SIW Chris Whelan 06

Saint Ives Whelan Chronicles  : Christopher Saint Ives – Whelan.

Chapter Six : Skipping "Classes" Is So Rewarding.

As he roused from his deep sleep, Chris let out a silent sigh, feeling content holding the warm woman cuddled close to him. During the night she must have turned in his embrace and now their legs were intertwined. She was draped on his chest, her head tucked  snuggly under his chin. One of her legs was slightly pulled up, gently pressing against his groin area. As long as she lay still he was fine, but occasionally she'd stir in her sleep and as a result his dick was hard and straining painfully against his pants.

He endured his discomfort because he reveled more in the feelings of contentment and happiness. Chris finally knew what he had been missing all these decades. With little regret he thought of all the woman he had bedded and never stayed to see them wake up. Oh he had enjoyed every single occasion, so had his willing partner for that night. Yet he always came home restless, not feeling complete.

That feeling was gone now. If his brother was only feeling half of what he felt now, he finally understood that gap his brother had longed to fill for so long.

Tenderly he twirled a curl around his finger. Her hair was soft to the touch and vaguely smelled of strawberries. Lifting up his hand, he surprised himself as he touched his cheek with his finger, amazed again by the softness of her locks. He had his wild side but right now he didn't have the need nor the burning desire to be forceful and demanding. It was just the opposite, he wanted to show the woman in his arms just how much she meant to him.

Feeling her stir, he bit back a groan as now her leg moved as if it was caressing him and it was becoming more difficult to rein in his desire to make love to her.

"Hmmmm," he suddenly heard, "Aren't these pants bothering you?" Mia asked in a voice laced with sleep and a hint of mischief.

"Are they bothering you, my dear?" he answered with a question.

"Actually, they are. There are so many things I could do if they weren't in the way," she replied, her voice taking on a deep sultry tone.

Leisurely she traced his visible muscles on his abs and then his arms, leaving behind a trail of tiny shivers.

"So which is the fastest way to get rid of them? Your way or mine?" he challenged her softly.

Placing her hands on his shoulders, she rose up and straddled him. To his surprise he felt her wetness close to his own naked flesh.

"Definitely my way," Mia spoke softly as she winked at him.

Placing his hands on her tiny waist, he couldn't help the rumble in his chest. "I can get used to this, fast and clean and no mess to clean up. Hmm I sure do like this way of yours," he murmured as he placed his hands over her heaving breasts.

Her clothes had disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving him a view he was very quickly becoming addicted too.

Not in the mood for much wordplay, he rose up and latched himself onto a puckered nipple while he pinched the other between his thumb and forefinger. Gently he rolled, pinched and tugged at it as he sucked on the other one. Changing sides he made sure to give both sides the same treatment.

Chris did his best to ignore the movements of her hips, which were enticing him, luring him closer. As if they wanted to invite him to go to paradise. He wasn't having any of it. Despite how wicked he could be, no matter how much he'd desired his partners, never ever did he cum first. He always made sure his partner had nothing to complain about.

He wasn't about to start that now, so he tried his hardest to ignore the squirming woman in his lap. Her wet folds were coating his hard flesh with her honey like fluids. Mia was tempting him like no other had before. Looking up he saw the pure bliss on her face. Eyes closed, a tiny bit of her tongue sticking out as she pressed her lips together, trying to hold back her moans.

He wanted to hear her, he wanted to hear her sing those passionate tones that made his wolf howl with pleasure.

Threading his hand through her silky locks at the nape of her neck Chris maneuvered her so he could slant his lips over hers. Her taste alone could make him drunk. Tilting her head slightly, he licked her lips, silently demanding entry to her mouth. Willingly she opened up and let him in.

The searing heat between them went higher and higher as they silently fought over dominance during their kiss. Even being on top didn't help Mia. As if Chris knew he might lose the upper hand, he held her closely and twisted them around. Her legs automatically wrapped tightly around his narrow waist.

Nestled snuggly between her thighs, he gently rocked back and forth without entering her. Lazily he caressed her wet folds with his hard cock, always succeeding in rubbing her clit every time he came near her slit.

Reluctantly he left her sweet lips, but he had set a goal for himself. He wanted her to scream his name and for that he would have to leave her mouth. It did, however, open up so many other sweet places he could torture.

He started with leaving a tiny trail of kisses over the arch of her brow, gently placing a neat kiss on each eyelid before following the soft curves of her jaw, down to her neck. He sniffed and felt so overwhelmed by her scent he almost gave in. Slowly he licked her neck, making sure he went over his marks he had left the night of their mating, sending a passionate wave through her trembling body.

