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Another night of lying in bed, unsatisfied with what had happened.
Chris stared up at the ceiling. Wally snored peacefully beside her. Between her legs was the residue of their "love-making". During the first few years of their dating life and their marriage, Chris loved the feeling of her husband's cum dripping out of her. Wally was so focused on her that he would make sure that she came first whenever they had sex. Now, he barely showed any care towards her. He focused only on himself and, when the deed was done, rolled over to get a good night's sleep for work the next day.
By now, he would certainly be in the deepest throes of sleep.
Chris tossed the covers off with a sigh. She carefully moved to the edge of the bed to step down. Even as she moved about the room to grab her robe, Wally remained asleep. Chris took one last look at the man who was her husband. Nowadays, she could hardly believe she married such a man. He was so convincing when they were younger and now Chris could barely stand him. If it wasn't for Hugh, she would have left him a long time ago.
This wasn't something Chris wanted to dwell on at the moment. She slipped her shoes on and escaped downstairs.
The house was quiet with the exception of the clock hanging in their kitchen. Chris walked to the sink and grabbed a clean rag. She turned the water to warm, soaking it thoroughly before wringing it out. Bringing it between her legs, she did her best to clean the spunk dripping from her core and down her legs. Without a proper bath, it was difficult to feel completely clean but this would do the job for now. Once she was as clean as she could be, Chris tossed the rag into the sink. She wrapped her arms around herself tightly and walked to the door.
The cool darkness of Forget Me Not Valley greeted her. Everything was so peaceful. An outsider would never think that not everyone was happy here.
These thoughts would only grow worse if she allowed them to linger. What Chris needed was an escape from her everyday life.
Only one place came to mind for such a thing: Cody's.
It was late but out of everyone in the valley, he would still be awake. He had a habit of working on his projects late into the night.
Chris quickly walked down the hill, looking over her shoulder as though her husband was watching her from the window. He wouldn't, though. Wally wouldn't wake until the morning. When she was close to Cody's home, she could hear the beat of his music. It did a relatively decent job at covering up the sounds of his metalwork. He was far enough away from everyone else that the sounds never seemed to bother them. But Chris found comfort in the noises.
At his door, Chris knocked exactly five times. It was their own secret code to announce that she had arrived.
The music inside stopped. It took another few moments before the door opened.
Cody stood in the doorway. He leaned his arm against the top part of the door frame, looking over her shoulder. Just like Chris, he always checked to make sure that no one had followed her. No one ever did, though.
Wally would never bother to wake up and follow to see where she disappeared to.
"You're earlier than usual," Cody commented.
"He...fell asleep earlier than usual..."
Cody scoffed. "Of course he did. ...I still don't quite understand why you're still with him."
Chris didn't answer such a question. They both knew why she was still with Wally after all this time. The last thing she wanted for her son was to grow up without both his parents in his life—like she did when she was younger.
Stepping closer, she placed a hand on Cody's chest. "Can I...come in?"
Cody's rough exterior melted away, his gaze softening. He stepped away to allow Chris entry into his home. She did so, brushing her fingers over his arm. It didn't go unnoticed how Cody flexed his muscles under her touch.
It had been some time since Chris had last been in his trailer. Each time she left, she always promised herself that it would be the last time.
But she was never good at keeping that promise.
Not when she was so unhappy and unsatisfied in her marriage.
Chris sat down on the couch with a sigh. At first glance, anyone would think that it was uncomfortable since it served as his bed. However, she spent plenty of time on it to know that it was just as comfortable as her queen-sized bed at home. She ran her hand over the soft comforter draped over the back. There were fond memories of being pressed against Cody during post-orgasmic bliss beneath it.
"Would you like some tea?" Cody asked. He stood in his small kitchen, holding up his battered tea kettle. "It was chilly outside. You need to warm up."
They had done this song and dance so many times. They rarely jumped right into the acts of infidelity of her marriage. Chris would arrive at his home, Cody would offer her a drink or to cook her something, then they would talk for a while before getting into it. She would usually talk about the most recent thing that frustrated her about her marriage, and then Cody would fuck those frustrations right out of her. They had only ever jumped right into the act of sex when they first started this relationship.
That first night happened about five years ago because of one drunken incident at the bar.
Wally had taken Hugh into the city for some sports competition she held no interest in. They had gotten into an argument over something that Chris couldn't remember now. That night was spent tossing back drink after drink all while venting to Muffy about it. She couldn't remember if Muffy had said anything to cheer her up. What she did remember was Cody helping her home and Chris venting to him about her terrible marriage. Talking to Muffy wasn't enough and she needed to vent even more about it.
