His eyes widened and his heart began to pound in shock and heartbreak. “Wow.
Are you sure?” He realized that was a stupid question and he soon wrapped her up in his arms. “I’m sorry.
But we don’t have to make a baby to have a baby. We can adopt.”
“What happened?
You know that you can talk to me right? I’m your husband. It’s my job to make you feel safe and happy. I refuse to be responsible for your tears any longer.”
The husband simply rolled his eyes and placed the bottle of alcohol upon a very high shelf so she couldn’t reach it.
“Because I said so. Now that I’m back around I’m not gonna let you hurt yourself.”
Noticing again that her body was cold, close to freezing, he rubbed his hands up and down her sides in a worthless attempt to warm her up.
“I can think of a few ways.
First one would involve you in that black dress I love so much.”
His arms wrap her closer to him in the process of kissing the side of her neck. “Of course I did.
I didn’t see you for years and now I’m going to make up for lost time.”