#thread:celia

She couldn’t let him get hurt, she had tried to get away from her husband and nearly lost her life. She was ashamed of the life she was escaping, but when she was in medical school he had played her for the fool. She had fell for it. “I can’t... let you get hurt.” She whispered softly despite his insistence to stay. If her husband knew that she had been with another man, that she had fallen in love with this man. She didn’t know what the hell he would do and that thought terrified her. She hated admitting she was scared too. “I’m so scared.” The whisper was so soft that she wished she hadn’t uttered those words because she had tried to be so strong.

The wedding had been a blur, but feeling lips on her shoulder the morning after, she snuggled back into her husband more. Opening her eyes, she saw her wedding band glint in the sunlight. Honestly the night before had been magical, she felt like she was in a fairy tale and being able to finally call herself his wife? That was icing on the cake. Celia rolled over and looked up seeing his eyes already open. “Good morning handsome, how’s my husband doing?” Celia questioned kissing his chest. It felt nice to just wake up to the man she loved, and knew today would be spent relaxing and maybe she’d drag him down to the beach later to enjoy the warmth and well give him a good view of the bikini she packed.

Waking up to Brooklyn every morning had been bliss for her, almost like she was living a dream of her life. Celia was wandering outside when she paused in the doorway watching her boyfriend with another woman looking quite cozy. Her heart constricted not sure whom this woman was, but they looked like they had history. Was she being played by another man? She didn’t know. She didn’t want to think the worst giving Brooklyn the benefit of the doubt but she knew nothing of his life when he went off. Part of her wondered if she was just the normalcy he was seeking a connection to something not Irish mob. Slowly walking her way over to Brooklyn she rested a hand on his arm. “Hey, they said dinner was ready.” She said softly. She was supposed to get to know his family tonight, something she had been dreading.  But now she wondered if she was going to have to compete with a woman who looked ultra confident in who she was. Something Celia hadn’t been in a long time. “Are you going to introduce me?” Celia questioned figuring Brooklyn could give her a mini clue of whom he was with.

She let out a little squeal as she was spun around. Celia was enjoying just dancing with him having some fun and being able to let loose. “I’m going to get dizzy if you keep spinning me like that.” Her tone was light hearted and bright. The moon was high on the night but that didn’t mean she wanted the magic that seemed to overcome them to end. “Alright... I need a drink and a bit of fresh air, why don’t we go for a walk?” There was a little lake they could walk too to get away from the wedding party and relax for a few minutes.

Celia suddenly wished she had more on, her nipples were hard through the thin tank top. She had missed the intimacy between them but she hadn’t wanted to risk anything with his knee knowing that he had to get back out on the field because it was everything that he loved. “It’s fine, I... should get cleaned up and started on dinner now that you are back.” Celia’s face was still flushed and she was sure the room had the air of sex about it, she walked over to Chip and leaned up kissing his cheek. “How did your doctors go?” She asked trying to ignore the obvious she figured she could try again later lock herself in the bath and get herself off there.