Sergio wrapped his arms around Irish once more and placed a kiss against the crown of her head. After a while, he pulled away and rested his forehead against hers."Can I ask you a question?""Of course.""Why did you choose to end things between us? After all these years I thought that you'd realize that you still loved me enough to stick with me no matter what. That you still cared about me enough to try your best to get rid of those horrible memories.""Sergio..."Sergio cut Irish off, shaking his head."No. Don't stop there. Tell me why you chose not to love me anymore.""Because it's hard to forgive someone who doesn't love you back."Sergio frowned deeply."What?""When I woke up from my coma, I didn't remember a thing about who I was before I died. My memory has completely disappeared. Everything I know is new. But I still know myself. I can recognize my own emotions. I can sense my love for you and how much you mean to me. And I know I won't ever be able to love someone else a
Irish pulled Sergio into a hug, peppering small kisses along his head. Sergio wrapped his legs tightly around Irish, pulling her impossibly closer to himself."Do you think you can stay here tonight?" Sergio asked, looking up at his fiancé."If you don't mind.""Of course not. I missed you."Sergio and Irish made their way back to the bedroom and quickly stripped themselves of their pyjama's. Irish climbed onto the bed and snuggled up to Sergio, wrapping her arm around his torso. Sergio nuzzled his nose into Irish's neck and closed his eyes, letting out a soft sigh as he listened to her heartbeat. It sounded so familiar and comforting. Sergio slowly fell back to sleep after that, cuddling his bride closely.A few hours later, Irish stirred awake to the sound of a phone ringing nearby. She groaned as she lifted herself off Sergio and walked across the room. She picked up the cellphone, answering it."Hello?""Hey babe... It's me.""Hey mom.""How are you feeling? Are you having fun wi
With a final shove, Irish finally released Sergio from her grasp. Sergio instantly collapsed backwards onto the mattress. He brought a trembling hand to rest over his crotch, clutching it tightly, trying desperately to ease the pain shooting throughout his lower regions."I'll never forgive myself if something happens to you because of me.""Nothing will happen to me.""You don't know that.""Sergio.""Don't 'Sergio' me right now."Irish looked down at Sergio with guilt written all over her face."Please don't hate me, baby.""What? Why would I hate you?""Because... Because I'm pregnant with your child.""Are you serious?""No. I'm teasing you. I was just messing with you. Of course I wouldn't hate you."Irish smiled and gently cupped Sergio's cheeks in her hands."Thank you, baby.""Don't thank me yet.""Why not?""Cause I'm going to kill him.""Who?""My father."Sergio rolled over and propped himself up on his elbow. He stared intently at Irish, waiting for her to respond. "Excus
Sergio slipped his fingers back into Irish's folds and massaged her most sensitive spot furiously. Irish's muscles tensed and she felt as if they were going to break at any second. A small gasp escaped her lips when Sergio withdrew his fingers and replaced them with his tongue. Irish gasped and squeezed her eyes shut as Sergio licked and sucked hard on her most sensitive spot, making Irish writhe beneath him. Her hips buckled as Sergio's tongue flicked and lapped against her most sensitive spot. Irish whimpered loudly as Sergio sucked harder on her most sensitive spot."Faster, Sergio!"Sergio increased the speed of his strokes and Irish's eyes snapped open. She looked down and saw Sergio's tongue swirling around her clit as he pumped his fingers faster and faster. He sucked harder on her clit and Irish arched her back, trying to push her hips closer to Sergio's face so she could reach down and touch him."Ahh! Sergio! Ahhh!"Sergio stopped pumping his fingers but remained attached t
"I'm gonna be out today, baby. There's some things I have to take care of and I have to pick up some groceries for dinner later. I won't be gone long.""That's okay, Sergio. I understand. I'll probably get some studying done, though. Do you think you'll be able to find anything in the stores?""Not especially, but I'll try. Why don't we check out the new supermarket in town? It might be fun.""I guess that's fine.""Alright, I'm heading out now."Sergio got up from the couch and walked past Irish and out the door. She watched him closely as he stepped out into the hallway and pulled the door closed behind him. When Sergio had disappeared from view, Irish sighed loudly. The silence that followed after Sergio's departure unnerved Irish and she couldn't shake the feeling that someone or something was watching her. She glanced over to the window to see what she thought was a bird perched up on the windowsill, but when she looked back at the window it was gone. She shook her head, thinki
"Okay. Well then. That was thoughtful of her. Maybe she likes perfumes just as much as I do. Or maybe there's something wrong with my cologne. Anyway, you look really sexy in it."Sergio smiled down at Irish and bent down to capture her lips in another passionate kiss. Irish closed her eyes and returned the kiss. She could tell that Sergio enjoyed being with her. She loved being with him too and hoped that someday he would love her enough to marry her.Later that evening Sergio arrived home late from work. Irish had already changed into her pajamas and was sitting on the couch waiting anxiously for him. They hadn't discussed what he was going to do with the rest of the afternoon and Irish wasn't sure if he planned on taking her to bed. She didn't mind waiting for him so she could watch a movie with him. Sergio turned and saw his wife sitting on the couch staring at him expectantly. He smiled at her and walked towards her, taking a seat next to her."Hey, beautiful.""Hi, what are you
