Photo^ Olivia Shuler
Her laugh was something that I would never get tired of. Not in a hundred years, because it's the sound that I grew to love after these seven years spent hearing it. Her laugh is not the only thing that I'm in love with though.
Her smile. It seems to brighten up any room that she walks into and I can't help but feel as if time itself has frozen from every movement she makes. And when she's finally standing in front of me, after walking through a crowded room, she's still the only woman I seen.
The way she loves. If someone could love with all of their heart and soul, body and mind. It would be her. When she loves, she doesn't love halfway, she doesn't stop in the middle. When she loves, she loves with all of her being and it grows within her with every breath she takes.
Her eyes. Those deep blue orbs. Pools of blue. Crystal clear oceans that seem to drown me every time I stare into them, or when she's looking directly at me, but it feels as though she's looking right inside of me.
Her body. Not in a sexual way, because she's much more than just the sex we have. It's the way her body moves when she's walking, or the way her body is shaped perfectly in every aspect. Her body is one of those rare ones where you hardly see anymore. She's not disgustingly skinny, no. She's toned and fit. Perfect in every way.
Even at age thirty seven, she's still gorgeous to me.
"Samantha Shuler!" she laughed out and I couldn't help but smile against her stomach. I leaned my head back and watched as she stared down at me with a smile on her face. "You need to stop,"
I raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Why is that?"
She finally sat up and pulled her shirt down, "I'm ticklish and you know that,"
I smiled and sat in front of her, "I did not forget that,"
She shakes her head with a smile on her face, "Sometimes I don't know what to do with you," I smiled at her. "You are twenty five years old and you still act like a teenager,"
I chuckled, "Do we ever really grow up?" that was a serious question but she thought it was humerous.
"Sometimes we have to," she smiled down at her stomach as she was rubbing it. I watched her for a moment until she looked back up, "Becoming mothers is a huge responsibility,"
I smiled down at her stomach as she was rubbing it in small circles. The feeling I have inside of my heart has swollen ever since I found out the great news that was changing my life.
Yes, we're expecting our first child.
When I got the news, I was happy but also nervous. I didn't know what I was going to do and I thought I was going to be a terrible mother because, duh, this is my first time. But, Olivia surely made me realize that she was just as nervous as I was, and that it was going to be ok.
I sighed, "I know, and I'm nervous all the way,"
She reached over and grabbed my hands and I looked up at her. "It's going to be ok, and we're both going to be great mothers," she smiled and I couldn't help but smile.
I knew that once our baby was born, things were going to change. Although it's a scary change, I know that whatever happens, we will both get through it.
I heard the doorbell and I got off the bed. "That must be Matt," I walked out the bedroom and ran downstairs to the front door.
Once I opened it, Matt smiled at me, "Hey beautiful," he pulled me into a hug and I hugged him back. "How are you," he said once he pulled back and shut the door.
I nodded, "I'm great,"
He nodded, "That's good," he hung his coat on the rack and faced me. "How is Olivia?"
"She's good. Still has her days where she's a cranky bitch, but other than that, she's great,"
He chuckled, "That's good," we started walking to the living room and he stopped, "Oh, Steph wants all of us to get together tonight and go out,"
I nodded, "Sounds good, I'll ask Olivia,"
Stephanie was Matt's fiance. She's a really great girl, and she makes Matt happy, which makes me happy. He started dating her around the time I finally got moved into our house. He met her at a party that he was invited to, and told me that him and her hit it off and they started dating.
I was happy because I wanted him to be happy. I knew that he didn't date anyone in high school, and he was all over me about getting with Olivia, so he didn't really pay attention to any girls.
"Where is your beautiful wife?"
I chuckled, "She's upstairs. Shall I go retrieve her?" he laughed then nodded. I made my way up the stairs and into our bedroom.
I saw Olivia folding clothes and I walked up to her. "Whoa, no. I got this, baby," I grabbed the shirt she was holding and she looked at me.
"Why don't you let me do anything?" she stared at me and I chuckled.
