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ChapterSix
Hannah
Three Days Later
“Hi.” I hug all of my sisters and invite them inside. “I am so glad to see all of you,” I tell them, walking them into the kitchen and pouring each of them some lemonade.
“We had to come check on you. No one has seen either of you in days. We wanted to make sure you were safe,” Sadie says. A giggle escapes my lips at the silly idea that Jude would hurt me. Well I mean he has but only in the most delicious of ways. The look on my sisters faces stops the smiling.
They are right and have a right to feel indignant. For the last three days, Jude and I have barely left the bed. We have made love in positions I didn’t know you could make love in. I use the term making love generously. Not all of it was sweet and slow. Some of it was primal, almost animalistic in nature. Especially when he would mount me from behind. I say mount because he would wrap his whole self around me, one hand gripping my hair, his mouth next to my ear, grunting and howling as he took me over and over.
I was always taught there was shame in anything other copulation for creating life, very dry and mundane like. But I have found revelation in Jude’s arms. Both methods of pleasure are beautiful and add something different to our marriage. I feel the affection and desire and oneness with him. But other times, I feel his base need to claim me, stamp me, and take me, making me bend to his will, submit to his needs, thus finding my own fulfillment at being coveted and burrowed under someone’s protection.
When I wasn’t on my back, hands and knees or on top of him, we would come down naked, eat and talk. He has proven that he is more than eager to learn all there is to know about me. When I told him about my sewing and showed him some of the things I have made, he made me promise to make him some custom handkerchiefs. He asked me if I planned to do something with my talent and I told him the truth that has been inside of me since I was a little girl. I would like to sell them. Turn it into a business.
I think I expected him to react like my father did the one time I voiced something that was not aligned with our faith and way of life. Disdain and rebuke. I almost quit sewing that day, but my sisters wouldn’t let me.
Jude, however, did not respond that way. He asked me if I wanted a storefront or to work from home. That was an easy decision. Home. I want to be here in this space, making it a home for us and our children. I want to be here, putting up decorations, celebrating holidays we have never been able to celebrate. He nodded, kissed me and told me he would have me up and running in thirty days. My husband is amazing.
“I’m sorry ladies. We have been getting acquainted and falling into a marital state of mind.” I finally answer them in the most delicate way I can say it. Miriam smiles and wags her eyebrows. I nearly spit my drink out of my mouth. Where in the world did she learn that?
“We see. Well how is it going?” Rachel asks, sipping her lemonade.
“It has been amazing. The house is a bit overwhelming.” I move my arms, expanding it in exasperation of this massive estate.
“I’ll say.” Lavinia comments looking around.
“But, he has help that comes in five days a week. I asked him to take it down to two. I want to put my touch on this place and hang some of my cloths you know. Maybe make signature drapes like I started doing before we left home.” Sewing is my passion. It is the one thing that was equally mundane but also soothing to me. I could get lost for hours with a needle and thread.
“Are you allowed to change anything?” I nod and take another sip.
“Yes. Jude says I can change whatever I like. He wants it to be a home he and I create together. Oh and guess what?”
“What?” They all ask at the same time.
“He is paying for me to have a private driving instructor.” I am so excited I can’t stop bouncing on my toes.
“Really? Oh my gosh! You are lucky. I wish I could learn how to drive.” Lavinia says her voice a bit sad.
“Vini, just ask Alton. I am sure he will pay for it if you tell him.” She was married a few days before me to the town pastor Alton. The thing is she hasn’t seemed happy since. She looks at me with a sense of defeat and mumbles something under her breath before excusing herself out of the door. I look at my other sisters and shrug my shoulders. “Does anyone know what is going on? How are things between her and Alton?”
“You know her. She won’t talk about it. Although I will say she has been spending an awful lot of time with Jasper’s brother Carter.” My eyebrows shoot up at that news. I look at Sadie and she blushes before putting her head down. I know she is feeling on the spot given he is her brother-in-law, so I won’t say anything else about it.
“Does everyone know what they are wearing to the dance tomorrow night?” That changes the subject and perks them all up. Mayor Lloyd sent around a flier announcing a town dance to introduce all of us to the town and to bring back the sense of community the town used to have. I myself am so excited to get dressed up and look pretty for Jude.
For the next hour we all trade ideas about our looks and give one another advice. Before I know it, I look up and realize I haven’t started dinner and Jude will be home in a few hours. My sisters and I finish our conversation and promise to talk in the morning.
Once they have left, I lock the door and lean against it with my back. I find myself looking around at my new home, with affection and an eager need to grow within myself, while growing our family inside of me. The truth is before being matched with Jude I had begun questioning myself, asking myself if any thought I mine had was or what I was born into. I had begun questioning everything and determining what I think holds true and what doesn’t. I had begun a journey into my own mind. Now, finding myself falling for my new husband and finding peace in the way he cares for me, I marvel at the slight differences I see from three days ago.
Who knew that by leaving everything I was taught and the two people who made me, that I would find who the real me is?
ChapterSeven
Jude
Jude
“Baby girl do you need help?” I shout upstairs to my wife who is currently getting ready for the dance.
