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Marisol: YES! Come over in like 10? We can talk then.
Ok then, she was doing this.
We can do this. She whispers down to her belly, Let's go meet your aunt, yeah, little one?
Her belly was just barely starting to show, she was a curvy lady to begin with so she could totally play it off as a bit of weight gain, at least for now.
She puts on a flowy dress, longer than usual to keep the cold out and a long jacket. She can take it off when she gets there.
Deciding to walk over she makes her way a brisk pace trying to get out of the coldquickly
Melody: I'm on my way.
Melody: It’s cold as fuck.
Melody: Try to bypass your brother please.
No answer from Marisol, but that was to be expected. She will either text you back within seconds, or days, you just never know.
Approaching the house quickly, the front door opens for her before she even knocks. Marisol must have been waiting for her.
"Jesus, girl, it's so fucking cold outside." She takes off her jacket and puts it up on the coat rack. "OK, so I have to drop a crazy bomb on you right now. I'm sorry in advance if you hate me for not telling you sooner, but..."
Turning from the coat rack, her voice gets caught in her throat.
Standing right before her with the most intense look is Graham, his arms are crossed over his chest, still achingly beautiful. His face has a darker beard now with longer hair, you can see his curls start to form.He has smudges under his eyes like he hadn't been sleeping. She wanted to reach out and touch his face— his beautiful face that she missed so much.
"Hey." She says lamely.
His eyes take her in, lingering on her breasts just a beat longer than respectful. They have been coming in nicely thanks to the pregnancy, so of course he would notice them. His gaze came back to land on her face, his eyes full of emotion.
"Where is Marisol?" Melody asks as the silence between them grows.
“She isn't here. No one is, just me.”
"Oh." That’s all she can say. So many thoughts swim in her brain, but he looks so good. He smells so good.
It's like her body has a mind of its own as she takes a step toward him.
He pulls her in, embracing her tightly.
"Melody." He whispers into her hair. "You're here." His voice is hoarse, deep with emotion and need. He clings to her tightly.
"I’m here." She pulls back. Their mouths meet in a kiss that was a long time coming. Her body immediately responding to his closeness with an intensity that she hadn't felt in a long time.
He pushes them back, further into the house. Her back hits the kitchen island. He pulls away from their kiss just long enough to pull down the front of her dress, exposing her breasts to the cold room, nipples peaked as she arches her back pushing her breasts towards him in offering.
Graham
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Jesus, she is more beautiful than he can remember, her tits bigger than his memory serves him as she arches her back, bringing them up to his attention. He dives right in sucking and biting on her nipples, while pulling her panties off her leg. He puts them in his pocket.
He tries to get her naked, to take off that offending dress that covers way too much of her skin, but the way she stiffens and that look on her face stops him. Eyes widening in some emotion.
Was that fear?
Melody had shown a whole lot of different emotions in the months they were together, but fear had never been one of them. Is she ok? Did something happen?