Chris felt her hands sneaking up his torso, lightly grazing his hardened nipples. He let her have these few seconds simply because he could just purr at the sensations it gave him. Only when she tried to cup his head and guide him back up to her tempting lips, did he stop her. Grabbing her hands, he placed them above her head, holding both in one hand.

He winked at her and with his free hand wiggled his index finger in front of her.

"It's my turn. I'm going to make you scream until you can't take anymore," his whispered softly in her ear. "Are you going to be a good little girl and keep your hands where I put them or do I have to tie you up?"

Mia licked her lips, she knew that if it really mattered she could be out of her restraints in a heartbeat. Though somewhere deep down she liked his suggestion and she liked his dominant streak so she tugged, trying to free herself and getting the desired reaction out of him.

"I see you made your choice," he said as he tightened his grip. Holding out his hand he asked, "Show me what you want me to use to tie you up with, my sweet."

Mia grinned. She knew what his open palm meant and she couldn't help to bring in a bit of humor, so she materialized a soft set of ropes in the brightest shade of pink she could come up with, each end covered with fluffy feathers.

"Is this what you want me to use?" Chris asked with a big grin on his face and the amusement clear in his eyes.

Mia moved her head slightly up and down in confirmation. Chris' smile only grew wider, Mia had no idea what she just had let herself be in for. Straddling her, he made sure his weight wouldn't crush or hurt her in any way, he made sure he kept a strong grip on her wrists.

Dropping one of the ropes beside him, he used the other to tie her wrists together. Making sure he had her tied up, he checked that his knots weren't too tight. He wouldn't be able to see her hurt or scarred in any way.

Mia gave him a surprised look as she noticed him only using one of the ropes.

Reassuring himself the bonds were done perfectly, he reached behind the bedhead and pulled a tiny iron ring into view. Smiling inwardly he commended himself for his love for antique furniture. His bed looked normal, only it had several hidden rings and hooks. This was the first time he put them to use.

He winked at Mia as he pulled the rope through the tiny ring and secured her to the bed.

Mia couldn't help but test her bonds and followed the rope up to where it was now attached to the bed. She realized then that this bed would probably have more hidden things and she wondered whether Chris would put them to use. Moving her gaze back to Chris she couldn't help but feel smug as she took in his toned physique and it was all hers, or rather she was all his at the moment.

She could tell by his heaving chest that he was just as aroused as her. When her eyes traveled further south there was no doubt at how much he wanted her. She licked her lips as she took in the view of his raging hard on that sprouted from a black bush of hair, standing proudly, a tiny drop of pre cum glistening at the very tip. Biting back a moan she wished she could wrap her lips around his hard flesh and lick up that tiny drop.

Chris must have followed her because suddenly he let out a soft moan.

"If you keep looking at me like that, you temptress, there won't be much left to enjoy," he warned her.

"So you're all talk and little action again?" she teasingly spoke back.

"Oh you're in luck I want to hear you scream in a bit or I would have gagged you for that remark, my sweet," he answered.

Wanting her desire to rise even higher, he slightly leaned back and grasped his dick and leisurely stroked himself a few times, eliciting more moans from Mia's lips. He could feel her squirm under him and though he was the one enjoying himself the most, he just loved how it enticed her and heightened her lusty feelings.

He let go of his dick as he scooted higher up her body. Looking into her eyes, his hands now started playing with her round globes, squeezing them gently, deliberately avoiding her little hard nubbins. Bit by bit his round motions became smaller until eventually he reached her hard nipples.

All this time Mia's eyes hadn't left his. Her tongue occasionally slipped out to wet her lips. Oh how Chris wanted to feel those lips sealed around his cock right now, but he restrained himself. He'd wait a while longer before he'd give himself that pleasure, there was something else he wanted first and he had her just in the perfect position for it.

Still locking eyes, Chris bent his cock a little with his thumb until it lay snuggly between her breasts. This was something he very rarely wanted to do with his bed partner. If he took the time to count how many times he actually had, he'd only need one hand to add up those occasions. This time it had called to him as he gently fondled her breasts, teasing and tempting her.

Something about her willingness told him she would do almost anything to please him and right now what he wanted was to bury his cock between her luscious globes and fuck them slowly. He'd noticed the slight widening of her irises but the lust and passion in them never wavered for one second once she understood what he was doing.