The next thing she knew, they were kissing and then fucking each other on her couch until late into the morning. Chris told him that they couldn't do this again when they woke up. Cody agreed and left without another word. And yet, they met up every so often, continuing as if they never agreed on stopping in the first place.
Tonight was one of those "fuck immediately" moments. Chris didn't need to be eased into this.
"There are...other ways to warm up," Chris reminded.
Cody bit down on his lip. "We...don't have to rush into things," Cody reminded. He was stepping closer to her, completely forgetting about the tea kettle. "We can take our time and talk. You can talk about anything you want."
If she wasn't so pent up, Chris would have accepted defeat. She would have spoken to Cody as if they had no intention of fucking afterwards.
But she needed this. If she didn't get it soon, she feared she would take absolute control when they did fuck.
Getting down onto her knees, Chris crawled closer to him. She bit down on her lip when she heard a rumbling groan from deep in his chest. That sound was music to her ears. She could hardly wait to have him on top of her, feeling his body weight against her. Chris was already yearning for the chance to drag her nails along his muscled back. Wally was in good shape but Cody? He was on a completely different level.
And Chris certainly preferred one over the other.
She sat on her haunches and reached for his shorts, tucking her fingers under the hem. Cody's hand moved along her arm, soothing her even through her robe. It only took mere seconds for Chris to undo the button keeping her from her desires. Just as he took hold of the zipper to tug it down, he stopped her.
"Last chance," Cody warned. His voice was raspy even though they hadn't started yet. "Once we start, I won't stop."
A tiny gasp left Chris.
Yes.
That was exactly what she wanted.
Chris continued to tug at his shorts until they pooled at his ankles. Cody moved his hand to the back of her head, firm but gentle. She ran her hands up his firm thighs until she took hold of the hem of his boxers. They were lowered just enough to free his cock, allowing it to bob in the air, waiting for her mouth. Cody stroked himself in short pumps. It was embarrassing to admit even to herself that Chris was starting to drool. She was never a fan of sucking Wally's dick. He always wanted to rush things so that they could fuck instead.
Cody was different, though. He allowed Chris to take her time and enjoy the process. She could tell he enjoyed this service from how often he would ask her to slow down.
Chris leaned forward and kissed the leaking tip. Above her, Cody groaned, squeezing the base of his cock. She looked up at him as she wrapped her lips around him. Precum coated her tongue as she ran it over the tip. Chris took more of him in her mouth, moaning at how heavy he felt on her tongue. His other hand remained on the back of her head but he never forced her to take more. The pace was of her own choosing—he would never force her to do more than what she was willing to take.
She took his cock in further until the tip hit the back of her throat. Chris wrapped her fingers around what she couldn't fit, stroking him. Cody ran his fingers through her hair.
"You always take me so well," Cody praised. He groaned when Chris sucked his cock. "Really well."
His praise was everything that she could want. It was leagues above anything that Wally could have ever given her. In fact, he had never given Chris anything like that outside of sex, either. No praise, no thanks—nothing.
Chris closed her eyes as she worked up and down Cody's cock. She swirled her tongue around the head, pressing into the slit to gather precum. It coated her tongue in a salty taste that she found herself yearning for whenever she sucked her husband's cock.
With a gentle tug of her hair, Cody pulled her off. Chris took in a deep breath when his cock slipped from her mouth. A thin string of spit connected them together, breaking apart when she licked her lips. She looked up at him, trying to lean forward to take his cock into her mouth again. Cody's free hand moved to cup her chin, his thumb moving over her spit slick bottom lip. Chris had to resist the urge to take his digit into her mouth.
"Do you want more of me? Or would you rather I take care of you instead?" Cody asked.
She wished that there was more time for her to suck on Cody's cock for the rest of the night. Chris squeezed her thighs together as she thought of the moments she spent with him while he was sketching out a new piece. During those nights, she would sit between his legs with his cock warming in her mouth. Remembering it only made her grow wetter and she almost gave in to her desires. But her husband would eventually wake and see she wasn't in bed. That would raise questions that Chris had no intention of answering. She suspected he wouldn't care enough to escalate it into a fight.
Chris wondered if he cared about her at all.
She kissed along the length of Cody's cock. "Can you take care of me tonight? I can make it up to you—"
Cody clicked his tongue. "You don't have to make anything up to me, Chris—ever."
