Just call me Jazz

Key to my heart.

“Alix,” I whispered to her while my lips brushed her soft tummy.

“Jasper,” she replied and I looked up to see her smirking at me.

“I love you. I know I’ve loved before and my past is hell, but I know I love you and with you my life is bright. I am happy for once. I’m trusted and I have pride in myself. You’re the only one that gives me that and I know I won’t ever find anyone else.” I breathed. “Marry me, my darlin’, and let me give you forever showing you just how much you mean to me.”

I was peering at her through my eyelashes and kept myself from reading her emotions. “Yes, Mr. Whitlock, I’ll marry you.” She wiggled herself down so our faces were at the same level. “A million times yes, my love.” Then her lips pressed to mine in a sweet kiss before we snuggled together.

She had fallen asleep sometime during out snuggling and I closed my eyes to pretend I was sleeping beside her. While I was pretending to sleep, my mind did something funny.

DREAM:

“Jasper,” my wife whispered, looking at me through her eyelashes and holding a tiny white stick in her hand while the other was on her stomach. “I’m pregnant.” I smiled and locked my lips with hers.

“Daddy,” a tiny voice spoke and I could see a cute little boy peering up at me. “Sissy got a booboo.” He pointed to a little girl, who was on the floor crying and looking at her pudgy finger while tears rolled down her face. Grabbing a band aid at vampire speed, I knelt next to my daughter and inspected the cut on her finger. After bandaging it, I swooped her into my arms and kissed her precious cheek. “Don’t worry, princess. Daddy will make it all better.”

Her pouty bottom lip jutted out and trembled as I rocked her and wiped away her tears. “I love you, daddy.”

END~~~~

My eyes fluttered open and my room came into focus. Alix was still curled up to me, but her eyes were open and looking at me. “I’ve been calling you for five minutes now.” She sighed and stroked my face with her soft finger tips.

“I think I might have been dreaming.” I muttered as the depression hit me that my dream would never come true. Wanting to push the feeling aside, I focused on my fiancée.

“I hope it was a good dream.” She murmured and gave me a peck.

Sam’s point of view:

I can’t believe it was all for nothing. I’ve loved Xander for years. It’s only ever been him and he doesn’t even want me. Maybe I’m not pretty enough. I looked in the mirror. My hair was pulled into a knot on top of my head, my boobs were nothing compared to other girls and it was hard to see them when my tummy got in the way. I wasn’t skinny. I had a big butt, now that I think of it. Sigh.

Turning away from the mirror, I shredded the baggie grey t-shirt and boxers and pulled my hair from the rubber band. Walking aimlessly over to my dresser, I removed my jewelry, smiling slightly at the plastic ring that sat on my dresser. Xander gave me it when I was thirteen.

A breeze made me shiver since I was only in a pink and white polka dot bra and matching undies. I turned to check my window and saw it was closed and locked tight. Hm. “Now that is a lot sexier than that tiny outfit you had hidden in my closet.” His voice was husky and made me shiver. “Samantha, you are the most beautiful girl I have ever laid eyes on. Your hair falls perfectly without you trying. Your body is perfect and I love that you aren’t skinny like everyone else. Although I wouldn’t usually just say this, I’m going to anyways. You have the most beautiful breasts I’ve ever looked at, which hasn’t been a lot since I haven’t looked at anyone else since I was thirteen. By the way, your ass is damn grab able and sometimes I just want to grab me a piece. I’m sorry for making you think that I didn’t want you. I’m so sorry for letting you walk away. Most of all, I’m sorry that I was too much of a wimp to tell you that I was nervous about things getting sexual. I wasn’t ready for that. I know I tease you and taunt you, but I never really thought about it going further or how it felt to be in your spot.” He looked ashamed as his eyes blazed with truth. His usual pale cheeks had a pink flush to them.

I shook my head to end my daze, but ended up loosening my messy hair as I did. His eyes flashed a darker color as he stared at me intently. Taking steps forward so I was pressed against the wall with him pressed to me, his eyes darkened. “Xander,” I gasped.

“You look so sexy right now. No makeup on, no fluffy hair, and no skimpy lace outfit that would fit you unflatteringly.” His hand came to rest on my bare hip and he pressed closer to me. “I love you, Sammy-bear and I wish I was ready to go that far in our relationship, but I’m not. I’m still nervous and unsure and I want to wait until I know that I can be everything you deserve.” I wrapped my arms around his waist, but he pried me off. I whimpered at him for that, but he didn’t look at me. After waiting a minute, I felt him take my hand and place something cool in it. “You’re the only girl I will give my heart to. Please, forgive me and be my baby again.” I looked at my hand and opened it to see the key pendant he bought me.

“Put it on me?” I asked with a smile and held my hair up for him. “I love you Jay Xander Swan Whitlock. I’ll keep your heart safe.”

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Let me know if you want it to get sexual or not. I'm not going to make it dirty and smutty, but I'll give you a sweet scene if you'd like. Please comment aswell. I haven't written in a long time so I don't know if I'm any good at it now.