"Because you're pregnant,"
She put her hands on her hips and it made her look so damn sexy. "I am still capable of doing things. I'm not disabled,"
"You're not suppose to be lifting anything heavy,"
She chuckled, "Oh, I didn't realize that shirts weighed a ton,"
I looked at her, "Don't get smart," I smiled as she rolled her eyes. "Matt wants to see you," I folded the shirt up and picked up another one to fold.
She didn't say anything but walked out. I got done folding the clothes and walked out of the bedroom and down the stairs to find them in the kitchen.
Matt was sitting at the table with Olivia leaning against the counter with a glass in her hand. Matt saw me and smiled, "Hey, we were just talking about you,"
I smiled at him, "When are you not talking about me?"
He shrugged, "I don't know. You're an interesting subject," I rolled my eyes and slapped him on the back of the head.
He rubbed the spot and I went to the fridge to grab me a drink. "So violent," I smiled as I looked at him. He looked over at Olivia, "You made her this way,"
Olivia chuckled, "I didn't mean to," she looked over at me and winked.
I smiled at Matt, "You know, all throughout high school, I did want to punch you multiple times but never did,"
He gave me a look of shock, "Why?"
I chuckled, "Because dude, you were embarrassing me about ninety nine percent of the time,"
He chuckled, "Oh yeah," he sighed, "I miss those days,"
I shrugged, "Yeah me too, but now we're adults,"
He groaned, "I hate being old,"
Olivia cleared her throat and we both looked at her, "Speak for yourselves. I'm almost forty,"
Matt smiled, "But you're still good looking, and I'm getting out of shape and shit," he patted his belly and I laughed.
"Stephanie doesn't take you to the gym anymore?" I asked as I took a sip of my drink.
He shook his head, "Not anymore. She gets up too early and I was like, fuck that shit,"
I chuckled and looked over at Olivia as she was sipping from her glass. Curiously, I walked over to her. "What are you drinking?"
She looked at me, "Lemonade,"
I made a face, "Yuck,"
She chuckled, "It's not yuck. Taste it," she brought it to my lips but I refused. "Baby, just take a sip. You'll love it," very cautiously, I grabbed her wrist and took a sip from the glass. After I was done, she smiled at me, "Well?"
"It's sour," I shook my head and she laughed.
"It's good," she smiled.
I shrugged, "For you," she rolled her eyes and took another sip.
I looked at Matt, "So, what time does Stephanie want us to be ready?"
Before Matt said anything, Olivia spoke, "Ready for what?" I looked over at her and realized that I forgot to tell her.
"Oh, Stephanie wants us to go out tonight with her and Matt,"
She nodded, "Where to?"
I looked over at Matt as I was waiting for an answer. "Some club, I don't know,"
I stared at him, "Uh, dude," he looked at me. "My wife is pregnant. She can't be at a club,"
He smiled, "It's not a club club. More like a dance club type thing, you know what? I don't fucking know, ask her,"
I chuckled and nodded, "Ok," I looked over at Olivia, "Are you going to dance?" I smiled.
She stared at me, "Not a chance,"
"Aw, come on!" I looked over at Matt as he was looking at her. "I would love to see that baby bump out on the dance floor,"
I laughed this time and I couldn't help but bend over and hold my stomach. I could only imagine Olivia out on the dance floor dancing while she was pregnant.
I leaned up and smiled at him, "If that happens, please get a video," Matt laughed and nodded.
"There is no way I will be dancing," Olivia stared at us and it made Matt laugh harder. "Matthew Bridges, it is not funny,"
He stopped laughing and stared at her. "Yes, ma'am,"
I started laughing at Matt and he glared at me. I shook my head and took a sip of my drink. Even after all these years, Matt still is the perfect gentlemen. Most of the time. He has his goofy days but most days, he can be the most amazing man ever.
Yes, Matthew was a man.
He's twenty five, the same age as me. He's growing facial hair and it still surprises me every time I see him because I realize that he's all grown up and he's not the same boy he was seven years ago.
Well, he still is because he still surpises me with dates for Olivia and I. He'll just surpise both of us one day with a date somewhere, and I couldn't be happier than to have him as my best friend, or even have him a part of my life.
He supports Olivia and I in any way that he can. If we're struggling with money, he'll support us until I can pay him back, or if we need anything, he's there to handle anything. He's truly the greatest.
