Page 13 of The Marriage Rival


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She brings out the machine and gives me the green light once the results come back normal. “How did you find this last brand of the pill?”

“Fine,” I admit. “I’ve been watching what I eat because I gained a few pounds at the beginning.”

“And sex drive? That brand is known to produce more estrogen which can lower your testosterone. Therefore, your sex drive may take a hit. Everyone is different, of course.”

“I think the same. Look, we have a kid who keeps coming to our bed, and I’m just tired all the time.”

“Right! Let’s change brands which may help balance the hormones to assist with fatigue. Providing you take it every day at the same time, it’s ninety-nine percent effective.”

I begin to panic. “What about the other one percent?”

“Actually, ninety-nine-point-seven percent effective.”

“Okay, the zero-point-three percent?”

“Well, it’s always a possibility.”

“So, what you’re saying is that I should use like a condom as well because there’s still the possibility of falling pregnant?”

She continues writing on the prescription, then rips it off the pad, handing it to me.

“Every couple is different. If you’re that certain you don’t want any children at this point, it doesn’t hurt to use extra protection.”

I take in all the information while grabbing my things, I say goodbye, thanking her for seeing us, and find Masen to head to the drug store. It’s only a block away and with my basket in hand, I place my prescription in and pick up a few things, throwing random products in the basket. I somehow need to walk past the condoms and grab a packet without Masen seeing.

We continue walking, and I spot them, ahead, make some reference to the candy near the counter which Masen can have once he’s better and without looking, grab a pack of condoms and dump them in the basket, hiding it underneath all the other items.

Why the hell is that so embarrassing? It felt like I was back in high school.

I pay for the items, and haul ass home where Masen manages to get settled on the couch with his iPad.

Putting all the items away, I sneak to our bedroom and pull the box out of the bag. Ribbed: For Her Pleasure. I let out a slight chuckle, then shove them in the back of my dresser drawer. Haden will have an absolute fit, but if he wants sex, he’s gonna have to suck it up.

We both have a lot on our plates.

We both want to have another child, and I still have a couple of years. It isn’t the end of the world just yet.

Haden needs to be patient.

The house becomes dark as the night falls. With Masen able to eat a small dinner, the exhaustion hits him, and he crashes in his bed with his

dinosaur night light on.

It’s after eight, and Haden hasn’t come home. I decide to call it an early night, just in case Masen wakes up, plus my body is beyond exhausted. After a quick shower, I get settled into bed, and within moments, my eyelids begin to drift off.

It’s dark, pitch black, and the touch of a hand is caressing my breast, slowly and gently. I moan softly, and in my exhausted state, I don’t realize my shorts are off and Haden is rubbing against me until he slides in causing me to gasp. I moan, softly, bearing down on my teeth to remain as quiet as possible praying we’re not interrupted.

Haden moves upward, his mouth presses hard against mine. His tongue rolls soft, but the intensity is there. There is no denying I need him, missing Haden so much and desperate to make love to him. I want him to see how much I love him, despite our battles, and how no one else in the world makes me feel the way he does.

He pulls away, panting, as he hovers above me.

“I’m sorry about today.”

“No, you’re not,” I tell him. “You’re just apologizing because you want to come.”

“You know me well…”

“You’re a jerk.”

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