Darkness and Light

“You’re what?” Greg asked, astonishment coursing through him.

“I’m pregnant,” Sara answered as she averted her eyes.

Greg blinked several times as her words sunk in. He ran a hand through his hair. He swallowed the shock and took several deep breaths. This was definitely news.

“How long?”

“According to the doctor about six weeks.”

He counted backwards and a sheepish smile came to his lips. Heat flowed through him as memories of the day he returned home appeared in his mind.

“I can see you’ve came to the same conclusion,” Sara’s seductive voice brought him out of his thoughts.

He glanced at her, wanting to take her in his arms and kiss her senseless.

“You’re all right with it?” Sara asked, uncertainty in her voice.

Greg took her hand in his, giving it a squeeze.

“Of course I’m all right with it,” he told her. “I love you. Besides I’ve been thinking about our future together.”

“What do you mean?” Sara asked as fear darkened her eyes.

“I want to spend the rest of my life with you, Sara. I want to marry you.”

Sara’s eyes widened and he braced himself for whatever she planned to throw at him.

“Greg, I…”

Dr. Lewis came in then and Greg slid off the bed. He watched as the doctor checked Sara over.

“I believe you can go home,” Lewis announced. “I scheduled you to see a gynecologist in a couple weeks to check on how you’re doing.”

Sara nodded as she sat up. The doctor nodded to Greg then left the room.

“I’ll get your clothes,” Greg said as he turned to the small locker-like closet. He grabbed her clothes and handed them to her.

Sara went into the bathroom as he waited in the hall. He leaned against the wall his arms folded. He closed his eyes as he thought about his proposal.

Was it too sudden? Greg thought. Should I have waited?

Greg sighed as the door opened. He turned around as Sara joined him in the hall. She smiled at him, holding out her hand. He returned it as he took her hand in his. He squeezed it as led her toward his car.

“I’m glad you’re all right,” he said as they stepped out of the building. “When I was told you were in the hospital, I panicked.”

She squeezed his hand, “Now you know how I feel when you’re in the hospital.”

“Just don’t do that again.”

Sara laughed and kissed him, catching him off guard. He stared into her eyes, drawn into them. His pulse raced as he pulled her into his arms and kissed her.

The passion he felt was a flame as he deepened the kiss. He buried his hands in her hair as their tongues danced.

The honk of a horn startled them apart. They stared at the car in embarrassment then Greg led her to his car.

“Let’s make sure we’re near the car before we do that again,” Sara laughed as she opened the passenger side door.

“Right,” Greg said as he got in. He started the car and drove back home.


~*~

Greg unlocked the door and led Sara inside. He closed the door as she set her purse on the couch. He watched her, taking her in, wondering how fatherhood would treat him. He had a feeling, though they would be good parents.

Sara turned to him a smile in her dark eyes. She went to him, wrapping her arms around him. She took his mouth with hers, showing him how much she loved him. He couldn’t get enough of her and he didn’t want to.

She deepened the kiss as her hands went into his hair. She tilted her head back as he kissed her throat.

“Greg,” she moaned sending waves of hot desire through him. He was about to explode if he didn’t have her now.

He scooped her up in his arms, taking her mouth once again. He carried her into their bedroom, tossing her onto the bed. She laughed causing his arousal to grow. He loved her laugh as it wrapped around him.

He gazed at her, taking her in as she reclined on her hands. She smiled at him and he groaned with unleashed desire.

Greg took off his shirt dropping it on the floor. He crawled on the bed toward her. Her hands roamed over his chest as he took her mouth with his.

He pulled Sara’s shirt over her head, tossing it aside, her bra following. She looked at him, her eyes shining with emotions. Her hands moved up his chest and into his hair. She brought him down for a kiss so passionate it left them breathless.

Greg deepened the kiss, running his tongue along her lips. She opened her mouth for him and he thrust his tongue into her mouth. She met his passion, their tongues dancing.

He pushed her down onto the bed, fire licking at his body. He took a breast into his mouth as his hands worked to unbutton her jeans.

She arched into his mouth, letting him take all of her. She moaned his name, sending his arousal into new heights. He wanted her, wanted her now and always.

He swirled his tongue around her breast then moved to the other. She moaned his name sending him up in flames.

Greg rose up on his knees and removed her jeans, tossing them aside. He stared into her eyes, seeing the passion he felt reflected within them. He quickly took his jeans and underwear off, wanting to feel her body against his.

He stared at her in all her glory overcome by passion and need. He had never wanted her more than at that moment. Without warning he took her mouth with his in an aggressive, but passionate kiss. She returned it with equal fervor.

Sara buried her hands in his hair as he buried himself in her. She moaned in pleasure as he slowly pulled out then thrust deep inside her.

“Greg,” she moaned as she met his movements. She tilted her head back as he licked her throat then kissed it.

Greg thrust deep inside her as the fire between them built to an inferno. He believed the place would go up in flames from their passion.

Sara cried out his name as she bucked against him. He looked at her and her expression of ecstasy. It was enough to send him tumbling over the edge. He shuddered against her as he released deep inside her. He collapsed upon her, breathing heavily.

Sara kissed him as she stroked his hair. He rolled over, taking her with him. She rested her head on his chest, her finger tracing circles.

“Yes,” she whispered.

Greg raised an eyebrow as he glanced at her.

“Yes, what?” He asked, confused.

He felt her smiled as she answered, “I’ll marry you.”