He followed his dream and became an art major at an university and I couldn't be more proud of him. His parents are extremely proud of him and I knew they would be. He has always had an artistic bone and I knew that he would put it to good use one day.
As for me, I'm currently working at the rehab center. I'm happy there because I get to help people with their addiction and it makes me happy to see everyone recovering. I teach a class every Tuesday and Thursday, and it brightens my day when I walk into the room full of people who I'm helping.
As for Olivia, she's still teaching art at the high school. She's been there for ten years and it amazes me that she still loves teaching. I don't think she'll ever get tired of it, and no matter what she chooses to do, I'll always be there supporting her.
I look over at her as she's talking to Matt and I smile as I admire her. She's still beautiful since the day I first met her. She's always going to be beautiful to me no matter what. Even when her stomach is getting bigger, she'll still be the most gorgeous woman in my eyes.
Olivia is four months pregnant. Not much is going on down there but a small bump, but she still smiles at her stomach and rubs circles on it. She even talks to it. It's cute to me and I won't ever get tired of it.
She caught me staring and I smiled at her as I felt my face start blushing. Yes, she still has that affect on me, and no, it won't ever stop.
She smiled back and I heard Matt ask her a question. She focused back on him and I watched as she was smiling at him and the way her lips were moving made my whole body melt. Everything about her seems to captivate me in every way, even after all these years, I still adore her.
I tell her everyday that I love her. I remind her everyday that I'm here for her and I would never leave her side. I try my very best to make sure she is happy, because she deserves happiness in her life, as long as I'm providing it for her.
"Sam?"
I turned my attention away from my wife and to my best friend. "What?"
"Are you even listening?" he smiled as I surely knew that he caught me being mesmerized by Olivia.
I nodded, "I sure am,"
He chuckled, "Then what are we talking about?"
I shrugged, "I don't know? World peace?"
I heard Olivia laugh and I looked over to see her wiping her mouth as she spilled her drink on her. I chuckled as I watched her wipe her shirt off and I smiled at her.
"Ha ha, you're so funny, Sam. Why don't you stop staring at your wife?"
I looked over at Matt as he was smiling. "I can't help it," I smiled. "Have you seen her?"
He gave me a confused look, "Are you serious? She's standing right there, of course I can see her,"
I laughed at him as he smiled at me. I looked over at Olivia and decided I should go and help her. "Do you need help?" I chuckled as I seen stains on her shirt from the drink.
She smiled, "I think I got it. I'll go up and change shirts,"
I smiled at her, "Be careful next time," I watched as her eyes stared into mine and she smiled.
I leaned to her and gently kissed her lips and I felt her smile against them. I pulled back and watched as she walked out of the kitchen and I instantly turned to Matt, "Ok, so now the reason you're here,"
He nodded, "Of course. I was just waiting for her to leave,"
I chuckled, "You wanted her to come downstairs to see you,"
He smiled, "My bad. I just wanted to see her, damn,"
I rolled my eyes and looked at him, "Ok, so we have a few minutes until she comes back, so start talking,"
"Right, ok. Stephanie said that she could definitely get some decorations and maybe a DJ? She said that she could also get some of her friends to help with food, snacks, and anything else,"
I nodded, "Ok, so where are we having it at?"
He shrugged, "Here?"
I thought about it for a moment. "Yeah, that sounds like a good idea,"
"We can come set up when she's at work, and then when she gets home, we'll have everything done," he smiled at me.
I smiled back, "Sounds like a plan," I reached over to him and held my fist out and he bumped it just in time for Olivia to walk back in.
I smiled at her as she smiled back and walked to me. I watched as she stood next to me and I could feel her body heat radiating off of her. I looked at her and smiled as I admired this woman next to me.
How did I get so lucky?
How did I possibly have such great luck to have this beautiful woman enter my life out of nowhere and be the only woman that could complete me. How did she possibly make my life, when it was a living hell, to something so amazing in just a short few years of her being my teacher.
She looked at me as I was staring at her and she smiled, "What?"
I shrugged, "Nothing," she smiled and I heard Matt's voice.
