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 你 please tell me why?” 你 were sitting on the bathroom floor with him. 你 were still shaking from the silent sobs that racked your body.
“Baby look at me.” He whispers.
Your eyes meet his, and 你 loose it. 你 put your head into your hands and sob.
“Hey, 嘿 everything’s fine. Shh babe, it’s ok. (Y/N) I promise,” he says as he picks 你 up an places 你 in his lap.
He rocks 你 back and forth for a few minutes, saying nothing. He looks down at your arm.
“You’re beautiful, 你 know that?” He mutters into your hair.
“Yeah?” He says, looking over at you.
“I found this in the attic.” 你 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.” 你 smile.
He looks up at 你 in surprise.
“You’re pregnant?” He asks, standing up from the 长椅, 沙发 to face you.
你 just smile.
He scoops 你 up into a giant hug.
How were 你 going to tell him 你 got laid off?
Y’all needed money… 你 had just bought a house, and money was short.
So of course 你 had to lose your job.
你 walking into your house, and flop onto the couch. 你 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 你 sprawled on the couch.
“I got laid off.” 你 mumble.
He’s silent for a second, taking this in. “I’ll pick up another shift.” He says.
“No, no.. 你 don’t have to…” 你 start.
“No.. I’d make 更多 money than 你 would. It’s gonna be fine I promise.”
