Chapter Nine

Kris was standing in the doorframe of John’s room and watched him sleeping peacefully. It was in the middle of the night. Since three days they were home again. Finally! The girls were sleeping in their own beds again. She had some time to relax while Richie was making sure John wouldn’t run around too much. Definitely not an easy job.

Nevertheless, she had to check on him. She had to see with her own eyes that she had him back.

“He’s ok, darling.” Richie said softly behind her. Every night she was standing here, watching him. He needed to think about something to get her to sleep. She needed it desperately. She turned her head and smiled.

“I know.” She whispered and put her hands on her husband’s arms when they encircled her waist. He brushed her hair out of her neck and placed small kisses on the soft skin.

Kris shivered and looked at him surprised. His brown eyes gleamed in the darkness. He missed her. It was worse than being on tour and thousands of miles away from her. She was next to him. He could see her, smell, nearly tasted her, but couldn’t get close to her.

Gently Richie leaded her back into their bedroom. She smiled when his hands ran over her skin, pushed at the thin straps of her silk nightie and cupped her breast after it flowed to the floor.

“God, you are so beautiful.” He whispered and kissed her with hunger. She moaned and her arms found their way around his neck. Richie pulled her hard against his body and she could feel his erection pressing into her.

“Richie...” she tried to pull away from him. “Richie...Rich...wait!” he stopped groaning and watched her expecting.

She smiled and traced her index finger over his lips. His tongue swirled out and sucked it into his mouth. Kris s giggled when he tickled her.

“You are impossible!”

He pulled her close again. “That’s why you love me.” He smiled at her.

“True.” She kissed him softly and framed his face with her hands. Looking him deep into these beautiful chocolate brown eyes she said: “Richie, I’m pregnant.”

His face lit up and he kissed her sweetly. Finally she confirmed his suspicion.

“I know.” He replied. She looked at him surprised.

“You know? But mom said she didn’t tell you...”

Richie laughed. “She didn’t.”

“So, how do you know then?” Kris was sure her father didn’t tell him either.

“Well, darling ... don’t you think, I didn’t realize that I could make love to you every single day in the last couple month? I didn’t have to stop for a week or so.”

Kris smiled and kissed him deeply. He was more observant than she thought. “I love you.” She whispered.

“I love you too, darling.” Richie said before carrying her over to the bed.


~ The End ... for now ~