Page 63 of Sin and Redemption

“Do you want us to look at them?”

Fifteen minutes later, Primo and Maximus were cursing as they were trying to put up the heavy pottery wheel in the barn. I knew a new round of curses would follow once they tried to put the second wheel on the bed of Maximus’s truck.

Something wet touched my hand. I jumped in surprise. Bacon stood beside me and had touched his nose to my palm. I swallowed, then held out my hand to him. He sniffed then licked over it. I giggled. I’d have to remember to wash my hand later. But it was kind of a sweet gesture of the dog, almost as if he was trying to become my friend. I lightly patted his back how Maximus had shown me and Bacon sat down beside me. Well, he planted his butt right on top of my boot and pressed his side against my leg.

“If he gets too heavy, just shove him away. I think he’s taking a shining to you,” Maximus said as he entered the kitchen followed by his brother.

“Just wait until he prefers her and doesn’t let you get into bed with her,” Primo said with a laugh.

A look passed between Maximus and I. We still didn’t share a bed, but maybe it was time to change that.

Sara came into the kitchen still in her nightgown. Since her fertile days two weeks ago, we hadn’t had sex again, but I had thought about it often. Having seen Sara’s passionate side and knowing I could bring it out had definitely changed how I saw her—how I allowed myself to see her. But I hadn’t made a move toward Sara and she hadn’t approached me either. Maybe for her the sex had really only been about the baby, even if she’d enjoyed it. She hadn’t faked enjoying it. She’d been too wet for that.

One look at her face told me she didn’t have good news. “I’m not pregnant. I got my period today.”

“Maybe next time,” I said. Part of me wasn’t sad. I definitely wanted to have sex with Sara again and this gave me the opportunity, no matter how sad of a reality it was that my wife only wanted me close for reproduction.

Sara released a small sigh and sank down across from me. “Maybe two times wasn’t enough. The fertile window can be up to four days long. Next time we should give it more attempts.”

“Of course,” I said. She wouldn’t have to convince me to sleep more often with her. Now that she enjoyed it, I wouldn’t mind having sex every day. Fuck, I wanted to fuck her now. She looked absolutely gorgeous with her bed hair and the thin silk nightgown.

But unless something changed drastically, my hand would have to do the job until Sara gave the go again in two weeks.

“I don’t have to work today,” I said. “Do you want to spend the day together?”

Surprise crossed her face. “Sure.” Then she grimaced. “I’m supposed to meet with Greta for lunch.”

Greta and Sara had started doing things together, and they seemed to get along quite well.

“I could ask Amo to join us, then we can do a double date.”

Sara blinked at me. “That would be our first public date.”

I nodded. We hadn’t gone out as a couple yet, except for the social functions we were forced to attend. We hadn’t even shared a nice dinner yet. Movie night was our go to date night. It didn’t require us to talk and possible encounter any awkwardness. Maybe it was a good thing to start as a double date so things couldn’t get awkward.

I gave Amo a call and we decided to make a couples weekend at the holiday house of Amo’s family in the Hamptons. Since Amo was my boss too, he could tell me to take another day off. I didn’t mind having the entire weekend for Sara.

Sara and I quickly packed our bags before we headed out. In the car, I turned up the music to my favorite Metallica albumKill ’Em All. The first chords of “Hit the Lights” came on, Sara slanted me a look.

“What is it?” she asked.

My eyebrows climbed my forehead. “Metallica.”

“Oh, I only know ‘Nothing else matters’ from them. This piece is new to me.”

I shook my head. “Then you don’t know their best work. I often listen to them when I work, and in the car. I like other music too but they are my staple.” I fell silent.

Sara watched me with a small smile.

“If you don’t like it, we can switch to something you enjoy,” I said with a shrug.

“No, I think it’s nice to get to know this part of you.”

“What’s your favorite music?”

Sara flushed. “You’ll laugh.”

“I won’t.”

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