Cravings

I had been craving a lot of things.

Pizza, pineapples, Ethan...

I don't know why but I was really craving his touch, even though I had hated the idea of touching him when I had first touched him.

I was 3 weeks along and obviously not showing yet.

Marie and Benjamin has constantly tried to push me to tell him but I couldn't bring myself to do it.

Ethan and I had started to talk again, more of the 'hi' and 'bye'

At least it's something though, right?

I had gained pains in my stomach though, every morning.

I hated the throwing up but felt that it was perfectly fine as long as the baby is healthy.

Marie is hoping for a girl, Benjamin is hoping for a boy.

Benjamin says and I quote 'I'll teach him to be a ladies man'

To which Marie reply's with 'and then I'd teach him how to properly teach a lady'

I don't care about the gender, I just hope the baby is happy and healthy.

But, I still miss the feel of Ethan.

I'm currently sat eating pineapple pizza on my own in the kitchen at 1am on a Sunday evening, Oliver I had left with Marie for the night.

Or should I say Monday?

I let out a groan as I take a bite and look down at my stomach, "this is what you crave?"

I hear footsteps decend down the stairs and am soon met with a shirtless Ethan.

Crap.

"I woke up and you weren't there" he states and looks over my situation.

"Sorry, I was hungry"

"For more pineapple pizza?" He questions and I begin to panic slightly.

Ethan pays no attention to it and takes long strides towards me.

He traps me next to the counter and keeps a firm grip on my waist.

I glance at his eyes and down to his lip, he follows my actions and I bite my lip.

He lets out a groan and lifts one in his hands up, untrapping my lip from my teeth.

When I go to bite again my teeth are replaced by Ethan's lips on mine and I immediately kiss back, trying to grind against him.

Fucking hormones.

He picks me up by my legs and sits me down on the counter, I wrap my legs around his waist and grab his face greedily.

He kisses back with as much lust as I place in and try's to move it further as he trails his hand at the bottom of my shirt.

I let out a moan but he pulls away from me slightly and looks down at me.

I whine at the loss of contact but force myself to look at him anyway.

"If we continue, I won't be able to stop" he says darkly and I smile slightly against his lips.

Instead of an answer I grab his face and drag him closer to me.

Our lips lock and it's soon a battle of domination.

He wins as I give into the temptation easily.

I wrap my legs around him tighter as he picks me up unexpectedly.

"Bed" he mutters against my lips and I hum against his lips before he takes us upstairs.

Leaving my pineapple pizza behind on the counter alongside my dignity.

He claims me as his and I realise that I need him more than I care to admit, the baby needs him too and I think that he needs us.