Chris wanted to thank him. She also wanted to remind him that she did have to return the favor. After all Cody had done for her, she felt that she would never be able to thank him properly.
However, Cody scooped her flawlessly into his arms, stepped out of his shorts, and placed her back onto the couch. Chris spread her legs as he got down on his knees before her. His hands ran up her thighs, parting her robe open as he went. He squeezed the chubby part of her body where thigh met groin and she shuddered. Chris' shaking only increased when he pressed his thumbs against the wet line of her cunt, spreading her pussy open for him.
It had been so long since a man had been able to make her wet so quickly. Her husband used to do so flawlessly before their marriage crumbled. Now, Chris had to work herself up if she wanted to avoid experiencing minor discomfort when they had sex.
But Cody always made sure that she was wet enough for him. There was never a moment where he didn't prep Chris for his cock.
Cody looked up at her, moving closer to her cunt. His tongue touched her sensitive flesh and she whimpered loudly. Maintaining eye contact, he swirled the tip of his tongue around her clit before moving down to her hole. It embarrassed Chris when she clenched around nothing before Cody even pushed his tongue inside. When he did, it was slow, curling his tongue into the spot she only managed to touch once. He closed his eyes, groaning against her center and pressed his tongue as deep as it would go.
Chris ran her fingers through his locks. She rolled her hips slowly against his face as Cody ate her out with care. He gripped her hips tightly to keep her in place, a silent demand for her to be good for him. It was hard to keep still when she wanted nothing more than to press herself as close to him as she could. But Cody was always good to her. He would make sure that Chris experienced nothing but leg-shaking pleasure.
Her soft moans quickly filled the small space, bouncing off the metal walls of the trailer. Cody was devouring her like a starving man. He licked up her folds to roll his tongue around her clit before moving back down to her leaking hole. There wasn't a chance for any of her wetness to drip onto the couch. He made sure to lap it up before it could. At one point, Cody started to roll her hips forward, pressing her cunt into his face so he could continue to eat her out with gusto.
The longer he worked her sensitive flesh, the closer she found herself rushing to an orgasm. Chris knew she wouldn't be able to last for long. Her body was shaking violently in his hands and there was no way for her to stop what was going to come next.
When her orgasm came, it hit her like a truck. Chris tossed her head back as she loudly cried out. She didn't care if she could be heard across the valley or if someone stumbled upon them like this. Some dark part of Chris wanted someone to hear how good Cody made her feel. Wally clearly didn't care enough to make her feel like this anymore. If he did, he wouldn't have lost her. But this wasn't the time or the place for Chris to be thinking of such things.
Her focus should only be on Cody and how he continued to eat her out through her orgasm. It didn't take long before she became overstimulated, begging for him to stop. He did so but not before placing a soft kiss to the hood of her clit. Even that had Chris whimpering loudly.
"I will..." Chris licked her lips. She was struggling to catch her breath after such an intense orgasm. "I will never understand how you're still single..."
"The same could be said about you and Wally," Cody countered. He slowly stood until Chris' legs dropped to his hips. Pressing forward, his cock rubbed against the wetness of her pussy, parting her folds to drench his cock.
Chris shot a hand towards him. She gripped him by his bicep, her manicured nails digging into the hard muscle. "H-how do you want me...?"
For a moment, Cody hesitated.
He sucked in a breath as he stared down at Chris.
She would do anything for him—but the one thing she knew Cody wanted, she couldn't give him. Chris needed to take his mind off it. Thinking about it would only lead to hopeful thinking and then their night would be ruined. It was too nice of a night for that to happen. If he didn't want to continue, Chris would respect that. She would leave with the aching need for Cody between her legs while also feeling her heart break into pieces.
But Cody didn't bring it up.
He carefully set Chris' legs down. Running his hands up her sides, he undid the knot of her robe. "Turn around."
Chris did so quickly, shucking her robe off to be discarded on the couch. Her cunt ached for what was about to come. Even though they had fucked many times before, this position always felt so impersonal. She still enjoyed it but it meant that she would miss out on other moments. Moments where Cody would cup her face in his rough hands and kiss along her temple when they fucked. Chris felt special that she got to experience just how romantic he could be.
If he ever found someone he loved, it would break her heart but she would let him go. Cody deserved to be loved by someone who could give it to him more than she could.
A small moan spilled from Chris' lips as she felt his cock between her thighs. He rubbed himself against her cunt, the tip catching on her clit. Like this, she could feel how soaked she was. Her pussy was dripping over Cody's dick, practically begging him to finally enter her. She needed that sexual gratification; Chris craved it and it felt like Cody was the only one who could give it to her now. If she didn't get it soon, she would fall into a fit of hysteria.
