Through it all

Unexpected

"I'm looking for Jacob Masters," a middle aged woman asked at reception,

"Erm, I'll call his office and see if he's there,"

"Go on through," Noel smiled, wondering who this mystery woman was.

She stood and watched as Jacob held a young baby girl, a beautiful woman sat on the sofa holding another baby.

She inhaled and knocked, her heart racing as he opened the door.

His eyes caught her own before falling to the pretty young girl in the wheelchair in front of him,

"Anna?" He uttered, the shock evident in his voice, "what on earth..."

Connie looked up and knew immediately what was going on,

"I should get these two home," she spoke quietly,

"Stay," he asked her, "I'd like it if you stayed,"

She nodded, "I'm Connie," she smiled at Anna, shaking her hand, aware of how Anna's eyes fell to her sparkling ring,

"We were in the area... Dads ill and I..." She shrugged, "this is Ellie... She's your daughter,"

Connie placed a hand on Jacobs back before she took Sophie from his arms and placed her down in the buggy,

"Hi sweet heart... My names Connie... We're about to go for a walk to get these two to sleep... Would you like to join us?" She nodded at Robyn, "can you push the girls," Robyn nodded,

"You sure?" Anna and Jacob asked at once and Connie nodded, "you two need to talk alone,"

"Connie, I'm Ellie," she smiled and Connie leaned down, "shall we get some fresh air sweetheart?"

The girl, who looked no older than 10, nodded, "let's go then."

"Hey," Jacob smiled, taking her hand gently,

She looked up at him, "show her the good person that I know you are... I'm here for you no matter what you two decide to do,"

He kissed her lips tenderly and she ran her fingertips across his cheek,

"Right girls, let's go,"

"She's beautiful," Anna smiled as she watched Connie and Robyn walk out of sight,

"How old is she Anna?"

"Nine," she replied, "I found out I was pregnant after we split... Once I'd moved to Spain I..." She shrugged, "in sorry I didn't tell you,"

He sighed, "why is she in the wheelchair,"

"She was run over a year ago.. She had external fixator frames on her legs and she's just about up on her feet for a few minutes at a time,"

"She's been asking about you a lot recently... I... I'm sorry, I shouldn't have come here,"

"I've had a daughter I've known nothing about for nine years Anna, let me get to know her... You owe me that much at least,"

She exhaled, "we're moving back from Spain I..."

"Why did you bring her here if you have no intention of staying Anna? I don't get it... This isn't fair."

He came home later than usual that night.

She took his coat off him, hanging it up before she started to undo his shirt,

"You've been drinking," she stated matter of factly, and he nodded, "I've had a few,"

She wanted to ask how many a few was, but decided against it and undid his trousers before pushing his shirt from his shoulders.

She took his hand and pushed him so she sat down on the sofa. She removed her tights and her knickers before pushing up her dress,

"Con," he groaned and she shook her head,

"Fuck me," she whispered into his ear, knowing the release would make him feel better.

She sunk down onto him and he gasped as he pulled her dress over her head,

"Connie," he groaned as she moved above him, her inner walls contracting purposefully, "Jesus," he groaned, his hands around her waist as he lifted her quickly up and and down against him,

He picked her up and carried her into the kitchen, placing her up against the work surface and driving himself into her,

"Harder," she uttered, biting down against his shoulder as his lips claimed hers as he kissed her over and over again.

She turned so she leaned over the kitchen table, gasping as she felt his hands at her hair, his hips thrusting himself inside of her again,

He slipped his hands between her legs and slid his fingers up and down firmly,

"Connie," he uttered as she threw her head back and he thrust into her deeply, releasing inside of her. He pulled her too him and thrust into her again, causing her to cry out his name,

"Did I hurt you?" He asked as they lay in the bath that night,

She shook her head tiredly, "no... I like it rough every now and again,"

She got out of the bath and held out her hand, "do you want to talk or sleep?"

"Neither," he admitted, "I just want to cuddle up with you for a while,"

"I think I can manage that," she smiled,

She fell asleep in his arms that night, her slow steady breathing soothed him more than he would admit. He ran his hands up and down her back and he vowed that he would look after her and their daughters forever.