Chapter 38

A few weeks later….

Clarissa's feet dangled as she sat on the bed. It was around 11 pm and the house was dark and quiet. That is what she has been waiting for. The lack of sound was her signal that it was safe to leave her room and go into Jacob’s undetected.

She softly lets her feet touch the ground and tiptoes down the hall. The door was unlocked when she arrived, and he was waiting for her under the covers of the king-size bed. They both smile at each other. What they have been in anticipation for all day has finally arrived.

“Get over here.” He demands and pulls her on his chest as she climbs on the bed.

She lets out a whimper as she lays her cheek down and her eyes close themselves. It was amazing how just being with the person you love can feel like heaven.
For moments they relish in each other’s comfort. He grazes fingers through her hair and she traces the ridges of his abs.

“I have a surprise for you.” He states.

Excitedly, her eyes pop open, she sits herself up and opens her palms. “What is it?... jewelry? Or maybe tickets to somewhere reclusive for a second honeymoon?”

He chuckles and sits himself up. “Neither, sorry.”

It was then, as he leaned his back up against the headboard that she noticed a bandage over the left side of his chest.
Her brows furrowed immediately. “What happened?” She sits on her legs while quickly reaching for an obvious wound on his peck. All the humor in her eyes disappeared.

He smiles. “Why don’t you see for yourself.”

So she does as he says and delicately peels the tape off. Her eyes light up when she sees her name in a pretty cursive style written over his heart. “Oh my God.” she covers her mouth.

A smile as big as the grinches appears on his face...

“This is…” She was at a loss for words.

“I love you…” He moves hairs from near her eyes.

Her hands slowly lowered themselves. “I love you too… but...you didn’t have to do this.”

“Did you have to do yours?.” He challenges.

She shakes her head shyly and diverts her attention to closely inspect the declaration of his love. “Does it hurt?” She glides her fingertips over the swollen letters.

He laughs and kisses the tip of her nose. “You’re too cute.”

She blushes.

“It’s impossible for me to stay away from you until 11 pm Clair… I…” He changes the topic and also addresses the elephant in the room. This issue has been lingering for a bit. “Can’t anymore.”

She looks away.

“What are you afraid of?” He softly inquires.

She shakes her head.

“How can I ease your mind? How can I make this easier?”

“Is that why you did this?” She touches the tattoo. “To reassure me?”

“I put your name on my body because I love you. Simple…I’m proud of you… I’m proud of my life. The only thing that’s wrong here is one of us is still afraid.”

She looks away again.

He cups her cheek and pulls her focus back. “I want to tell the kids.” He lets out a breath. “I want to stop sneaking around with my own wife, in my own house.”

Her expression softens. “Me too…but… it’s so... final…”

“What do you mean? Of course, it’s final. That’s what we are, and to complete us our kids need to know.” He runs fingers through his hair. “Tell me, clearly now, what are you afraid of?”

She bites her lips and curls her hair behind her ear. “It’s just… once they know… they might be the reason you force yourself to be with me. I just want to be sure it’s me that you want… I guess.”

He lets out a breath and closes his eyes disappointingly. “I must be doing something severely wrong if you think I’m forcing myself to be with you. I thought we were so far past this.”

“No no.” She tries to clarify. “I just mean that…” she pauses. “I guess I’m afraid that given time, you will want to be with me for the kids only.” She shakes her head. “Now that I say all of this out loud it sounds so stupid… and kinda selfish.”

“So you’re giving me time to back out?”

She nods regretfully.

“That is so stupid. The stupidest thing I’ve ever heard. He swallows and looks into her eyes seriously. “There is nothing in this universe that can separate us again. Not even god, not even death… so give up.

“I’m not...” she gets cut off.

“I love you. I don’t know how else to reiterate that for you to understand.” He clasps the sides of her head. “You have no idea Clair… when it comes to you... I might be a little crazy. Another man in the picture and I could commit murder…I.”

She interrupts his train of thought by crawling on his large frame seductively and straddling him.

He was surprised, but his eyes turned into pitch-black pools of lust that dragged their focus all along her silhouette.
Her naturally shy and timid behavior in the bedroom was what he was accustomed to, but seeing her so confidently sexy, causes him to go into a trance. He forgets even his thoughts. His heart soared, jolting through his whole body, and his manhood turned into steel.

“That could, and would, never happen…” She reassures him. “The only man I want in this entire world is you. I love you…” she whispers. “I love you so much…” she places a soft kiss on his chest, trails up to his jaw, and dives in for a deep, deep sensual kiss. It quickly turned hot and heavy with rambunctious breathing filling the room.
He holds onto a fistful of her hair, keeping her pinned to his mouth. He wanted to explode.
“Baby…” He moans. He was so aroused, he didn’t know it was possible to be this turned on. He was just about to roll her on her back and take over when sensing his action coming, she slowly rises and towers above him.
His trance-like attention watched like magnets stuck on each other as she shimmies her panties down to her ankle.