The feeling of her warm soft flesh against his hard cock almost did him in and he had to close his eyes, attempting to block out the passionate gaze Mia was giving him as he rocked back and forth. Lazily he toyed with her nipples, rolling them slowly under his thumbs in rhythm with his thrusting. He couldn't help but let out a low moan of contentment.

Then his eyes shot open and he saw Mia lifting up her head as much as she could and each time he rocked her way her tongue slipped out and licked up and round his engorged tip. He couldn't take it anymore and let go of her breasts, releasing his hard shaft. His hand trailed into her hair as he helped to keep her head lifted up as he held his cock with his other hand and guided it into her awaiting mouth.

Eagerly she wrapped her lips around him and twirled her tongue up and down his cock. Not for a single moment did she lose eye contact, she wanted to see how she affected him. Their first time he had blindfolded her, admittedly she had enjoyed it tremendously but she could get lost in a man's eyes as they darkened with passion as she pleasured him. Normally she wouldn't make the first move to do a blow job, but something about Chris and his gentle dominance made her want to give him as much pleasure as she knew she would get back tenfold.

She liked how he cupped her head, his thumbs tenderly stroking the side of her jaw, as bit by bit he fed his cock deeper into her warm mouth. He stopped just in time, he didn't want to push in too far, he wanted this to be pleasurable for both of them. For a while he just kept still and let Mia have her way. He could howl out loud his joy at the exquisite feelings her little tongue provoked.

Time after time she licked around the very tip, switching to sucking his cock as if her life depended on it. Chris was starting to have trouble holding back, he could only imagine how all this would feel if she wasn't restrained, but right now he could only pant heavily. Restrained the way she was and yet she made him crumble at her feet, worship the ground she walked on.

He couldn't help it and he started rocking again, her tiny little tongue darting all over him as her lips kept him firmly wedged in her mouth. Biting his lips he tried preventing himself from cursing out loudly, she was bringing him right to the edge, but he didn't want it to be over yet. With all the control he could gather, and a pang of regret, he moved back.

As he got enough room, he bent down and started leaving a trail of tiny kisses. He didn't leave a spot untouched. He faintly tasted his own pre cum on her lips, but that didn't stop him from invading her mouth for a searing hot kiss that again left her twisting and turning under him.

He had to commend her for not once trying to get out of her bonds, nor using magic to free herself. All these little things started adding and building the profound love he felt for the little minx currently tied up in his bed. After ending their kiss, he continued his searing path downwards, kissing, nibbling and licking every part he could reach.

Once he arrived where he wanted to be, he spread her legs and looked in awe at the treasure he revealed. As if he wanted to study her in detail, he very slowly trailed his index finger over her wet folds, her arousing scent making him more crazy about her. All he wanted to do was plunge right in there and fuck her brains out, but again he remembered his personal goal.

His look went up and locked with her eyes again. Chris didn't want to give her what she clearly wanted, not yet. Ever so slowly he inserted his finger. It wasn't meant to arouse her further, but he wanted to taste her. As he removed his finger and brought it up to his mouth, her scent rolled over him like waves on a beach. Licking his finger clean he moaned.

"Ambrosia of the Gods, that's what you taste like for me," he said huskily. "So addictive, I'd get used to this."

Not wanting to verbally express her feelings she sent him a mental note; you're torturing me here, Chris!

"No fear, my sweet, it's going to be sweet torture, I promise," he said in reply, a wicked, bone melting smile appearing on his face before he lowered it and covered her wet folds with his lips.

He couldn't stop the appreciative growl that emanated from his chest as he started licking up her sweet juices that covered her sex. Wanting to go slow, he "inspected" each little curve in detail. Lick after lick, he was driving her mad with a need that matched his own. Craving more of her sweet juice, he plunged his tongue into her wet core and eagerly lapped up her essence.

Mia started bucking against his lips but Chris wasn't having any of it. He was having the time of his life and he surely wasn't done pleasuring her.

Releasing her for only a few seconds, he lifted her legs over his shoulders. He scooted closer, so she was now resting on her shoulder blades. Gently, but firmly, did he support the rest of her body.

"Now, now, don't be so eager, love. I haven't lost my appetite yet. So lay still so I can have my fill," he chastised her with a light chuckle in his voice.

Lowering his head again, he went straight for her clit, licking it mercilessly. His eyes locked with hers, a silent promise that if she did what he wanted she would get a lot more than she was hoping for. He loved the feel of her round butt cheeks in his hands.  Squeezing them every so often he could tell by her gasping breath she loved what he was doing.