"Well, Stephanie should be getting off from work, so I better get going," I watched as he stood up and he smiled at me. "Oh, be ready around seven tonight and we'll come get you," I nodded and watched as he said his goodbye then left.
I turned to Olivia, "Are you up for tonight?" I don't want her to go if she didn't feel like going. I wanted to make sure she was wanting to go before taking her.
She nodded, "Yeah, but I'm not dancing,"
I chuckled and followed her out of the kitchen, "We'll see,"
*
It was a few minutes after six and Olivia was in the shower as I was putting on some jeans. I'm glad Matt invited us to come with him and Stephanie tonight because Olivia and I don't really go out very often, and when we do, it's because Matt arranges something for us. We never really have time anymore.
We have a lot of planning to do before the baby gets here, and even though it's going to be another five months, Olivia wants everything to be ready and perfect before the baby gets here.
We have another two weeks before we find out what we're having and I'm excited. Olivia wants a boy, but I would prefer a girl. I don't know what it is, but I'd rather raise a girl than a boy.
I heard the shower stop as I was pulling my shirt over my head. I walked to the mirror and looked at myself. I stared at my reflection as I scanned my face and noticed that my facial features hasn't changed much, but it seems as though I'm more pale than I was when I was a teenager. I guess I don't get enough sun because I hardly escape this house.
When Olivia has to work, I don't go anywhere unless I have to work. I may go out and grocery shop but I never go anywhere else. It's like I'm trapped here and can't escape.
I'm not complaining, because I'd rather be here with Olivia, laying in her arms, than out somewhere else with someone. It's just that I would like for us to go do more stuff than we usually do.
I heard the door to the bathroom swing open and I looked through the mirror at the most gorgeous woman ever. She was wrapped in a towel and I was completely mesmerized by her as she made her way to the dresser.
I stared at her as she dropped her towel and I felt my heart speed up as my cheeks were on fire. I couldn't take my eyes off of her and I sure as hell didn't want to.
This was my wife.
Olivia Rose Shuler.
My whole world.
My heart.
The air I fucking breathe.
My everything.
I guess even after seven years, it still surprises me that we made it this far. That we're even together, because I sure as hell didn't think that was even possible back when I was crushing on her as my teacher. I thought she just saw me as her student and never once looked twice.
Boy, was I wrong.
Never in a million years did I think that this woman, who means so much to me, would even have feelings for me. Would even tell me herself that she had feelings for me.
I never thought she would love me.
But here we are, happily married, and a child on the way. Everything is perfect and sometimes I think I'm dreaming because of how perfect it really is.
"Sam?"
I shake my thoughts away and stare at Olivia as she's smiling at me butt ass naked.
"What?" I knew that I was staring at her and she's calling me out on it. My cheeks give too much away because they're on fire.
"You're staring,"
I smiled this time, "So? I can't stare at my beautiful wife? Especially since she's naked," I winked.
She rolled her eyes, "Do what you want," she starting sliding her underwear on and I stared at her as I smiled.
"Oh, I will," and with that said, I made my way to her and gently pushed her against the dresser. She made a small noise and I chuckled as I held her face.
We stared at each other for a while until I smiled and leaned in to brush my lips gently against hers. I decided to tease her a little as let my lips linger on hers but not fully touching them.
Our bodies were so close already as I slid my leg between hers and heard a small gasp escape her lips. I smiled as I knew this was driving her crazy.
"Samantha Lynn Shuler," fuck. I never heard my name sound that good coming from anyone before.
I smiled and played it my way, "Yes, Mrs. Shuler?"
She gripped my sides and I stared into her eyes as she was staring back into mine. "Stop teasing me,"
I smiled and chuckled a little, "I don't know what you mean,"
She leaned closer to me but I leaned a little back. I knew she was getting irritated and I was loving this. I couldn't help but enjoy myself from teasing her, because it was so much fun.
"If you don't stop-"
I cut her off, "Or what?"
She took a deep breath, "I'll do something we will both regret,"
I chuckled, "And what's that?" again, my lips were barely touching hers with my leg still very much between hers.
