Page 66 of Dear, Carson McDermott
After we got back in, I helped Jude get ready for bed. He was excited because we were leaving this Godforsaken place once and for all. I sighed as I entered the room that I was sleeping in with Katerina. I removed my clothes, not caring about anything else. I slid in the sheets laying my head on her chest. I wrapped my arms around her waist holding her so close to me.
“You will always have me when you need me, Carson,” Katerina said to me.
I kissed her stomach as she ran her fingers through my hair.
“I will always love you, baby, and I think it’s time I give you the peace that you were supposed to have when you said yes to marry me.”
Katerina snorted,
“Actually, what I got after you asked me that was some dick.”
I couldn’t help it as I laughed so freely for the first time in a long time. I moved, hovering over her now.
“That’s what you want?” I asked her as I gazed deep into her eyes. I teased her with my now hardened dick. I groaned at how wet she already was. Thank the blessed lord that Katerina slept naked.
Katerina cupped my face in her small hands. I kissed each palm. I shut my eyes loving her touch on my skin.
“Look at me, Carson,” she said to me just like she did multiple times. I opened my eyes staring into her beautiful brown eyes. “Make love to me like our first time.”
I smiled at her, so sweetly. I leaned in kissing her forehead, then her eyelids, cheeks, her chin, even the sides of her mouth. Then I kissed her lips as if it was the first time that I did it. Back when everything was so simple. When I was just an eighteen-year-old boy who was hopelessly in love with my best friend’s sister, afraid to tell her for fear she didn’t see how serious I was about her. Yet, every time her eyes would land on me from wherever we were, I could see us together. Our future and see me loving her so damn hard that it would be deemed crazy. I didn’t care though; I could be crazy or insane for her. For my baby, my Katerina.
Epilogue-One year later
Jude-The Son
I watched the clock on the wall go.Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.
“How’s everything at home, Jude?” Our family therapist, Dr. Lee asked.
I glanced at him then I stared back at the clock. If I looked at the clock, then I wouldn’t lose concentration on what I wanted to say. I shrugged,
“It’s goin’ okay, I guess,” I answered.
“Just okay?” he asked me. I didn’t have to look at him to know he tilted his head as he fixed his glasses.
“Well,” I smiled as I thought of my parents. “mama is like, the best. I never knew my mother would be so cool. She’s tiny as ever but she runs the place. As for my dad, I wanna be like em’ when I’m bigger. I wanna play football like em’, be a quarterback, all of that.”
This time, I looked at Dr. Lee as he smiled back at me.
“See, it wasn’t just going okay, Jude. You’ve come a long way and as I told you, you have time. Take your time with everything. Your parents aren’t going anywhere. Now, let’s talk about your nightmares. How often are you having them?”
My eyes widened,
“How do you know about em’?”
He cocked a brow at me.
“If I tell you, will you yell at me like you did a couple of months ago when I asked you this same question?”
I smirked,
“Nah. I won’t but you don’t have to say a thang. I know it was Mama. Sometimes, when I have them, she comes in my room and lays down wit’ me.”
Dr. Lee nodded,
“Does that make you uncomfortable?”
I shook my head, “Nah, it doesn’. I trust ‘er, I love er’. The fact that Daddy loves ‘er, I love ‘er even more. Whoever he trusts, I trust more.”