Shifting his attention back to her core he eagerly went back to what he was doing before. With gusto he devoured her. He started slow but before long he started picking up the speed at which he was licking and suckling her wet folds. The slight tremble in her legs was another indication she was rapidly nearing her release.

Giving it a little thought, he reluctantly retreated which got a growling response from Mia.

"Shhh, I'm not done yet, just want to support you a little better while I free up my hands," he reassured her. He had been sitting on his knees at first, but now carefully twisted his legs under him so he sat on his butt. Pulling up his legs, he carefully rested her behind on his knees until she was still within his reach. "You ok like this?" he asked and got a nod in return. He gave her a quick wink as he, again, lowered his head.

Now his hands joined in. As he licked her clit, he pried open her slick pussy lips, opening her up completely to his searing gaze. Mesmerized by her sweet scent he started licking her pussy from the bottom to the top, luxuriating in her delicious taste. Time and time again he swept his agile tongue over her clit and inside of her.

Sensing she wanted more he replaced his tongue with two fingers, the thumb of his other hand covering her clit and making tiny circles around it. Chris noticed she was trying hard not to move or buck against his fingers. Little drops of sweat were gracing her beautiful face and she was biting her lip, trying hard not to make a sound.

He admired her strong will, as well as that little stubborn streak that surfaced now. Mia knew he wanted her to scream, yet she wasn't giving in, even when she was this close. If she thinks she's gonna win this battle of wills, she's so wrong. I'll have her scream my name! Chris thought to himself.

Determined to conquer her he stepped up his efforts. He'd kept his ministrations gentle and caring, but if she was able to fight against them he'd have to get a bit more firm with her, more persistent and he could tease and torment her. He liked the sound of the latter.

He latched on to her clit and sucked hard on it as he inserted a third finger and started moving them in a steadily building pace. He could sense her heartbeat going just that little bit faster and he noticed how hard she was gripping the rope above her head. She was ready to shatter.

Ready to cum, my sweet? he teased her mentally.

She panted loudly as she came closer and closer as he moved faster and sucked harder. Still she remained silent.

You want more? Need another finger? Or do I have to suck harder? he goaded her on.

Please, let me cum! she practically screamed inside his head.

He felt her tensing up, making herself ready to let the nearing orgasm wash over her.

How he managed it he didn't know, but just at the moment she would topple over that edge he stopped. He sat up, gently removed his fingers and leisurely licked them clean.

Mia's eyes were shooting bullets at him and he knew very well why, but he only smiled.

He let his legs fall open and let her slide down, so she rested on the bed again. Readjusting his cock, he stroked her outer pussy lips with it, coating it in her juices. He was tempted to just plunge in and fuck her, but he knew he wouldn't. He'd win this game.

"You should have let go, then you would have gotten what you wanted so badly," he spoke softly.

Getting on his knees, he moved in closer as he aimed for her wet slit. Slowly he pushed himself all the way inside of her. Chris had to close his eyes as he reveled in the feelings of her pussy walls clamping down on his hard flesh. At a tormentingly slow pace he pulled back and pushed himself back in.

He was aware this was a shared torment, for he longed to turn her around on all fours and slam into her mercilessly. Bending down, he put one hand next to her head to steady himself. His other hand wandered over her body. Tweaking a nipple, squeezing a breast, caressing her face, one sweet touch followed after the other as he kept up his slow movement.

He heard her breathing getting shallower, her heartbeat picking up pace, she was getting close again. This time she would give him what he wanted. Determined to have his way he started to entice with softly whispered words of encouragement, accompanied with an increased speed as he plunged into her pussy over and over again.

Mia had closed her eyes, hoping it would help her be quiet as Chris ravished her. She didn't want to give in, but she had to admit, he was good at what he did. Biting her lip she made a small effort to keep silent, apart from moans and groans, leaving her mouth.

Chris looked at her. He felt pride as he saw how hard she was trying not to give in, but he had a need. A need he wanted to see fulfilled. Resting his forehead against hers, he started moving faster, urging her to join him. Gently kissing her lips, he made his way over to her ear.

"I know you don't want to give in, but I need this, I need you. I need to know you are mine," he pleaded softly, then he traveled further, licked his marks and bit down.

This had the desired effect. He felt her tensing up as the bond they shared intensified.

"Chris!!" she screamed.

He felt her inner walls constricting around him as he kept moving through her orgasm.

