I frowned but didn’t bother asking her why. If she knew what I had in mind, why did she begin by asking me what I was going to do? I knew she’d respond with some sort of cryptic response. And I didn’t fucking like riddles.
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Patience
I sighed in relief as I laid back on the couch in the den of our home. Though the huge, flat screen television stared back at me, I had no desire to turn it on. I was enjoying the quiet, for the first time in a very long time. Everyone was out. Kennedy was spending the night over Joshua and Kayla’s. Kyle was spending the night with a friend from school, and Thiers was bravely taken by Destiny and Tyler for the night. Thiers, Travis, and Tristan had developed a cute, special little bond, even though he was older than they were by nearly a year. The only one of my four children that were home that evening was Andreas, who just did not do well with sleepovers. I wouldn’t dare ask anyone to take him for the evening. But even he must’ve sensed I needed a break because he’d fallen asleep early. If I was lucky, he’d sleep for a few more hours, allowing me some more quiet time.
As for my biggest baby, my husband, he was working late, and since I had no desire to see him, that was a good thing. Well, scratch that, I did have adesireto see him but I was still angry at him, so I was unwilling to give in to said desire.
I pushed out a heavy breath as I thought about my unbendable husband. He still hadn’t come around about the baby, after three weeks. Three weeks of me barely speaking to him. And it’d been a week since we’d had sex. He’d only slept in his office that first night after he found out, and try as I might, I was extra horny while pregnant, so saying no when his arms were wrapped around my waist and his deep, gruff voice whispered in my ear was damn near impossible.
“Shit!” I cursed, the sensation my nipples pressing against my cotton bra getting to me. Lifting my head, I peered down at my still flat belly. “Could you cool it in there? We’re still mad at Daddy, remember?”
I plopped my head back against the pillow and scrolled through my Kindle library, bringing up Michelle Obama’sBecoming.I’d heard it was best to listen to the audiobook, but I’d wanted to read it before listening, and now that I had time, that’s what I planned to do.
I was about ten minutes into reading when I heard the code for the front door beep, a second before the door opened. I could sense his presence as soon as he stepped over the threshold. My entire body felt like it was waking up and my instincts made me want jump up and meet him at the door, but I refrained. I chose to continue reading.
A minute later, the light from the foyer dimmed as his body darkened the doorway. I never took my eyes from the screen of my Kindle.
“Where’re the kids?”
I kept reading.
He waited for a heartbeat before moving closer.
I didn’t move, reading the same sentence over and over as he strode closer. Soon enough, he pulled the Kindle from my hands.
“I asked you a question.”
“Thiers is with Ty and Destiny. Kennedy is over Josh and Kayla’s, Kyle is spending the night with his friend, Stevie, and Andreas is upstairs, sleeping.”
Snatching my Kindle from him, I went back to reading, still not looking at Aaron.
“Of course Andreas is home. He’s stubborn.”
I snorted. “Takes after you,” I mumbled.
“What was that?”
I didn’t answer.
Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw him removing his tie as he stood over me, observing me. I swallowed, hating and loving the heated sensations that began coursing through my body, from just knowing I was under his gaze. At this point, I was used to the way my body betrayed me whenever my husband was around.
I merely sighed and continued reading.
“You’re still not talking.”
I swiped to the next page.
“Patience.”
My stomach growled and I was overtaken by my cravings for a Hostess cupcake. Standing, I moved around Aaron to head to the kitchen. He wasn’t even a half a step behind me.
“Patience.” The growl in his voice had me shivering, nearly tripping over my own feet as I padded my way toward the kitchen. But I didn’t even make it halfway.
I was pulled by the arm, spinning me around until I came chest to chest with Aaron.
“You can’t keep ignoring me. We’re married!”