Finally, Cody stopped teasing her. He pushed the head of his cock into her tight cunt.
Chris bit down on her lip. It was always a stretch whenever he fucked her. There was only so much prep and lube could do to stop the burning sensation from happening. Oh, but Chris didn't care. She enjoyed the feeling each time.
When he was halfway inside, Chris whimpered for him to slow down. Cody listened, pressing his forehead to her shoulder. She could hear how heavily he breathed. She wondered how hard it must be for him to hold back like this. She also wondered what Cody would do to her if she allowed him to let loose and fuck her like he wanted to. Would he mark Chris up? Show some sort of sign to Wally that she was his instead?
Chris' pussy clenched at the idea and Cody groaned.
"Y-you can move now..." she whispered.
"Are you sure?" Cody asked. His voice sounded rough, a show of just how much he was holding back.
She would beg him to slam his cock deep inside her if she didn't know how much it would hurt. "Yes. Please, Cody—I-I need this..."
Cody groaned again, rolling his hips forward to push more of his cock into her. The stretch returned but it was back to feeling as good as before. Her legs shook violently. Chris would need to kneel on the couch soon if this kept up. They had just started and she was overwhelmed in the best way possible. She wouldn't be able to hold herself up like this for the entirety of their time together.
His hips met her ass and Chris moaned lewdly. All of him was stuffed inside her. Cody's dick pressed into places that not even Wally's was able to reach. She loved this feeling so much. Bringing a hand down to her lower stomach, she could feel the shape of his cock deep inside her. Fuck, this was the best feeling ever. Chris wished she had met Cody sooner so that they could have been together instead.
Maybe her life would have been much different and better than what she had now.
"You take all of me so well," Cody muttered. His forehead was still pressed to Chris' shoulder. He slowly pulled out of her and she whimpered, wishing he wouldn't leave her pussy just yet. "You're the only woman who's ever been able to do this..."
A flare of pride blossomed in Chris' chest. She imagined all the other girls Cody had been with and how they struggled to take his cock. But here she was, a mother with a child, taking his cock so easily into her pussy. How could she not be proud of such a feat? Chris moaned when he pushed back inside. He stuffed her full and her legs shook more. She wouldn't be able to stand up for much longer.
"C-Cody...!" Chris pleaded. It was hard for her to get the words out.
But Cody seemed to read her mind. He pressed her forward until her knees dropped onto the couch. She folded her arms as she leaned forward so that her back was arched. Cody pulled away and Chris missed the feeling of his breath against her back. His hands roamed up her sides, moving to the front to cup her breasts.
"Beautiful..." Cody muttered. "It's like I carved you myself out of the finest marble in the world."
Chris shuddered when he kissed the back of her neck. "C-Cody..."
She knew that Cody was aware of what she wanted. If Chris didn't get it soon, she feared she might demand him to lay down so that she could ride him. He would accept it, too. Cody would let her ride him until she couldn't take it anymore. And then he would fuck Chris until she nearly passed out from pleasure. Chris felt her cunt clench at the thought. It would be nice if they had time for that. She would count the days until she would be able to have such a long and pleasurable evening with Cody.
For now, these quickies would have to be enough to satisfy her.
Cody pulled out of her slowly. She felt each inch tortuously pulling at her walls. Her pussy made slick sounds like she was trying to pull him back in. When it felt like only his tip remained, he pushed back in just as slow. Chris cursed beneath her breath, biting her lip hard. Cody's hips pressed against hers again and she feared she would lose her mind if he didn't move faster. She understood why he was taking his time but they had done this countless times before.
She didn't need a warm up for this activity—especially not when she had sex just a short while ago.
Reaching behind her, Chris dug her nails into Cody's hip. He hissed out in pain but didn't pull away. Instead, he leaned forward and pressed a kiss to her shoulder.
"Tell me what you want," Cody said.
She turned her head to move her lips over his chiseled cheekbone. "Move faster—please. Make me forget that I have a husband."
Cody groaned at this plea. Chris wondered if she shouldn't have mentioned Wally. There were moments where he would have pulled out and gotten her off with his fingers instead. While she always got the end result she wanted, she was deprived of feeling his cock inside her. She hoped that tonight wouldn't be the case.
Chris needed him so much.
