Damaged Souls (Broken Man) - By Christopher Scott Page 0,18

scar that always made her feel self conscious.

There it is, he felt the spasm he always loved as his tongue found its target. Take your time, Jack, he reminded himself as her legs started to tense and he moved even more slowly. Yes, we should definitely be doing this, he stopped second guessing himself as he heard her cry out and she pulled his head back up to her breast.

“Oh my god, Jack, “ he was pleased to hear Amanda talking again as her body shook with relief and anticipation and she tried to catch her breath.

“I love you so much,” he whispered in her ear and moved slowly into her body.

“I love you, too,” she managed to breathe as she wrapped her legs around him and they moved in slow motion.

That’s it, he thought as they picked up the pace and he felt Amanda’s growing excitement. We’re almost there, he confirmed she was feeling the same thing as she rolled over on top of him and assumed her favorite position. That feels so good, his hands found her hips as he spied on her enjoying the moment.

Watching her struggling to breathe as she moved with desperation and her hands clenched his chest, Jack knew he couldn’t hold out much longer. Let it all out Amanda, he heard her moan and watched the pained expression on her face as he realized it was time. Feeling her body quake, Jack closed his eyes as he finally let go and again understood what he felt for this woman.

She was truly his everything. The mother of his child, his reason for living.

* * *

“Thanks, Jack,” Amanda smiled as she laid her head on his chest. “I really do feel better now.”

“I’m glad, I feel a lot better too.”

“I know everything is going to be okay,” she paused and considered what to say. “I don’t know why, but I worry about everything sometimes, not just Delaney and Greg, but about Logan, about you and me, about our future.”

“How do you mean,” Jack again looked concerned. “There in nothing to worry about. Trust me Amanda, I’m not going to let anything happen to any of you.”

“I know, Jack,” she tried to put a finger on her anxiety. “Maybe it’s because of how I grew up and the uncertainty I always faced. Maybe I have some leftover insecurities that need to be addressed. I know you are always going to be there for us, but for some reason, I still worry.”

Jack took a second to respond as Amanda wondered if he understood what she was saying. “That’s understandable, Amanda. You had a very difficult childhood and those feelings and emotions can be hard to overcome. I know it sounds odd, but have you ever considered counseling, maybe talking to someone about what you are feeling.”

“You are my counselor, Jack,” she replied and kissed him softly. “I really don’t need anyone as long as I have you. You make me feel better, and every day, I grow stronger and stronger. No, I don’t need a counselor. I’m going to be fine.”

“I know you will be.”

“It’s just that things are going to change so much in the next few months,” Amanda went back to worrying and opened up another conversation. “Greg and Delaney are leaving for college, Logan is going to start school, and who knows what we are going to do.”

“We’ll practically be empty nesters,” Jack tried to lighten the mood with a joke.

“I’m serious, Jack. What do you see us doing. Where do you see us in five years.”

“Amanda, we are going to be fine,” he again reassured her. “It really doesn’t matter what we’re doing. As long as we are all together, we will be happy and everything will work out.”

“I know you are right, Jack,” Amanda decided they didn’t need to talk about another five year plan. “You know how much I love you, right.”

“Of course I do,” he said as he looked into her eyes and she immediately knew how much he loved her too. “Can I ask you a question.”

“You can ask me anything, Jack, you know that.”

“How would you feel about having another baby.”

The question took Amanda by surprise, and she took a second to figure out how to respond. They had never really talked about a second child, and Amanda always assumed Jack was happy just having Logan. Was this something he really wanted to do at forty-seven. Was this something she really wanted to do at thirty-one.

“Jack, is that