Chapter 21: Time heals

After another cooped up day Kevin, and I both finally talk Liam into getting out of the house. I take this opportunity to open notes on my phone and re read the last thing I had started writing. After a few chapters refreshed in my mind I begin to type. Images and words flow through me with ease. I got so in the zone I didn't hear anyone come in the room. When I felt a hand touch my forearm I nearly leaped out of the bed startled as I fend off the hand. Another hand reaches out in defense blocking me. I look up to see Rylee with a half sympathetic smile.

Willow: Oh my god I'm so sorry.

I apologized mortified, I just attacked Mrs. fucking Santino. She laughs it off.

Rylee: No no I'm the one who is sorry. I should have made my presence known. After everything you've been through I couldn't blame you for being on edge. Good offense by the way.

She hands me a cup of tea.

Rylee: I thought you might like a cup of tea and some female companionship. Considering your husband never leaves your side. How did you manage to get him to go for a walk.

Willow: He's a naturally energetic guy. I could tell he's been getting restless cooped inside so it wasn't to hard.

Rylee: Dante was the same way with me. Still is and I wouldn't change a thing.

Willow: You said you were in a similar situation. What happened?

She sat in the chair next to the bed and took a deep breath.

Rylee: A little over two years ago I had a stalker try to kidnap me. We got into a fight and I lost my baby.

Willow: You were...

Rylee: About two months. It was a miracle that I was. When I was a kid I was shot and doctors said I would most likely never get pregnant or be able to carry to full term. Then Dante come back in my life and man was I sicker than a dog for the first month. Just when things seemed to be getting better with the help of Dr. Lynn, Mark fucking Turner happens. Thought he was one of the good guys. Even I was fooled. I trained my whole life to read people, to know people.

Willow: Sounds like you have quite the story to tell.

Rylee: If only I could.

Willow: I believe I've fallen into a situation that was not by the books as one might say. So you can believe me when I say you can tell me. I am not one to judge and who knows maybe it's novel worthy.

Rylee: Oh it's definitely novel worthy. Most people would never believe half of it. But first you. I over heard you talking about loosing a child the other day. Page was it?

Her hand comes to rest on my forearm. I give in and tell her my full story. Everything from college to Page to Mark.

Rylee: I might not have met my first baby but the loss is still just as painful. It leaves a hole in you that you feel will never close completely.

Willow: It took me over a year before I could even talk about her death, and that wasn't until I met Liam. I never thought I'd find love like that.

Rylee: He didn't close that hole but it didn't stop you from loving him more than life it's self am I right?

I nod in realization of where she was going with it.

Rylee: And it doesn't stop you from loving Ash?

Willow: My god son.

I smile as I think about Ashes chubby little cheeks and dark blue eyes.

Rylee: I knew Dante would always be more than enough to keep my life satisfied but, knowing I was able to get pregnant against all odds, made me more determined to try again. Now we have a happy healthy 1 year old baby boy William. He can't replace the one I lost, and that hole though it is smaller it will always be there as a reminder. I can see it in you Willow. I know you're afraid but you are more capable than you know. I saw how all your men where around you, how they all waited anxiously with out sleep to know if you survived the surgery. You are loved by many and you return that love in ways you may not even be aware of. It's even in your writing.

I give a look of confusion. As she laughs.

Rylee: Let's just say you have a way of writing that allows people to live in the fantasy. You inspire people to feel love, to want love, to spice up their sex life. You are proof the heart is expandable. So don't give up. If and when you're ready the two of you should talk to Dr. Lynn she could probably help Liam. I know it seems unorthodox but if the herbal teas she had me drink allowed me to produce strong enough eggs to get pregnant than I am more than certain it can help his situation.

Liam: What situation would that be.

Liam's soft yet deep voice voice echoes from the door way as he makes his way into the room with snow covered wet boots.

Rylee: For starters the one you're about to be in if Dr. Lynn sees you stomping around in here with those wet boots on.

He looks down before striding to the bathroom to remove the boots leaving them on the tile floor. Rylee looks me over with a kind smile and pats my arm.

Rylee: When you're feeling up to it I will have you come to the main house for dinner and you can meet William.

Willow: I'd like that.

As soon as she leaves Liam locks the door and sheds off his wet clothes slipping under the covers causing me to nearly jump out of my own skin as he freezes me with his cold fingers.

Willow: Jesus that's cold.