Her prayers were answered when Cody pulled out of her slowly until only the tip remained in her quivering cunt. Chris sobbed in gratitude to the Goddess above as she was fucked into hard. He placed a hand on the back of her head, pushing her cheek down onto the couch. His cock pummeled her cunt, sending wave after wave of pleasure coursing through her body.
This was what she wanted.
No—this was what she needed.
Cody fucked into her faster and faster. He didn't slow down, making sure each thrust was harder than the last. The tip of his cock bruised her cervix, mixing pain with the overwhelming pleasure she had craved so much for. Chris knew that she was crying out and her moans were growing louder by the minute. She tried to muffle them by biting down on the blanket there. This lasted for only a few moments before Cody buried his fingers into her hair.
He pulled her backwards until the blanket dropped from her mouth. Quickly, Cody kissed her, muffling her moans with his tongue. Chris raised her hand and dug her nails into his scalp. He broke the kiss with a pained groan. Cody leaned forward to nip at her lips before kissing her again.
Something about this seemed more desperate than usual. There was a charge in the air that Chris couldn't quite place her finger on.
Maybe it was because they were both pent-up in their own way—Chris who needed sexual release after her husband failed her; Cody because in his hands was something that he wanted but couldn't have.
Between them, they had created such a beautiful and chaotic mess of emotions and passion.
"You're beautiful," Cody complimented.
Chris sucked in a breath. He was the only one who ever said that to her anymore. Wally certainly didn't. She would have started to doubt her own appearance if it wasn't for Cody. He was her anchor; he was the lighthouse at sea when she needed it most.
She moved his hand from her hip to her clit. "I'm close," Chris whispered. "Please—please..."
Cody groaned as he pressed his face into her neck. He fucked into her faster, his fingers moving her clit in small and tight circles. His fingers would catch the wetness running along her folds and cock, making the movements along her clit slick and easy. Tiny shocks of pleasure zipped up her spine. Chris tossed her head back until it rested on Cody's shoulder.
He placed open mouthed kisses along her neck. He sucked hard on a particular spot and Chris whimpered. That would surely leave a mark—one that Wally would notice without a doubt. She didn't care, though.
Let him see and think about all the things she was doing while he was asleep or out of town.
Thinking about Wally questioning her whereabouts and learning of her infidelity had Chris coming hard. She loudly cried out, feeling her walls pulse around Cody's cock. Even without looking, she knew that she was gushing. Every time they fucked, he always surprised her with new things that she didn't know her body could still do.
Cody groaned loudly, his hot breath causing goosebumps to appear. "You're so good for me. You take it so well." He pressed himself deep inside her gushing pussy. The tip of his cock pressed against her cervix as if he was trying to get even deeper. "I'm going to fill you up—stuff you full until you're leaking with my cum."
Chris sobbed through a moan. She was overstimulated; she feared she was losing her mind and what little sanity she had left. It felt like she would give in and leave Wally for him. Her heart raced at the idea of them leaving Forget Me Not Valley, moving to a completely unknown city, and starting a new life together. Or perhaps they would find a small town to start over in.
Carding her fingers through his hair, Chris tugged him closer for a kiss. Cody kissed her hard, fucking into her at the same fast pace from before. His movements were jerky and without rhythm. This would all come to an end soon. The bubble of her nice moment would pop the moment she stepped out of the trailer.
But Chris didn't want this to end, not yet.
That was another thing out of her control, though.
Cody moaned into her mouth as his hips pressed hard against her ass. His cock twitched in her cunt, filling her deeply with cum. Chris shuddered from the sensation. When her husband came inside her, she always felt like a used fuck toy. To him, she was nothing more than something to be used for his pleasure. But with Cody, she felt something completely different. She genuinely felt cared for and adored. Because of this, Chris would let him come inside her again and again just so that she could always experience that feeling.
Slowly and with his arm wrapped firmly around her waist, Cody moved them around. He adjusted their positions until he sat on the couch with Chris in his lap. She whimpered when his cock pressed deeper into her pussy, digging her nails into his arm. He apologized by kissing the back of her neck and shoulders. Embraced like this, she could feel her skin start to cool and become sticky with sweat.
Chris didn't mind it so much, though. It had been some time since they had allowed themselves this kind of intimacy. She wished that they could do this more often.
For now, they would need to enjoy the time that they did have together.
She sighed. "I should go..." Chris muttered.
"Stay," Cody pleaded, tightening his grip around her. "Stay until just before sunrise."
Chris wished she could. Goddess, she wished she could stay all day with him. But Wally could wake up early and he wouldn't see her in bed. Even Hugh might wake up to see that his mother wasn't home. While Chris didn't care about her husband's questions about her whereabouts, she wouldn't hurt her son. She wouldn't dare hurt him by not being around when he needed her most.
