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Nodding silently. “We should probably get to bed . .”

“And you think I did? I drank to escape.” He quietly pointed out.

Immediately shaking his head, he made her look at him. “Don’t say that.”

Barely squeezing her hand, he wanted to reassure her but he wasn’t sure how to go about it. “It’s my fault you felt less than . .”

“It only ever caused trouble . .” He pointed out with a small sigh.

Nodding in agreement, he gently returned the kiss with a smile. “I’ve given up drinking too.”

He was quiet as her orgasm brought on his own, he wanted her to be able to focus completely on herself so he just moved his fingers through her hair as he let her ride it out.

Feeling pleased with him that he was making her feel good for once, he continued matching her movements as he felt her walls tighten around him.

Resting his hands on her hips now, he nervously cleared his throat. “Is it good?” He asked in a whisper.

After a while, he started to move with her. It didn’t take him long to pick up her rhythm as his hands wandered over her skin.

He knew it was his own fault that he didn’t know how she enjoyed things in the bedroom, but he wanted to learn.

And so he watched her movements intently to get an understanding of what aroused her.

Bringing his head to rest against her shoulder again, his hands moved to her hips. “Show me what you like . .”

Nodding again, he let out a slightly louder groan. “I will give you a baby this time.” He whispered the promise.

Closing his eyes, he leaned his head back with a small groan. “I’m sorry it took you leaving for me to realise it all . .”

“You won’t leave again, will you?” He asked with a slight uncertainty, he was afraid of being alone again. But he knew now what he truly wanted.

“Can’t you feel I’m enjoying it?” He asked quietly, but he wasn’t sure if she could since he’d never had this reaction to her before.

“I suppose.” He nodded, then he brought her onto his lap properly she could feel him and he could rest his head on her shoulder.

“I don’t think he wants to.” He responded, while his hands wandered over her skin.

“I can’t do it again.” He explained, resting his head back against the tub again.

“Keeping her hurts you . .” He mumbled, lifting his head to look at her.

“I’m always going to love her, but it’s too much pain . .” He quietly pointed out.

Closing his eyes again, he relaxed beneath her touch in a way he never had before. “What do I do about Angie?”

Nodding again, he held onto her and laid his head back. “It still won’t be my child . .”

Bringing her onto his lap, his arms circled her as his mind relaxed. “I was never capable of making a choice . .” He whispered against her lips.

He nodded, but he wasn’t really convinced. “He won’t want to share you, if he’s like you . .”

“Won’t he be waiting for you?” He asked quietly, right as he remembered she’d left him for someone else.

“My heart hurt twice . .” He mumbled, eyes still closed as he relaxed a bit more.

The conversation was helping his memories come back, but he still couldn’t remember everything. “It hurt twice . .” He blurted out, but he couldn’t explain why he’d said it.

“But you were gone . .” He pointed out, before he dipped his head beneath the water.