Welcome to the Family

Right after the guys left, I heard a knock on my door. Thinking they’d forgotten something , I rushed to the door and opened it. But there was a blond woman standing in the door frame, looking very uncomfortable. It took me a while to realize that it was Valary, Matt’s wife. I swallowed, thinking about that moment we’d had earlier.

“Hi, uhm… And you are?” she asked, staring at me, not looking particularly friendly. “Hey, I’m Vicky, I’m the guys’ new dietician. How can I help you?” I replied politely. “Valary Sanders. I’m looking for my HUSBAND,” she stated, stressing the word ‘husband’. “When Zacky last checked on him, he was still sleeping. I’m not going to his room, why don’t you go check yourself?” I smiled at her and motioned toward the hall with the boys’ rooms.

Without saying a word she went to his room and entered without knocking. I heard a few grunts and a couple of whispers, but then decided to go to the kitchen and clean up, so they would not accuse me of eavesdropping. I suppressed the feelings of jealousy in my chest. When would I get over it? He had a freaking wife. There was no way I was going to get him, and that moment? Well I had to pretend it never happened. We didn’t like each other, and that’s how it was going to stay. Who knew, maybe he was even drunk still...

A couple of minutes the two of them became louder and louder, and when I was done cleaning, Valary started screaming again. Although I really didn’t want to know, I heard every word. “I AM TELLING YOU ONE FUCKING THING, MR. MATTHEW ASSHAT SANDERS, IF YOU ARE GOING TO THIS TOUR I AM DONE WITH YOUR SORRY ASS, UNDERSTOOD? YOU CONTINUE THIS BULLSHIT AND I’M FILING FOR A DIVORCE. NOW WRAP YOUR HEAD AROUND THAT.”
With that, she stormed out of his room again, this time fully dressed, and went to the exit. And then she left, just as unexpected as she’d arrived.

Matt came out of his room a couple of minutes later, wearing a black Vengeance University muscle shirt showing off his perfect arms and ripped jeans. He didn’t look as sad as he did the day before. “So… You noticed, huh? Everyone does,” he said as he silently sat next to me on the sofa.
I wanted to tell him that he deserved it for throwing himself on me, but I knew better than to do that. In class we’d heard that if someone starts to tell you something, you are supposed to only listen or they will eventually stop. I turned around and looked at him. “I don’t know. Ever since we married this is hell. That’s all we do, fight, make up, fuck, then fight again. It’s a fucking vicious cycle.” He swallowed, looking hurt now.

“I understand,” I said silently, just to show him I paid attention. “You know, I needed her. I was at my worst when Jimmy died, just shortly after we got married, and instead of helping me, she called me selfish and screamed at me because I didn’t want to start having kids yet. But she just doesn’t understand. No-one does. That’s why I was so fucking angry with you yesterday,” he mumbled.
“Are you sure this is what you want?” I asked, regretting my words immediately, expecting him to accuse me of being jealous. “No, I’m not,” he said curtly. I swallowed. Never in my life had I expected to see this tough guy so vulnerable.

“You know what?” he suddenly stood up, “I’m getting a fucking divorce. This is not what I wanted, not at all.” “Sit down again IMMEDIATELY,” I ordered. “What?” He glared at me.
“Wise man once said: Don’t make decisions when you’re angry. Sit down. Relax. Sleep. If you still want this tomorrow or the day after, then you may,” I explained slowly. “You don’t understand,” he hissed at me.

“Don’t always say I don’t understand, Matt, because I do. I, too, have lost someone dear. And that was about 5 freaking years ago, so believe me when I say this is going to hurt for much longer than you think,” I replied, trying to keep calm. “Maybe you’re right.” “Do you still think I don’t understand?”
He stared at his crotch. “You probably do,” he rasped. “Say it, Matt, say it,” I advised, and much to my surprise I heard him say, “you were right. I’m sorry.”

“Can I weigh you and measure a couple of muscles and stuff?” I asked, very silently, so he wouldn’t get angry, because he was obviously not happy about the changes in his diet. “Yeah, just so you can see me naked, huh?” he grinned and we went to the bathroom.
When he pulled off his shirt I was so turned on by his perfect body, all covered in tattoos. He smirked at me, before removing his pants. I swallowed at the sight of the bulge in his underwear, trying my best not to look. “So, will you step on the scale please?” I was surprised at how normal my voice sounded.

I noted his weight and then began to measure his biceps, chest circumference, abdominal girth, and a couple of other things. Getting to touch his smooth skin was seriously one of the hottest experiences ever.
While I was noting the last result, I heard a raspy voice behind me. “So, how about your measures?” He grinned, showing off his gorgeous dimples and I just melted as he winked at me. “Wh-what… Why m-my measures?” I must have sounded like a total idiot.

“Because you’re recovering and I want to see the results. Come on, convince me that your healthy stuff is working, I need some numbers for that,” Matt smirked, pulling at the rim of my top, motioning for me to take it off. I couldn’t think straight, just stood there in shock. “Come on,” he rasped, “you’ve seen me too, so it’s only fair.”

I slowly stripped down to my black sports bra and black matching panties, watching his face closely, not wanting to miss out on any reaction in his face, but his expression was unreadable. When I stepped on the scale, I tried not to look at the number, but I eventually did anyway. I found myself content, as it was steadily climbing toward 100 pounds. Then he took the tapeline I had just used and started with my biceps, then moved on to my stomach. His touch was gentle, caressing. I felt myself turned on just by the way the tapeline felt around my hips and chest, knowing, he was holding the end of it. When he was done with the last one, my hips, he looked me right in the eye, still having the tapeline around me.

Without breaking the eye contact, he slowly put his hands to my waist and pulled me closer. What was I doing here? Stop! my head screamed, but I was paralyzed by his electrifying touch. Before I could even follow his actions, we were as close as this morning, his breath meeting my lips, causing me to moan silently.
This time, there was no-one who could possibly distract us. This time, his lips crashed on mine, and slowly started to move as he wrapped his arms around me.

The feeling of his pierced lips against mine made my heart pound loudly, and before I could even think about what had just happened, I let my hands travel to his hair as his tongue determinedly slipped into my mouth and lightly brushed against mine. He tasted incredible. And damn, that man was one hell of a good kisser. I felt myself getting hotter and hotter, as our tongues danced and battled for dominance, but then suddenly, an image of Valary turned up in my head.

I pulled away immediately, not knowing where to look or what to say. Matt stared at me, chewed on his pierced lower lip, obviously also uncomfortable with this whole situation. I slowly dressed myself again and handed him his things without saying a word.
“We need to leave now for your appointment,” I stated curtly. Matt didn’t reply, but put on his beanie and his shoes.

We quickly hopped into the car that Larry had given me to use for work, and I switched on the navigation system. Larry had already stored the places they went to most frequently. After a while, Matt rasped, “Hey, uhm… I don’t know how to say this…” He then cleared his throat. “Just don’t,” I interrupted him, concentrating on the traffic.

“Actually, I will. Look, I don’t know… It’s just as awkward as you make it,” he said, staring out of his window. “Alright, so I won’t make it awkward, so it’s going to be alright,” I reassured him and forced a smile. “That mean we won’t ever talk about it?” Matt asked, licking his lips.

Damn. What was I supposed to say to this?

Notes

They finally kissed, yay! *-*
But what is she going to reply to this?

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