His tongue ran down your stomach. It sent chills up your back. It felt amazing.
His tongue went back up to your lips as he started to unclasp your bra. He got it off, and threw it across the room.
But instead of it hitting the floor with a thud…
“Not on my couch.” Darry says, bra in hand
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“Will آپ please tell me why?” آپ were sitting on the bathroom floor with him. آپ were still shaking from the silent sobs that racked your body.
“Baby look at me.” He whispers.
Your eyes meet his, and آپ loose it. آپ put your head into your hands and sob.
“Hey, ارے everything’s fine. Shh babe, it’s ok. (Y/N) I promise,” he says as he picks آپ up an places آپ in his lap.
He rocks آپ back and forth for a few minutes, saying nothing. He looks down at your arm.
“You’re beautiful, آپ know that?” He mutters into your hair.
“Yeah?” He says, looking over at you.
“I found this in the attic.” آپ say, tossing it over to him.
It was his baby blanket, a dark blue color.
He looks at it wide eyed, just taking in the memories.
“What about this?” He asks, still looking at the blanket.
“Well I thought our baby would like it.”
“Planning ahead huh?” He grins.
“Only 8 eight months ahead.” آپ smile.
He looks up at آپ in surprise.
“You’re pregnant?” He asks, standing up from the سوفی, لٹانا to face you.
آپ just smile.
He scoops آپ up into a giant hug.
How were آپ going to tell him آپ got laid off?
Y’all needed money… آپ had just bought a house, and money was short.
So of course آپ had to lose your job.
آپ walking into your house, and flop onto the couch. آپ were pretty much done with all the stress.
Darry walked out of the bathroom, towel around his waist.
“What’s up babe?” He said, chuckling at the sight of آپ sprawled on the couch.
“I got laid off.” آپ mumble.
He’s silent for a second, taking this in. “I’ll pick up another shift.” He says.
“No, no.. آپ don’t have to…” آپ start.
“No.. I’d make مزید money than آپ would. It’s gonna be fine I promise.”
آپ turn around to see your boyfriend Steve grinning wildly, another snowball in hand.
“It’s so on,” آپ laugh, as آپ lean down to scoop the snow.
آپ are hit with another snowball, right in the shoulder. آپ آگ کے, آگ back, hitting him in the face.
Instead of picking up snow to make another snowball, he sprints towards you.
And tackles آپ into the snow.
“Oww Steve!” آپ laughed.
“It was needed.” He joked back.
آپ were lying on your backs in the snow, looking up at the stars.
آپ start to shiver.
He looks over at you. “Babe, are آپ cold?”
“Yeah.” آپ nod your head, teeth chattering.
He scoots closer to you, and wraps his arms around you. “Warmer?”
“Yeah,” آپ smile.