His teeth edge together from the restraint needed to stop from grabbing her, slamming her on the bed, and dominating. It was only the pleasure that he was experiencing watching her that gave him some degree of patience.

Her next move was to pull his boxers down and carefully, she accommodated him in her. “Yes...” she breaths out in glorious pleasure.

“Shit, Clair…” His eyes never rolled so far back before. It was euphoric. This was a position they have never done. He was always the one leading.

She grinds and bounces on his shaft sending them both into euphoria. His hands became greedy searching and squeezing on her breast and butt. Then he curls his fingers in her hair and pulls her down to his needing mouth.
It was overwhelming, he could feel his release nearing and it was coming fast. She throws her head back suddenly, and he could tell by the jerks in her body, the expression of ecstasy on her face, and the sounds of her pants, that she was having an orgasm. He could no longer hold himself back and burst. They climax together and she collapses on him.

Once their ragged breaths were simmered for a few moments Jacob flips her on her back. He hadn’t nearly had enough. He continues his assault. Round two...

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The following evening, Clarissa decided to tell the kids. Over dinner, they spilled the beans. “Mommy and daddy are getting married Again.” Jacob just blurts it out and with the utmost satisfaction as he forked a sting bean in his mouth.

Alyssa began balling her eyes out and Dylan repeatedly asked his parents to say it again. So his father opened his button-up shirt to show just how much he loved his mother. Tears filled the boy's eyes.

Matthew and Emmie were so happy they screamed… “yay!” And gave tight hugs. They hardly knew what the difference was. They wanted to know if they could get a cake for dessert to celebrate.

Things were shining bright on the Kent household. Finally. All the money in the world couldn’t buy the happiness that filled their lives.
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It’s been a couple of months since Lola spoke to Baylee. She felt a tremendous amount of relief when she saw for herself that her brother was Anola’s father and not her husband. So much so that all she thought about was Conner. She kept trying to go on with her life but Conner just kept coming to her mind. She can’t forgive him, she can’t move on… or maybe she could? It was so confusing. She believes what he had told her but she doesn’t? With the people close to her betraying her, it was apparent that she developed trust issues.

She drove her pearl luxury sports car on the highway as she thought about how stupid she is for still wanting Conner. For still thinking about another chance with him, but her heart was begging her daily. He loved her, she knew he did. On the other hand, did he really? Conflicted wasn’t the word, it was more like torment but still, she pressed on the gas speeding up to get to her destination.


Conner wiped the sweat off his brow and swung his hammer to the concrete when he heard his name. He turns and sees his manager standing behind him. “Take a break…” he orders. “there’s a pretty one waiting for you.” He points behind the construction zone signs and across the street.
Lola leaned against her car with her arms crossed. His brows furrowed. He hasn’t heard from her since the elevator incident. He takes off his gloves, rubs dirt off his hands, and runs fingers through his hair as he crosses the street and stands before her.

“Hi…” she squints her eyes from the shining sun behind him.

“Hey…” He enters his hands in his pockets.

“Umm… she swallows nervously and looks at the road. She thought, and then she re-thought, and then she blurts out. “Get in the car.”

“What?” He conjoined his brows.

“I think you heard me…” She tries to grow confident. She knew now. Just seeing him made her just know. She was sure. She wanted to give their marriage another chance.

“I’m working…”

She had to admit it was one of the sexiest things seeing him in dirty jeans and fitting white t-shirts but. “If you want to be with me, then get in the car.”

His stomach does a flip and his lungs inflate. “Seriously?”

“Try me…” she waves her brows at the car.

Instead of getting into the vehicle she takes the few steps needed to reach her and hauls her up against his chest. With no hesitation, he devours her mouth with a meaningful kiss. She was breathless. He pulls back and gazes into her eyes. “I want to be with you, but I don’t want another job, or car, or opportunity. I only want you.” He declares. “Do you understand?”

Still, in a haze from the kiss, she nods.

“Are you sure?” he confirms. “You accept me as I am?”

“Yeah…” she agrees. “Of course…”

He lays another kiss on her momentarily. “Then let’s have lunch? There's a pizzeria a block from here… and maybe we can meet up around six when I get off?”

She nods. Before he kinda went with her flow, and now it seemed he was going on his own, and she liked it.

The two walked hand in hand to the restaurant and spent his lunch hour catching up. It was the beginning of the rest of their lives…
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