Page 16 of One More Chance
“I haven’t said anything,” Tony turned on the console and handed his girlfriend a controller and headset. “It’s not my problem you can’t stomp with the big boys.”
Krista put on her headset. “I got your big boy right here.”
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The smell of bacon woke Krista from her slumber.
After playing games all night with plenty of making out sessions in between, Krista and Tony retreated to his bedroom late in the wee hours of morning. While they didn’t have sex, they made out like teenagers behind the bleachers after school.
They wanted to go further; Krista could remember how hard Tony’s cock became as he laid between her thighs – but restrained themselves. In reality, it was Tony holding back. Krista wanted to solidify the relationship but Tony didn’t.
Or couldn’t.
Something held him back. Krista knew they had a ways to go fixing their relationship but it was something more than just reconciliation. She knew something deeper was troubling Tony. She felt it in every kiss, caress, and soft moan that escaped his lips.
They knew just about everything about each other. What else more was there?
She grabbed one of his dress shirts and put it on before she fixed herself up. She started to make her way downstairs when she heard Tony speaking to someone.
“Did she give you any problems?” He asked.
“No, not at all! She’s a joy always.” The younger girl mentioned. “Thank you so much, Tony! This will really help out my family.”
“Not a problem! I’ll let you know if I need you again soon.” He heard his bedroom door open and saw Krista making her way downstairs. “Probably sooner than you think.”
The girl smiled at Krista. “New girlfriend?” She whispered.
“You can say that,” Tony smiled before the girl left. He finally turned to Krista. “Did you sleep well?”
“I did but I can use some coffee,” she grinned. She watched Tony bounce an infant girl in his arms as he spoke Italian to her. Tony was always so attentive to his nieces and nephews, Krista knew he would’ve been a great father one day. Her heart pained with the realization. With her history, the chances of Krista becoming pregnant were always slim without medical intervention and she wasn’t sure if becoming a mother with drugs, injections, and tests were worth it.
But seeing Tony with the baby, Krista began to have second doubts. “And who’s this cutie?” Krista asked.
“Kris, this is Siena,” Tony softly bounced the infant in his arms, “my baby daughter.”