Releasing her, he licked at the tiny wounds, closing them up, then he cradled her in his arms as he kept on moving. Only when he felt her relax did he allow himself to get lost in her. She surprised him as he suddenly felt her piercing his skin in turn. Not able to hold back any longer he slammed down harder and faster, only slowing as his knot began to grow and he desperately wanted them to be joined again.

Breathing heavily, he steadily pushed his knot inside of her, then continued with shorter strokes, losing himself completely in her depths. After a few more strokes his inner battle was lost and he coated her insides, spurt after spurt until he felt drained. Drained, but sated.

Bracing himself on his elbows, he tried not to crush her.

"You can move stuff. Think you're able to turn us around? I don't want to crush you like this, but seeing we're still locked. It would be nice if we switched around and you lay on top of me," he asked breathlessly. "And untie yourself while you're at it. I want to feel your arms wrapped around me, my precious."

Keeping his eyes closed, he felt the soft breeze from their turning. He only relaxed once he felt the bed under him. Not a second later he felt her arms sneaking around him as she snuggled closer in his protective embrace. He bet that if she were a cat, she'd be purring out of sheer bliss.

Holding her close with one arm, he used the other to scoop away the hair that had covered her pretty, pink flushed face. Lifting his head slightly, he dropped a very chaste kiss on the tip of her nose.

"I can get used to waking up like this every day. A pretty lady draped over me, a satisfied one at that-"

"Don't you get cocky now!" Mia finally said out loud.

"I'll give you all the cock you need," he teased. He couldn't help it but his hands traveled south, cupped her bottom and he moved her over his cock that was still buried deep inside of her. This rewarded him a soft moan.

"Honestly Mia, you're the best thing that ever happened to me. Sorry, the both of you. I know it all went a bit fast and you had your share of revelations and surprises, but you faced them  head on. You have no idea how proud that makes me feel. I love your stubborn streak. Don't think I'd cope well with someone just giving in all the time. I know I'm a dominant bastard at times, but never forget I have only one goal now and that is to please you any way I can."

He followed his little speech with a searing kiss wanting to emphasize his words. Chris could smell she was getting aroused again and he didn't need much to pick up where they had stopped before. Both gasping for air, they looked at each other intensely.

"I'm yours as you are mine, love. Do with me as you please," he told her and for the very first time in his life he gave away control. He wasn't scared or frightened. Who could be with such a beautiful lady sprawled over him and pinned to him. He only found it a bit daunting to let go of his controlling nature in bed. He simply wanted to prove to her he trusted her, mind, body and soul.

He knew there was a hard time coming and he wanted to savor her company as much as possible, in every possible way. She needed to know she could trust him, that he would do anything to keep her safe. Chris also wanted her to know she'd be the only person he would willingly submit himself to.

It didn't take Mia long to grasp what he was implying. Tenderly she brushed her lips against his, then kissed his cheeks, nose, slowly leaving a trail of tender kisses.

"There's so many things I could do with you, but they can't compare with what you do to me, my love. The way you make me feel, it's just divine. But I thank you for giving me this, I'll cherish it always and forever." With those words softly whispered in his ear she started rocking in small circles, lifting herself up in a sitting position.

Immediately his hands traveled towards her sides. He didn't guide her, he just wanted to touch her, feel her silky skin under his rough hands. Chris saw how her hands covered his and how she led them to her breasts.

"Touch me," she huskily said. That was something he didn't need to be told twice. What he didn't expect was for her to fondle his own nipples. She didn't really squeeze them, just moving her hands over and around them made them just that bit more sensitive. Gently they kept caressing each other while Mia kept up her slow, buildup of pace, grinding in circles on top of him.

Chris tried, but failed, to let her have her own way. She kept biting in her lower lip, a move he found so utterly sexy and provocative that he wanted to kiss her there. He cupped her head and gently nudged her forward so he could capture her lush lips in a breathtaking kiss.

If you want to have the upper hand, I suggest you stop biting those sexy lips of yours.

He rather felt instead of heard her chuckle lightly as she responded, I'm not complaining, maybe that's what I wanted.

His self-restraint broken, he intensified their kiss until both were panting. Their passion grew so fast that both were surprised when they joined each other in that sweet moment of eternal bliss. Chris' arms went around Mia and he held her close, her head resting in the crook of his neck.

Slowly their breathing calmed down and evened out. Mia drifted off in a light slumber, joined by Chris a few moments later.