I laugh as he presses his cold fingers under my shirt warming them with the heat from my breast. Instantly The heat pulls between my legs. Liam's cock harden against my thigh. My body shivers from his cold touch and yet from the pleasure they create. But the sharp pain from my tense ab muscles forces me to suck in a sharp breath causing Liam to stop abruptly.

Liam: I'm so sorry baby. I'm so fucking selfish.

I grab his face and kiss his lips with need. He relaxes slightly and continues groping my tits. I slide down my pillow far enough to comfortably reach down and touch his erect penis.

Liam: Baby I don't know if I will be able to control myself. I don't want to hurt you.

Willow: Shhh

I whisper as I kiss his chest softly and rub my fingers through the pre com and down his long think shaft. I slither my body further down until my lips meet his tip. I wrap my legs around his ankles for support as I wiggle my self into a less painful position.

Liam: You sure you want to.

His words are cut off by a moan he releases as I suck on his cock. Tickling his balls with the fingers from one hand while the other strokes and guides his cock further into my mouth. I can feel the tension in his body as he tries desperately to hold back from bucking his hips. He continues to let out gruffly moans as I continue sucking and twirling my tongue around him. My own need for pleasure overrides the pain I'm in.

Liam: Willow. Oh god Willow.

He repeats with baited breath.

Liam: I'm going to com baby

I tighten my grip round his shaft and suck harder allowing him to know I was ready.

Liam: Are you ok.

He asks cradling me against his chest.

Willow: Yeah.

He lifts my chin to meet my eyes searching for assurance.

Liam: Are you sure. I mean. After everything that just happened. I hadn't expected you to do that and I would have understood had you not wanted to.

I let out a frustrated huff as I slip out of his hold and slink into the bathroom to pee. Liam walks in wearing only a pair of sweat pants. I smile admiring his washboard abs I had been missing since coming to New York with out him almost a week ago.

Liam: Willow, you're doing it again. Please baby don't shut me out. I just need to know that you're really ok. Or that I'm ok if we don't do anything for a while.

I take shallow but steady breath.

Willow: I said I'm fine. I wouldn't have given you a blow job had I not wanted to. Seriously Liam. I'm not some delicate flower that you have to hold your breath around afraid I'm going to fall apart if you breath.

Liam: Are you not bothered by what happened to you.

Willow: Liam, I was in an abusive relation ship where my own husband rapped me for years. But we were married, and it is the wife's duty to obey. But I learned to block him out. To separate myself from him. The body can endure extreme physical acts and heal much quicker then the mind, so I chose to give my body in order to save my mind. I did the same thing with Mark. Does it bother me that it happened yes, no one wants that kind of thing to happen but I refuse to let it plague our love, our way of being. There is only one person I give my self completely to and that's you.

Liam: I just don't ever want to be the cause of any kind of pain physical or mental.

I lift up on my toes and claim his lips.

Willow: You could never be the cause of my pain. As Libby as you never die on me. Promise me.

Liam: I promise.

He chuckles sucking on my bottom lip.

Liam: You want your sponge bath.

Willow: Yeah.

He lays a towel down near the tub and helps me out of my cloths before wrapping a towel around my mid section barely covering my boobs and my unshaved pussy. He then guides me down to the towel on the floor and rolls another towel wedging it under my neck so my hair is fanned out over the tub. He slowly and seductively runs the warm soapy cloth gently over my skin. From my neck to my shoulder down my arm. I close my eyes and indulge in the pleasureful sensation he gives me. His fingers begin massaging the shampoo into my hair and I am content.

Mark: You're mine Willow.

His voice is but a faded whisper as the memory of Mark washing me in the shower floods my peace of mind. I blindly reach for Liam arms as I open my eyes to ensure it is him.

Liam: What is it.

Willow: Nothing.

The look on his face tells me he knows I'm not fully ok.

Liam: Willow!

Willow: Liam, I'm bound to have flash backs now and then. Anything can trigger it but it doesn't have to mean we stop enjoying times like this.

His eyes narrow, his brows scrunch tight as the corner of his upper lip curls up with anger.

Liam: He bathed you.

Willow: I am not having this discussion with you. I will not allow you to feel the need to walk

On egg shells around me by knowing details. I told you I'm fine.

Liam sighs in defeat finishing my hair and cleans my surgery right before replacing the bandage.

Liam: Some of Santino's men brought food to stock the fridge with. You want me to cook something up or order something.

Willow: Let's cook something.