"I'm sorry." she whispers. He doesn't know what to do or say. If Sergio was here he wouldn't hesitate to tell her that things were going well between them, but it would sound like a lie. Sergio loves Romano dearly and seeing how miserable Romano is, he feels guilty for making him feel that way. He knows how much Romano means to him and how much Romano means to him and if he could he would take away every bad thing in the world just so he can protect Romano from them. "I miss you so much." Romano mutters against her hair.She pulls back and wipes off some stray tears with the sleeves of her shirt. " I miss you too," she says, still smiling. That's when she notices something different behind him. Her smile disappears and her eyes widen as she realizes that Sergio is there. She's still hugging Romano and she doesn't want to pull away from him because this is the first time she's felt like this with anyone. The first time she has felt so content with someone. "What happened?" Sergio as
"Hey, are you done? Because you seem to be a lot better than yesterday." He asks smiling."Yeah, thank you. Sorry it took me so long.""Don't apologize." He walks up to her and kisses her on the cheek."Thanks.""So what's the occasion? Are we celebrating something?" he asks teasingly."Yes actually we are" she replies laughing."Oh really?" he laughs. "What is it?""Well I made you breakfast because I didn't have any money with me." She answers blushing.He chuckles. "Are you sure that wasn't an excuse to kiss me?" he teases. Irish smiles and looks up at him. "Well maybe it was...But I love you anyways."Sergio kisses her on the lips this time and she returns the kiss passionately, she knows he loves her too. They stay like that for quite some time kissing each other until they stop because they can't breathe anymore. They stay close to each other, neither of them wants to move. They just sit there staring at each other. Neither of them want to go to sleep tonight, neither of them w
Today marks the first day back after what happened last week. A lot has changed since then. Since we've gotten married, my mother has completely stopped trying to convince me to marry her son, although it has been clear throughout the past weeks that she hates him. But she has also been very understanding towards Sergio, even if she hasn't accepted us yet.My father is currently living with us, as my brother had kicked him out of the apartment last week. He didn't seem very happy about it, especially since it meant that his boyfriend would have to give up their house to live with him. I didn't mind that much though. The less attention that I get from my family, the better.This morning, I decided to wake up early so that I could get some breakfast ready before everyone woke up. I quickly made myself breakfast and put it in a bowl for Sergio. I then proceeded to walk around our apartment getting ready for the day. I was brushing my teeth when the bathroom door burst open and Sergio ra
"Baby, you know that I won't do that ever again. Never. You know that I will always protect you. Always, always. Forever and ever." Sergio reassured me.I nodded in response."Do you remember when you said you needed a break?" I asked quietly."Yeah. Of course I do. Why? Are you feeling better now?" He asked me, rubbing circles on my back."Kind of, yeah." I replied shakily."Well, it's late and I think it's time for us both to sleep. Come on, let's get up and make some coffee so that we can get some rest." Sergio suggested.I reluctantly opened my eyes and slid out of the covers. I followed Sergio out of the room and we entered the kitchen. We poured ourselves two cups of coffee, drinking them gratefully. After putting the cups in the sink, we carried them over to the sofa and sat down."Do you want to talk about it?" Sergio asked me gently, taking my hand in his."Not really." I admitted. "Maybe later?"Sergio smiled at me reassuringly. I leaned forward and kissed him softly, trying
"Wait. What?" I interrupted. "When did that happen?! Why didn't you tell me that you were leaving? What about us? Where were we during those years? Did I know what you were doing? Why did you hide that from me? What happened between you and my brother?"Sergio closed his eyes."You know that it was my fault...you know that I didn't mean for him to become involved with you. It was my choice to leave you alone. But he insisted that you came back with me. That he loved you enough to be willing to sacrifice everything and everything. I tried to convince him that it was in his best interest to stay away. But he wouldn't listen. He was stubborn and refused to change his mind.""He convinced my father that you two were meant to be together. He told my father that you were perfect for each other and he was determined to get married sooner rather than later. That he would wait until you were both eighteen and that it would be worth it because he was sure you'd love him as much as he loved you.
