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Chapter 43
The Next Morning
Tiffany's View
I opened my eyes to the sound of waves and the sound of light breeze. I opened
my eyes further and saw that the doors were still open and the curtains were
swaying in the wind. I could see the blue ocean spread out for miles. I turned
my head and saw Brian sleeping soundly. His hair was messed up and he had
the cutest little face. I smiled and laid my head on his bare chest and just
looked at him. Finally, his eyes slowly opened. He looked at me and smiled.
"Morning beautiful," he said yawning.
"Morning," I smiled.
"Sleep well?" he asked looking at me.
"Let's just say it's been the best sleep I've had in awhile."
"I'm still very sorry," he said softly.
"Yeah I know you are," I said kissing him. He kissed back and hugged me tight.
"I won't ever hurt you ever again," he said. I looked at him doubtfully.
"You do believe me, don't you?" he asked. I just sat up in bed pulling the
sheets up to my chest.
"Tiffany?" he asked sitting up too. He took my hand in his and said, "You
do believe me right? I won't hurt you again."
"Brian I..." I began but I didn't know what to say. I mean he kissed another
woman and he expects me to believe that he wouldn't do it again? If they
do it once they are bound to do it again.
"Baby...I love you. I kissed Melissa to get my feelings straight and that
kiss meant nothing to me, absolutely nothing. I didn't feel anything and
you have no idea how relieved I was when I found out that I really didn't
like her. You're the only woman that I will ever really love and I never
wanted to hurt you. I don't want to hurt you. It won't happen again," he
said squeezing my hand affectionately. I slightly smiled at him. He smiled
back and kissed my cheek.
"I'm telling the truth. I'm not going to lie to you," he said.
"I know," I said.
He kissed my hand and said, "Good." He patted my hand and got up and
put his boxers on. I sighed and got out of bed. I headed to the bathroom
to take a shower still a little worried about what Brian and I just talked
about. I don't know if I should really trust him or not. My brain is about
to explode. I have too many thoughts running through it and I can't sort
anything out. I'm just so worried.
Brian's View
I really hope Tiffany believes me. I don't want our
relationship to keep going if she can't trust me. I love her too much to
hurt her again. I was telling the whole truth when I talked to her. I didn't
lie about anything. I want her to be able to trust me. It's the only way
we're going to have a happy relationship.
I just pushed those thoughts to the back of my head
and concentrated on what we were going to do today. Nick offered to watch
the kids for the day and maybe even tonight. He's such and good friend, I
don't know what I would do without him.
I pulled on some Khaki shorts, and a white wife beater
along with a green shirt, I put it on so that it kind of looked like a jacket
on me. I looked in the mirror and fixed my hair and went over to the bed
and got my shoes on. A couple of minutes later Tiffany walked out of the
bathroom with a purple skirt that came down to her mid-thighs and a white
tank top that stopped a few inches above her belly button. She had white
clogs on and her hair was half up and curled and to top it all off she had
lip gloss and a little eye shadow on. She looked beautiful.
"You look great!" I said. She looked at me and smiled.
She walked over to the dresser and started to put her jewelry on. I got up
and walked up behind her. I wrapped my arms and he waist and started to kiss
her neck.
"Mmm…don't do that," she giggled.
"Why not?" I asked smiling at her in the mirror.
"It tickles," she smiled.
"You know it's weird for me to not have anything to
rest my hands on," I laughed patting her stomach. She smacked my hands playfully
and said, "That was mean!"
"I didn't mean for it to be mean but it's true! I
have no where to put them. So, that brings up the next subject."
"And what might that subject be?" she asked putting
in her earrings.
"Our next baby," I said smiling. She stopped and looked
at me surprised. She turned around and looked at me in the eyes.
"You want to have another baby?"
"Well, yeah of course," I said.
"But I just had Christian. Don't you think we should
wait?"
"I didn't mean it like that. I just wanted to see
when would be the best time to have our third child."
"Not anytime soon," she said.
"Why not?"
"Because Michelle already feels left out because of
Christian. What do you think she'll do if we have another baby? She'll freak
out and so will Christian. I think we need to wait a little while."
"Like how long?"
"A year or two," she said.
"If that's what you want, I'll go with it," I
said.
"Well, it is what I want and I think it would be a
better idea to wait until we're married. Then we would actually BE a
family."
"Yeah I guess you're right."
"What brought this up anyway?"
"I dunno, I can't help it. I just love seeing little
babies. They're so cute and I guess I really like the feeling of being a
father to a child," I said.
"Aww…you're so sweet," she said wrapping her
arms around my neck and kissing me on the lips.
"I'm only sweet to the woman I love," I smiled.
"And who's that?"
"Sandra Bullock," I smiled. She slapped my arm playfully
and slightly laughed.
"I hope you two have a happy life together."
"I was kidding! I was talking about you," I said.
"You better have been."
"I was," I smiled. She smiled back at me and walked
out of the room. I feel so happy right now. Our relationship is almost exactly
like it was. I'm so lucky to have a woman like Tiffany. She understands so
perfectly and she listens to everything that I have to say. That's why I
love her so much. I know we're going to work out. There's no doubt about
it. We're so meant for each other. I mean there's nothing else I can say
about her except that she's my soul mate.
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