Gary and Libby; Take Two

My world seemed to stop in that very moment. The effects of too much red wine choosing this very moment to consume my body. "Gary?" The voice of an angel seeps through the phone and finds its way into my mind, swirling and circling. Nothing is clear. My jaw drops open slightly. "Eerr." Shit ill give away my cover. With a shaky hand, and blurred sight, i pull the phone from my ear and end the call, relaxing my fingers and letting it clatter to the ground, hitting my knee on the way. Fuck. Fuck. "Lib?.." I spin around quickly when i hear his voice behind me. "Ye?" I swallow. How long has he been here?! Gary takes another step towards me, hes dressed in only a thin pair of light blue, cotton pyjama bottoms, his hair messy and i know its because hes dragged his fingers though it an uncountable amount of times. "Lib im sorry...about earlier..." "You always are.." I shrug, surprised my by ability to not give a fuck, but insi...

"Earth call?.." I step forward, waving the phone half jokingly in front of Garys face when he doesnt say anything. "We're you on my phone?" The lack of an answer to my original questions hits me like a blow to the stomach. "No. It was just ringing constantly so i went to put it on silent." My voice drops to a whisper at the end as i realise how much of a controlling wife i must sound. "Okay.." Gary nods slowly, holding out his right palm to receive the phone, which i willing pass, and grasping my wrist gently with his left, pulling me into his body so he can close his muscular arms around the top of my back. "You dont think theres anything going on do you?" He asks gently, as i hook my arms underneath his and back up onto his shoulders, resting the side of my head against collar bone. "No." I reply simply. And its the truth. He wouldnt do anything like that. I know he wouldnt. "Mmmh." Gary murmurs gently as ...

*A/N sorry this chapter is a little boring and really stupidly short, but its just foundations for the next big story line really... @KL_GBarlow_TT* "Ethan come on.." Gary half growls as the red faced toddler continues to, literally, run rings round him in the kitchen. "I dont wan' tooo! I dont wa't tooo!" The small child proceeds to chant, waving two small arms frantically in the air. "Ethan. You have until the count of three." Garys mouth sets into a hard as his arms fold neatly across his chest. "If youre not on your way to the bathroom by the time i get to three there is no story, okay?" Ethan gasps suddenly at the impossible ultimation presented to him, but at the same time continues to protest fiercely against bath time. "One." Garys left eyebrow raises slowly as he gazes down at our son. "Two." "Okay!" Ethan squeals desperately, and i dont hear the words that follow as he sprints as fast as his l...

"Mm-h." I sigh happly, nestling deeper into the warmth of the mattress and the crook of Garys arms as it hangs around my neck while our naked bodies lie tangled together in bed, the duvet gathered around our waists. "You okay?" Garys lips pucker against my temple and his finger tips stroke rhythmically against my ribs. "Yes.." I exhale once more, bringing my hand up to caress his knuckles, still staring up at the blank white of the ceiling. "Tired?" Gary whispers again and i can feel his warm, calming breath against the side of my face. "Mm-h, a little bit." Yawning, i stretch quietly, arching my back slightly off the bed. I hear Gary groan steadily next to me. "What?" My eyebrows meet as i roll onto my front. "Oh no.." Gary groans again in a most displeased fashion. "Dont do that...Roll back over." And a salacious grin captures his lips. "Gary!" I scold softly, but he carries on. "I c...

*A/N. ok it really is patheticallt short, buttttt i promised you a chapter so here it is ok. @KL_GBarlow_TT* "Oh i dont think so Baby.." Gary grins wickedly, taking a step closer to me, causing his hot length to press against my stomach. My gaze becomes expectant as i stare into Garys features, waiting for my next instruction. However, there isnt one. Instead, Gary closes our proximity further, is large hands grabbing hold of my hips so i dont topple backwards onto the chaise longue at the foot of the bed. "Youre so beautiful.." He groans effortlessly as his lips find my neck. "Ah." I shut my eyes, outstretching my neck to allow Gary easier access to my inflamed skin. "Mmh." He groans once more as his tongue laps over the mark hes just imprinted upon me. "Youre mine ok?" Garys hands glide seductively from my hips to my bum, flexing his fingers and gripping me tightly. "This is all mine." When i dont answer his jaw close...

"Noooo!! Sillly!!!" Ethan presses the palm of a small hands to his face. "Noo 'addyy!!" "Which one then?!" Gary grins, pointing at yet another chocolate from the box of Milk Tray. "Wred one! Wred one!" Ethan cries, wriggling forward on the big arm chair as he sits opposite us in the bay of the Costa window. The frustration in his voice becomes evident after several failed attempts at trying to get a chocolate. "What?" Gary smirks, moving his fore finger to point at yet another wrong chocolate. "You want this one?" "Gary..." I chuckle softly, placing a hand on his knee as Ethans little face begins to redden. "'Addy!!" The toddler whimpers, a single tear trickles down his chubby cheek. "Addy no." "Hey!" Gary jump up from the chair opposite Ethan immediately in his all-too-protective manner. "Hey Ethe! Im sorry!" Swinging Ethan into the air, before pulling him close ...

"Mumma!" "Lib?" "Mummaaa!" "Libby?" I drop my head into my hands as i slide down the wall and sink to the floor on the landing, Gary calling me from one side, Ethan from the other. "Muummmaaa, 'addyyyyy!" Ethan's crying become more frantic and so I force myself to my feet, pushing open the large, white door. "Hey baby boy.." I whisper, walking over to the cot and lifting out the screaming toddler. "Hey Ethe it's okay," Cradling him in my arms like I did when he was a lot smaller, I rock him gently from side to side, pulling him closer to my body and kissing his hot forehead. "Hey, Mummy's here." Gradually, the frantic sobs subside, and Ethan retreats to placing his thumb in his mouth as he nuzzles his far against my shoulder blade. "Lib?.." Gary. Shit Gary. I groan inwardly. What the fuck is going on? Glancing at the digital clock next to Ethan's cot, I note the tim...