Can't keep my hands to myself

       Tobias's POV
   I hate when I don't have Thana even though this has only been a month. I hate this. I walk into the rest room in Tris's apartment and see her in the bathtub. Dejavu (I can't spell.) She turns around and looks at me. The bubbles are covering her up which I'm somewhat thankful for.
     "I'm sorry," I say. As I'm turning around, she grabs my wrists. Thinking that she needs to say something, I squat down beside her.
     "Don't leave. I've left you and I stand to see you leave," she says. I nod. Thats all I can think to do. She stands up and I follow in suit. She looks into my eyes.
    My hands go to her stomach. She lost it. "I feel horrible. I feel like I didn't get to enjoy the fact that I was gonna be a dad again as long as I could had," I say. She brubgs my hands to her back.
     "I love you," she says. I bring my mouth to hers, not caring if she wants this or not. "Tobias," she says. Her hands go to my belt buckle. Soon we're both in the water, against each other.
     "Can we start over. Not all the way over, but somewhat over?" she asks. I smile and nod. She's the love if my life. My wife wether she accepts it or not. "And your my husband. I'm an Eaton," she says. She touches the side of my mouth and kisses me.
    "I don't have protection," she says.
     "You're not getting out of this now. I do," she says. She's gonna be the death of me. And I'll die happy. Mr. and Mrs..
    
    

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