Thinking about what I just went through causes my words to choke in my throat. “Um,” I rise, my nose stinging and my cheeks heating. “Forgive me, Okasaan.” Bowing to her only, I sped walk away from the group deeper into the garden.
I don’t stop until I come upon a grove of bonsai. The fragrance and, hopefully, good luck of the trees surround me.
Taking deep breaths, I try to calm myself.
“Aww, honey. I didn’t know.” Bridget’s arms hug me from behind.
Turning, I bury my face in her arms, letting the sobs take over. “I know.” I manage through my tears.
“Men are so fucking stupid, I swear,” she mutters, hugging me tight. “Haha, is giving them a stern talking to. Sometimes I can’t believe that such a sweet lady could have such ruthless sons, but then I saw a little bit of that takedown, and I shudder to think what it must be to disappoint her.”
“I bet.” I pull away, seeing nothing but love and shared sorrow in her gaze.
“Here,” she says, handing me a handkerchief even though I have one. “You look terrible.”
“Thanks, hoe,” I say, dabbing beneath my eyes.
“You bet. At least the waterproof mascara is holding up.” Giving me a gentle squeeze, she asks. “Are you sure you want to try again so soon?”
“We are still talking about it.” Comes the deep voice of my husband from somewhere deep in the trees.
The breath is sucked out of me as his tall form as he soles emerges out of the thicket.
“Y’all need to stop that samurai appearing out of nowhere type shit.” Bridget grumbles, shooting him a mean look.
“May I have a moment with my wife, imouto?” Neither of us misses how Riyu stresses the younger sister at the end of his request to let her know it is indeed not a request at all.
“Of course, ani.” Bridget shoots him a wink just to get under his skin as she leaves.
As soon as we are alone, he bows deeply. “Yurushite kadusai.” Rising, he looks at me with somberness shooting through his gaze as he apologizes. “I was a thoughtless husband. I do not deserve your kindness. I do not deserve your touch. I’m unworthy of one such as you.” Heat flushes his face. “It’s no wonder you fled from me. I would not blame you if you did again.” He bows deeply again. “If I could spare you the pain you endured when we lost our baby, I would. It was so selfish of me to ask again so soon. Please forgive your selfish husband.”
Silence descends as he slowly rises, his face awash with the pain that we both are feeling.
My feet feel like lead as I take the necessary steps to come over to where he stands, like a man sentenced to death by firing squad.
Wrapping my arms around his tall, wiry form, I hug his waist, burying my head into the solidness of his chest.
“I already have.” Tears burst free again as he hugs me back, drawing me tightly into his arms.
“You can’t mean it.” Comes the reply, muffled by the curls of my pixie cut.
“We’re married. We’d better get used to forgiving each other, or we ain’t going to make it.” I pull back to look into the onyx of his steady gaze.
“You’re remarkable.” He murmurs.
Chapter 14
Plays and Getting Played???
Bridget
“You will behave yourself tonight, promise me.” Takashi demands driving his hard as fuck dick into me.
“Umm,” I whimper, barely able to hold on to the slick wall of the shower. In fact, my hands slip, and I almost crash to the floor, but his powerful arms catch me in time, dragging be back into his hard body and unrelenting thrust.
“I didn’t hear you, wife.” Nipping my ear, he sends zings of pleasure straight to my kitty-cat.
Harder and harder he thrusts. I can barely think, let alone get out the words he so desires to hear.