* * * *

A shrill ringing sound startled Chris awake and he tightened his grip on Mia, who was still asleep on top of him. Realizing it was his cellphone, he carefully rolled to his side, letting Mia snuggle in the covers. Giving her a quick kiss on her nose, he silently got up trying to get to the wretched thing before it would wake up Mia.

He recognized the number, that being of his own garage. Answering the call he spoke rather gruffly. "Yeah, it's Chris, what do you want?"

"Sorry to disturb you, boss, but we were wondering if you were coming in today. We have one or two meetings needing your attention," came the hesitant reply.

Chris recognized the voice of Thomas, the general manager at the garage. He also picked up the slight hesitation.

"Don't tell me you lot aren't able to handle things for just one day?" Chris stated firmly.

"Normally we can, but there is also a woman here who's getting pretty insistent she only wants to be 'serviced' by you, boss," Thomas replied.

Chris groaned out loud. Checking the time he realized they overslept badly. Him being his own boss, that wasn't a big issue, but he didn't know whether Mia had to go to work or not. Then Thomas calling, he just wanted to crawl back into bed, next to Mia.

"You can tell the lady I won't be in today. If she still keeps it up you can tell her to take her business elsewhere. I will try to stop by this afternoon to check on things and clear my agenda. The coming weeks I have a few other things on my mind." Chris' mood got a bit lighter after saying that, giving a quick glance towards his bedroom, he knew just how he'd keep himself occupied.

"Your turning down a lady? Damn, boss, are you sick?" Thomas laughed at his own remarks.

"I'm not sick. When the time is right I'll explain. For now all you need to know is that if any of those ladies come by, you can forward them to someone else. I won't be helping them anymore," he firmly replied.

"Anything you need to tell us, boss?" Thomas tried again.

"In due time, Thomas, in due time. Now get back to work, I'll be in later this afternoon. Remember I'm not coming in when it comes to the ladies, if more should stop by."

"Understood, boss."

"Talk to you later, Thomas, I got to go now."

"Ok, see you later, boss."

Chris let out a heavy sigh as he cut off the call. His past behavior was already creeping up on him. Those days were over now. He knew he shouldn't have let Thomas handle it, but today he didn't want to leave Mia. Correction, not just today, more like ever. He shook his head. Three days and both their worlds had been turned upside down. He went from a Casanova with a different girl on his arm every week to a father-to-be overnight. Oddly enough it didn't scare the shit out of him one bit, just the opposite, he finally felt like everything was falling into place.

He hoped Mia would be understanding about his previous "lifestyle", but he knew she was aware what their mating meant. Nobody else but her would arouse him now, just thinking about her was enough to get him started.

Remembering he was skipping work, he browsed his menu and dialed Mia's work. He wanted to be sure that she wouldn't get into any trouble.

"Ontario Vintage Cars, this is Suzie talking, how can I help you?" a soft voice answered.

"Hi, I'm Chris Whelan, I'm calling on behalf of Mia. I didn't know whether she was due for work or not. Just calling in she'll be needing a sick day, don't know how she'll be tomorrow," Chris replied. He was aware he didn't tell the whole truth, but it was better than nothing.

"That's ok, her mom already called her in sick as well, said she’d be out for the rest of the week. I hope she isn't too sick?" Suzie asked with concern.

Silently Chris thanked Mia's mom, he owed her one, big time.

"She's sleeping at the moment," at least that wasn't a lie. "Anyways, I'll leave you to it then. I'll tell Mia to call in once she's feeling better, to see if she needs to sort anything out."

"That's no problem, I hope she gets well soon, tell her we'll miss her and that she has to take care of herself."

"I'll see to that myself," Chris replied, "Goodbye, Suzie."

"Goodbye, Mister Whelan."

He grinned, tossed his cellphone back on the table and went back to his bedroom. They had the rest of the week to themselves thanks to Mia's mom. Only he had to drop in at work to sort a few minor things. Rest of the week he could spend with Mia.

Standing in the doorway, he saw Mia was still sound asleep. Carefully he got back into bed and curled up behind her, his arms around her as he pulled her against him. He smiled as he heard her sigh contently. Yup, he definitely could get used to this. Being wide awake, he enjoyed having her in his arms, listening to her breathing, her scent washing over him.

His mind went back to everything that was discussed yesterday. Chris knew he had to talk to her, hope she'd understand that it would be better to tell Nick right away. He'd understand if she didn't, he couldn't really blame her. At least he had her promise he could tell Nick after the full moon.

Now he was going to enjoy holding her until she woke and then they would have to talk about it all.