close to him and he wrapped his arms around me. Resting my head against his chest, I breathed in his scent. “You can hold me all night if you want.”

“Hmm… good,” he responded, slurring his words just enough for me to recognize that he was already almost asleep. I stole one last quick glance at his face before falling asleep myself, and saw that a small smile was on his face and his eyes were shut. As my eyelids fell closed, I knew that I had a matching expression.