on his own. I hoped he would understand we couldn’t take any more risks now that we had a son. But our relationship was too raw right now, so I wouldn’t dare say anything. “And the bank?”
“That job really is boring.”
“I hope you and Damien are getting along better now.”
Now that his plate was clean because he’d eaten everything, Hades leaned back in his chair and stared at the two of us. “I had to buy him a new computer.”
“Why?”
“Because I broke everything in his office when I lost my shit.”
I cupped Andrew’s head with my other hand and kept him close. “That was nice of you.”
“I just wanted him to shut the fuck up.”
“Now that you know Damien was never really interested in me and Maddox is gone, maybe the two of you can bury the hatchet and move on…”
His eyes held a dead expression, like there was no possibility that could ever happen.
I didn’t want to provoke his anger when I was trying to repair the rift between us, so I let the conversation die. “My mother misses you. She wants us to get back together so she can live with us again.”
He took a drink of his wine then licked his lips. “She’s still a package deal, huh?”
“No…but it would be nice if she could watch Andrew while I’m at work.”
All he gave was a slight nod.
“On the way out, she basically called me a hooker because of this dress.”
His eyes looked me over. “I like that dress. A lot.”
“I guess she has good taste. She also told me the best way to get a man is to give him a blow job.”
His expression didn’t change, but his eyes narrowed slightly. “She’s a lot smarter than I realized…”
Hades lay beside me in bed, with Andrew sleeping on his chest. Our baby was so small in comparison to Hades’s large physique. Together, they breathed at the same rate, like Andrew was copying his father.
I was in Hades’s t-shirt beside him, my hand resting around his bicep. The three of us were cuddled close together, snuggling like a family. I almost wanted to cry because this was exactly what I wanted.
I pressed a kiss to his shoulder and rested my face in the crook of his neck. “I love you.” He told me he didn’t love me anymore, and I’d believed him at the time, but now I wondered if that had ever been true.
Could a love like ours just stop?
He didn’t say anything back. The silence stretched on for a long time, never-ending. He eventually turned his lips to my forehead and pressed a kiss there. That was the only reaction he gave me.
I tried not to be wounded by his rejection, but that was difficult. I missed being loved by this man so much. But I told myself to be patient, that it would happen eventually. I remained still and kept my breathing even so he wouldn’t sense the hurt in my quiet sigh.
After Hades put Andrew to bed in the other room, he stepped back inside and approached the bed.
I never asked if I could sleep over, but I wasn’t leaving unless he explicitly told me to. If I had it my way, I would just live there forever. I wouldn’t even go back to get my clothes. I grabbed the baby monitor off the nightstand and flicked it on.
Silence.
He stopped in front of me and grabbed the top of his sweatpants.
I stared at his perfect physique and felt my heart race as I waited for him to reveal more.
He dug his thumbs into his waistband and then pushed his bottoms off until he was naked. He was already hard, like he already had something in mind. “I want that blow job.”
This was the Hades I missed, the authoritative, bossy man who wasn’t afraid to tell me what he wanted because he wasn’t afraid to want me in the first place. He’d spent so much time acting like I meant nothing to him, probably wanting to believe his own lie. But he’d now stopped doing that and wore his desires on his sleeve.
It was already a major improvement.
I would gladly suck his dick every night if he would be my husband again.
I pulled his t-shirt over my head so I was just in my pink thong. I wasn’t as confident as I used to be because the stretch marks over my stomach and thighs were so noticeable on my body, but all those doubts disappeared