Here's the next part, but it deserve a warning... Be aware
She looked at him, completly overwhelmed by his words. Luka never EVER spoke that much, he NEVER expressed his feelings that way. She was so in shock, that words stayed trapped in her throat. He tried to resume explaining
- I... just love... you... and...
His voice was nothing but a whisper before it broke. He swallowed hard, his chest tight as ever, scared to death that she could leave him and disapeared from his life despite the fact that he loved her to a point where he couldn't start to explain. He turned his face away from Abby's gaze, almost giving up, but as he did so, he felt her cold hand on his cheek. She bought his face back to hers, locking their eyes together. She was crying.
- I so don't deserve you... she said in a heartbreaking voice.
His eyes widened.
- Of course you do! Abby, please... talk to me... trust me... please.
She leaned into his chest and took a few deep breaths and he automatically wrapped his arms around her, holding her close, trying to comfort her with any possible way. He was softly kissing her head when he heard her.
- I don't feel a woman anymore. I never though I was very attractive but now I feel... ugly. I don't know what you can possibly still see in me... after...
- After what? He cut her gently. After giving me the most precious gift in the world?
- Luka... we could never have other kids...
- Do you really want others? he asked, trying to hide his disbelief
- ... yes... I mean no... well maybe... I don't know...
She was confused.
- But it doesn't matter... I can't.
- Abby... you know, when we started dating again... I never expected we could have a child. Never... Because I knew how you felt about it, how scared you were, how complicated your own childhood was. I really wanted to experience the feeling of beeing a father again, you know, of creating life...
He felt her grap tightening around him.
- ... but you know what I wanted even more?
He felt her shake her head against his chest.
- Being with you, living with you, loving you. Nothing was more important to me. I would have live without having Joe, and I would have live happily as long as you would have been beside me. It was true then and it's still true today. I don't need and I don't want anymore children. You're the only one I want and need. And you know... I kinda feel responsible for what happened. It's MY baby... you know... I mean, if I hadn't pushed you, maybe you wouldn't have keep it... and nothing would have happened.
- Luka... Please... It wasn't your fault. It's all mine, it's MY body that screwed up, not you. I screwed up everything, I failed you by screwing up this ONE thing we made out of love.
- Abby, you didn't fail me neither have you screwed anything... have you take a close look at him? He is SO perfect! There's nothing you could have make better. And... you know... if you ever want other kids... we could talk later about all the other ways for that. But first of all... want you to know that of course you are still a woman, and not any woman... the only woman who turns me on by just looking at me...
he smiled sheepishly and he felt her chuckle.
- Really? Turn you on by just looking at you? She said, raising her head to look at him.
he matched her smile and shifted their position for her to rest closer and more comfortably on his body, and he knew she "felt" that he spoke the truth when her smile became a grin.
- "What?" He asked trying to sound innocent.
- "Nothin'" she smiled and sigh, snuggling even closer.
They sat there, quiet for a little while before she raised her head toward him and whispered.
- I love you.
At first he didn't answered, then he took her hand in his, squizzing it lightly.
- Let me show you...
- Show me what?
- ... how I love you...
- Luka...
- Abby... Please.
He stood up and drag her to him, wrapping his arms around her. He brought his lips to hers, brushing them very slowly and she answered the kiss. Soon, it went out of control and they found themselves crushing into each other. As much as they have issues, passion never left them... As he felt Abby's hands working desperatly on his belt buckle, he regained composture. He HAD to calm down a bit. They needed something different. He wanted something else and he needed to teach her that again. He lifted her from the ground and she she wrapped her legs around his wraist. He brought her to their bedroom and started to kiss her again, very tenderly, desperatly trying to stay in control. He bended forward, her kisses driving him completly insane, to put her back on the floor.
They stood together next to the bed, and he could feel her body against his chest. He lowered them both on the bed, carefully without breaking their kiss. Her hands were in his hair, tugging, stroking, massaging his nape. He pulled away breathing heavily.
- Abby... Let me show you...
she wanted to answer that it was fine, that she wanted it, now, but his eyes were pleading her, and feeling his body on hers, the tenderness of his touch, she admitted to herself that she maybe wanted something else than rough sex. She loosened her grip on him and he gently grabbed her wrists, lowering them on both side of her face, on the mattress. He looked into her eyes deeply before bringing his lips back to hers. He felt her moan in his mouth as he rested more of his weight on her, and his mouth slowly moved to her jaw, then her ear and that special spot just below it. She tried to get free, dying to touch him but he won't let it happen, not now anyway...
Only when she relaxed under his touch, he started to reach lower, under her chin, making his way to her breast bone. He released one on her wrist and started unbuttoning her shirt, kissing every inch of skin he discovered in the process. She arched against him and he smiled. She liked that. When he came to her abdomen, she started to tense again. He took her wrist back in his hand, and came back to level her face. She opened her eyes and look into his deeply. There wasn't anything but Love in it. She smiled to him and he answered before lowering again, reaching his previous position. His hand joined his face and opened the remaining buttons, exposing the bare flesh of her belly. He spread his large hand across it, his thumb tracing the scar there. He tried to be as gentle as possible when he put his lips on her to replace his fingers now resting on her hip. As he got lower and lower, it occured to her that foreplay was something they had stopped for a long time and she had forget how incredible it was. How good it felt. How... WOW. This time, when her hands rested on the back of his head, it wasn't to push him away or to prevent him to reach any part of her, but to keep him close, to enjoy every moves a little while longer. She started arching against him and he quickly came up, leaving wet marks all over her body on his way, finally stopping on her breasts taking the nipples in his mouth one after the other. His hands kept stroking every inch of her skin. He was everywhere... and she felt butterflys rising from deep within her guts. She was sure that she was gonna lose her mind any second. She vinced when his mouth suddenly left her. She moaned in disapproval but soon enough it became a moan of intense pleasure as his lips kissed her deeply. He positionned himself above her but out of nowhere he lost his balanced as she pushed him away...