67. Limits to Peace and Quiet

I had sat there listening to Jess’s words as she told me everything. I really had wanted to tell her that the father of our children was me, that I was the so called sex slave that she had spent a night with. However, I didn’t, I honestly didn’t want her to end up thinking that the only reason I accepted her being pregnant was because the babies were mine. I had meant every word I had said, even if the babies hadn’t been mine that wouldn’t have stopped me from being with her. After making passionate love with her I was now watching her sleeping form which looked breathtaking. I honestly couldn’t get enough of her and hearing her tell me that she loved me, had made me just the more hungry for her.

I’d stay by her side as long as I drew breath and I made a promise to myself that I’d face everything that life would throw at me with her. She had called me Moon and for me she was the sun, she had brightened up my life from the moment I had seen her in that private room. I wasn’t sure what