For a few minutes, we just stared at each other, not saying a word. I decided that now was a good time as any to ask him about his relationship with Sergio."So, you and Sergio....?" I started hesitantly.Sergio looked up and stared at me for a few seconds before turning away, his expression unreadable."Yes, we're together." He replied. "But it won't work out." He added when he saw how shocked I looked. "We love each other, I know that. But you'll never be able to understand us like you do. You don't know everything about us. You've known us for all of a day.""How long have I been here?" I asked, not understanding why we were talking about this. Wasn't that supposed to be my question? I had the feeling that I already knew the answer."About seven days." Sergio replied calmly."Seven days?!" I yelled, surprised. "And you didn't think that it was important to tell me that I've been unconscious for seven days?""We thought you needed time to adjust. We wanted to give you some space to
Tears kept spilling from my eyes as I tried to run harder than ever before to catch up with them. Suddenly, I found myself at an empty street. I looked both ways to try and find any sign of the couple and I spotted a familiar figure sitting under a lamppost a little way ahead of me. I broke into a sprint and rushed towards him. As I approached, I began to realize that the man wasn't wearing a jacket, so I figured he must have been freezing.When I got close enough, I could see that he was looking straight ahead with his arms resting on his knees, completely unmoving. I slowly came to stand right next to him, hoping that he would acknowledge my presence. But, he didn't. His expression remained the same and I knew that he was ignoring me. For a second, I stood there, staring at him without moving, completely dumbstruck by what was happening."Are...Are you alright?" I whispered, afraid to make a sudden move lest he would snap out of whatever trance he was currently in.He didn't reply
"Not really. I don't know. I'll probably just hang out with the guys, but that might take a while." I answered."Okay. I'll pick you up at seven then." He said. "How does that sound?""Perfect." I said, smiling slightly. "I'll see you then.""See you then." He responded, hanging up.I stared at my phone for a few minutes longer. I knew there was nothing to worry about. He wouldn't come to pick me up if he knew something was bothering me. He was just being friendly. After a few moments though, I realized that it was already nine in the morning and that the time to wake up everyone else was approaching rapidly."Great. Now everyone else will wake up." I said with a sigh. I picked up my phone and dialled the number of the person who most definitely was not going to appreciate waking up this early. She answered almost immediately."Irish, I was expecting you to call earlier. Is everything OK?" She asked me."Yes, I'm fine. I just woke up and wanted to check if you were awake.""Ah yes. T
"What's so funny?" He asked, frowning at me."Nothing... I was just wondering why you're behaving like this." I said with a chuckle."I'm not behaving like anything." He protested."Oh please, Sergio, don't play dumb. You know exactly what I mean. I saw the way you looked at me." I told him.He looked up at me, puzzled."Look, Irish, it's not what you think. I didn't mean to stare at you, ok? It was an accident." He explained quickly.I shook my head. "You know perfectly well that you couldn't have meant to stare. Look, Sergio, you don't seem like yourself these days. You look more serious than ever before. And besides, there's no need for you to feel guilty. You didn't do anything wrong."He stared at me for a while longer, as if trying to find the right words to say."I know. Please. I am sorry, Irish. Can we start over? Forget what has happened." He pleaded earnestly.I sighed. "Okay. I forgive you, Sergio." I said, reaching across the table to touch his hand.He took my hand gentl
"Is it okay with you if we go out for dinner tonight?" Sergio suddenly asked, breaking the silence between us."Why wouldn't it be? That sounds awesome." I answered smiling. "What are your favourite restaurant?"He chuckled lightly at my enthusiasm, and then told me his favourite restaurant nearby. After ordering our meals, we started to discuss our plans for tonight. Although we hadn't talked in a long time and neither one of us was sure about what we wanted to do, we still decided to try to spend some time together. Since we weren't going to be able to talk about what we were going to say later, we decided to keep some of it simple. Just a few casual questions about each other's lives. Then after we finished our meal, we would decide where to go next and what we were planning to do for the rest of the night.It was nice spending time with Sergio again. After everything had happened the last time we spent time together, I had missed him so much. He was someone whom I missed dearly.
But it was hard when I could hear him chewing slowly, every movement accompanied with loud chewing noises which weren't exactly quiet, yet somehow they still managed to reach me. And when I looked up and looked into his beautiful brown eyes... I lost control. Every fiber of my body wanted to jump into his arms and run away from the awkward tension that was surrounding us. And I just couldn't seem to resist."Would you like more coffee, dear?" My mom asked.I snapped out of my thoughts and focused on the question that she had just asked."Yes please." I responded, giving her a weak smile.She nodded her head and made her way toward the kitchen. I heard Sergio move closer to me and stop right beside me. I remained silent while my mother prepared my coffee."You don't have to stay with us," I stated softly. "We're not forcing you to stay. I can handle things perfectly fine on my own. You don't have to stay."He didn't respond to my statement. Instead, he continued to watch me silently un