After a few seconds, she whispered, "Make us late,"
I smiled and slowly leaned away and backed up. I smiled at her and turned around like nothing ever happened. I went to the mirror and messed with my hair as I caught a glimpse of her in the mirror. Her face said it all and I chuckled, "What?"
She stared at me, "That was uncalled for," she crossed her arms and it made her breasts perk up.
I smiled, "Sorry babe," I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled when she turned around and continued to get dressed.
Tonight is going to be fun.
*
"Shake that ass!"
I laughed as I saw Matt cheering on Stephanie as she was dancing. It was funny to me because we haven't even been here not even two hours and Matt was already drunk out of his mind.
As for Olivia and I, we're sitting at the bar watching them. I'm not drinking and she as hell isn't drinking. We're just sitting here watching Matt make an idiot of himself.
I looked over at Olivia as she was staring out into the distance, "You ok?" I yelled over the music. She turned and nodded but didn't say anything. I laid my hand on her leg, "Are you sure?" she nodded but again, didn't say anything.
I decided not to keep on, so I watched Matt for a few minutes.
It seemed as though the night was dragging on and Olivia was still acting weird. She was acting fine ever since we left, but it seems as though her mood changed when we arrived here.
"Do you want to go home?"
She looked at me for a moment then leaned in, "No, but I have a bad feeling,"
I stared at her, "About what?" this music was too loud and us shouting is hardly helping.
"I feel like someone is watching us,"
I leaned up and quickly looked around at everyone. I didn't see anyone staring at us or looking over here. Nobody was really paying attention and they were half ass drunk anyways.
I looked back at her, "I don't see anyone,"
She shrugged, "I don't know. It's just a bad feeling I guess,"
I leaned over and laid my hand back on her leg, "It's just paranoia hun, it's ok," I rubbed her leg as she nodded and looked somewhere else.
Now that she mentioned it, it did feel as though someone was watching us and I know that feeling because I had it when I was a teenager. But when I looked around, nobody was staring at us. But it was still a weird feeling.
After an hour passed, and Olivia and I talked with a couple of waters, Matt and Stephanie finally joined us at the bar.
"That was so fun! You should go out there!" he pointed to Olivia and I chuckled. She shook her head and Matt made a pout face but she wasn't breaking.
He let it go and we all sat at the bar, talking and drinking. It was fun to come out and enjoy ourselves, although we don't do it much, but at least I have Matt to keep us going.
We were walking out to the car at around midnight and Matt was stumbling everywhere and I couldn't stop myself from laughing. Stephanie drove home, which I'm thankful for. She didn't really drink which was good.
After she dropped us off, Matt was passed out in the back with me and I still thought it was hilarious as I was getting out and helping Olivia to the door. I unlocked the door and lead her inside as I was behind her.
She turned the light on and I was instantly blinded. "Shit, that light is bright," I guess I was so use to that dark ass club.
I tried to follow her the best I could without tripping over anything. I followed her up the stairs and to our room. I shut the door and leaned against it and yawned. "Damn, I'm sleepy," I didn't do anything but staying up this late has got me sleepy as hell.
"Yeah, me too," she changed out of her clothes and I walked to her.
"At least tomorrow is Sunday," I smiled as I wrapped my arms around her after she pulled her shirt off.
We stood there for a moment and I rubbed her stomach slowly. I leaned my head against her shoulder and we were caught in a swaying motion. I smiled as I kissed her shoulder.
"I love you," she rubbed my arms and I couldn't smile any bigger than I already was. I love hearing that from her and I will always love hearing that.
"I love you more," and that was the truth. I will always love this woman more than anything in the world.
We changed to our sleeping clothes, which was bra and underwear, then made our way under the covers. Our bed was the most comfortable bed ever and I wasn't complaining one bit.
We tangled our legs together as our bodies shared the same heat. Her hot breath was tickling my neck and I chuckled as my hand found its way to her hip. I rubbed small circles on it as I thoughts were invading my mind.
I didn't think about the paranoia she was having because everyone gets paranoid, and it's nothing to freak out about. She was just being like that because we haven't went out in so long, and it was probably overwhelming to her.
I felt her heart beat decrease and I knew she was drifting off to sleep. I laid there holding the woman I loved until I too was drifting off into a deep sleep.