"I can't..." Chris answered. "You know I can't..."
Cody sighed deeply. Still, he pressed one last lingering kiss to her shoulder. "Okay. At least let me clean you up before you go."
Slowly, he lifted her off his cock. A rush of cum left her pussy and Chris whimpered. She was gently placed on the couch while Cody left her side. She tried to better angle her hips to keep cum from leaking onto the fabric. Even though she won't be staying for long, she didn't want to make more of a mess for him to clean up. Cody still had to sleep here after she was gone.
"You don't have to do all that," Cody assured. There was a warmness to his voice that could be heard clearly from across the trailer.
"I'm not going to let you sleep on your own cum..." Chris muttered.
"I'd eat it out of you if you would let me."
"C-Cody...!"
He chuckled.
Returning back to her side, he sat on the edge of the couch. Chris spread her legs for him, biting down on her lip. She couldn't explain why she felt shy all of a sudden. Cody had spent plenty of moments between her legs either eating her out or fingering her. But she sometimes felt self-conscious about her appearance. Things weren't the same down there as they were before she gave birth. But Cody carefully cleaned between her legs, cleaning any cum that spilled from her pussy.
His touch was tender and sweet. It didn't matter how many times Chris had turned down his offer to run away with him, he always treated her with kindness. He never allowed himself to be malicious towards her. Whoever he decided to be with would surely be a happy person. She wished it would be her but that was only hopeful thinking. In another life, in another timeline, they were together and happy.
Chris would allow herself to soak up the feeling she got with him right now.
"There we go," Cody declared. He stroked her thigh, his rough hands gentle against her skin. "You're all clean."
She pushed herself up onto her elbows. "Thank you."
"Always." Cody leaned forward, pressing his forehead against hers. "Do you want me to walk you home?"
Chris would have loved for him to do that. It would be like the night they first started this pact between them. But there was a chance a neighbor might see them. She didn't want to risk Cody's reputation being hurt within the valley.
"Thank you, but I'll go on my own," Chris answered. "...I wouldn't object if you were to watch me walk home, though."
"It's not the most romantic setting, but I'll take it."
Cody took her hand and helped her to stand. He helped Chris back into her robe, tying it at the front for her. Each touch was nothing more than a gentle caress as though she was something fragile he needed to protect. She folded her arms over her chest, walking to the door. Behind her, Chris could hear him pulling on his shorts again. He followed her like a shadow and she felt the warmth of his body through her robe. A part of her wanted to turn around and give in to the temptation. But Chris held strong as she walked out into the cool air.
She turned to face Cody. They mimicked the same positions they had when she first arrived tonight. Only this time, she wouldn't be going back inside.
"Thank you...for everything," Chris thanked. "As always, I had a wonderful time with you."
"I enjoyed myself, too." Cody reached out, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear. "...Let me know if you need me for anything."
She smiled. "Anything?"
"Anything." Cody cupped her cheek. "I want to see you happy."
Chris leaned into his touch. He was terribly sweet. She felt terrible for holding him back since she couldn't give him what he wanted. "You make me happy."
"I'm glad."
They could go back and forth about how happy they made each other. Chris would never make it back home in time if they did. She needed to pull away now or she never would.
Reluctantly, she took a step back. Cody moved his hand down to her shoulder and then down her arm until he held her hand. Chris squeezed his hand once before stepping further away until they had to let each other go.
Turning on her heel, she walked away. Each step she took was heavier than the last. There was a voice in the back of her head that told her to turn around; that it wasn't too late to run away with Cody. It had even tried to tell her that Hugh would be fine without her but she didn't listen to it. She continued to walk to her house, refusing to look behind her.
Her home was still dark and silent. Hugh and Wally didn't wake up at all in the time she had been gone. She would need to shower before crawling into bed beside her husband. Gripping the door's handle, Chris dared to look back.
In the distance, she could see Cody standing by his trailer. She knew that he would wait until she was in her house and turned a light on. Nothing dangerous ever happened in the valley but he always wanted to make sure she got home safely.
For a moment, Chris considered running to him. She considered throwing everything away and taking Hugh with her. But her son deserved to live in a stable home with a nuclear family. When he was older then Chris could reconsider where she wanted to be in life. For now, she would focus on what her son needed and nothing more.
She forced herself to look away and step inside her house.
And just like that, she was a wife in a "perfect" marriage.