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Hi everybody! I saw Fifty Shades of Grey this weekend at the $3 with my bestie, and THANK GOODNESS it was so cheap, because not only was it so bad that we walked out, but we demanded out money back! People were actually falling asleep! Seriously, it was TERRIBLE! You'll see that my newest Game of Thrones obsession has even crossed over to this story. Hehe. Goober was mentioned in earlier chapters, but now he's finally here!
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WARNING: LANGUAGE AND STRONG SEXUAL CONTENT!
Chapter Twenty Nine: Thankful, Part Two
GARETH
I sat there on the couch, just staring at Sam, or rather staring through him. He couldn't be serious, could he? Why on earth would I even have a conversation with him after what went down? The fact that we're even in the same room and I'm not strangling him is huge for me. Melody gently squeezed my hand, but I was irritated as all hell, I had held my tongue for long enough and it was time to unleash.
"Sam, I don't know if you're naturally aloof or if you're high 24/7, but it's time for you to wake up from the peace, love, and flowers dream you're stuck in, and I'm about to make that happen. The only way you are related to my daughter at all is by name in marriage. She only has one father, and that's me. It's not enough that you took Theresa, now you're trying to put the moves on Melody? You broke up a family, asswipe, you're no better than bubblegum on the bottom of my shoes."
Sam just shrugged. "Dude, I'm sorry. I told Theresa to break up with you, but we couldn't deny our attraction. Also, Autumn Montana isn't all yours, she's half Theresa's, too. Another thing, it's not my fault that your new gal pal has Dolly Parton tits." He nodded his head over at Melody, who looked down in shame, her uncomfortable shift upsetting me further because it was all thanks to Sam.
"I don't give a shit, Melody is my girlfriend and yes, one day she will be more than that, but she's mine so keep your mouth shut about her body. Theresa doesn't work her ass off like I do to provide for our daughter, but she has no problem living off my dime and making sure you do, too."
Theresa's glare intensified. "Gareth, that is such a lie and you know it! Sam was the only one paying any attention to me, he made me feel desired again, unlike you. Us moving out to So Cal was the worst thing that could have happened. It completely changed you and you started working overtime, you were never home, we hardly ever made love anymore, I was lucky if I got it at all. You stopped being the carefree, outspoken vegan hipster I fell in love with and became this meat eating, sports car driving Type A yuppie asshole."
"We all have to make sacrifices for our careers. Moving changed you, too, don't act like it hasn't. Instead of being happy for me that I was providing us with a better life, you were jealous because you couldn't make it. You're a great artist, Theresa, and I'm sorry that things haven't worked out yet, maybe they will in the future. As crazy as this sounds, maybe you cheating on me was the best thing to ever happen to us."
She raised her eyebrows at me. "What the hell are you talking about?"
I couldn't believe I was about to say this, but I was impressed with myself for coming to this conclusion. "Let's face it, things haven't been the same between us since you got pregnant. I wouldn't take back Autumn Montana for anything in the world, but it definitely changed who you were as a person, at least towards me. I felt like you blamed me for not wanting to give her up, which is why I went above and beyond to make it work so we could be a happy family. You took me for granted and didn't want things to work, I just wish that you had approached me about wanting to break up. Even though I despise Sam," I glared over, which made him gulp. "I can see that he's the one you want. In a way, I guess I should say thank you, because if it hadn't been for you cheating on me, Melody and I never would have gone out and I never would have fallen in love with her like I did. So, I have a proposal: If you agree to be nicer to Melody, I'll be nicer to Sam, but I won't forgive or forget it. Ok?"
While my disdain for either one of them would never go away, perhaps it wasn't doing me any good to be so insolent. Even though I despise him, Sam did have a point with all of us getting along for the sake of Autumn Montana, and it would probably mean that Theresa would a better co-parent with me.
Sam nodded. "That's all I'm asking for, Gareth. I just think we should get along. The fighting is just gonna create more destruction, man. We can do without it, "
Theresa sighed heavily. "You're right." She turned to Melody, with a guilty expression on her face. "I'm sorry I was such a royal cunt to you. Pregnancy hormones, ya know? When I first saw you, I was under the impression you were some stripper whore with fake tits that was only using Gareth for his money, but you're actually pretty in an ethnic kind of way and seem trustworthy enough to be around my child. With that, I suppose I can make a better effort to be nicer to you."
Melody didn't exactly know what to say, I think she was in shock over the ethnic comment, but all she did was nod and smile politely. "Thank you, and it's alright. My older sister is four months pregnant also, so I definitely know about the hormones." She laughed, which was followed by light laughter from the rest of us, resulting in a much-needed moment of levity.
FIVE MINUTES LATER
"How are you doing, you ok?" Melody asked, rubbing my back as I closed the door behind Theresa and Sam.
I turned around, heavily sighing. "I don't know. Nothing will ever change, I still think Sam is an idiot, but I guess this is the most practical solution for everybody. I hate for this to be déjà vu, but why do you put up with my shit when you could just as easily have something normal with somebody else?"
I looked at her with such uncertainty and sadness. Melody was still a baby in some ways, she was so young, what if one day she realized that this was too much for her to handle?
She took my face in her hands, almost mirroring my look, but with a trifle of hopefulness. "Because I love you, that's why, and when you love somebody, you endure everything right along with them. Even though Sam is a first class idiot, you've got to give him credit for bringing this up with you. I'm not taking sides, but maybe this needed to happen so you can co-parent better with Theresa. No matter what happens, I'll be by your side every step of the way. You never have to doubt my feelings."
"Hopefully, it works out in the long run."
"I think it will. I'm gonna make Autumn Montana some hot chocolate and a cuppa tea for myself. Can I get you anything?"
I shook my head, a smile slowly forming on my face. "I'm good, I have you and that's all I need."
Gareth's House, 1:00 pm
TWO DAYS LATER
MELODY
"Hey, Melody. Thanks so much for getting everything for me, I would have gone myself but-"
I shook my head as I walked inside the house. "Don't worry about it, I came as soon as you texted. How is she?"
Gareth heavily sighed. "She's having a rough time not scratching, I actually had to put mittens on her, but she stopped throwing up and has been sleeping on and off. It turns out that Luke, Sam's precious little bundle of joy, was the one that gave her the chicken pox, because now he has them."
"Awww, the poor sweet girl." Autumn Montana had arrived to Gareth's on Sunday with a bit of a cold, which had evolved into chicken pox in the course of two days. Gareth had taken the day off work and was taking care of her completely on his own since everybody else was out of the house for the day and wouldn't be back until later. Naturally, my maternal instincts kicked in and I rushed over.
"I know, I wish she didn't have to go through this."
"Me too, but we're going to help her feel much better." I started pulling things out of my bag as we walked into the kitchen. "I got some oats for an oatmeal bath, calamine lotion, grape Jello mix because I know she likes purple, some Hello Kitty popsicles, and ingredients to make chicken noodle soup, but the warm Jello juice will help with her sore throat. My mom has been using it as a cure all remedy since we were little."
He looked over at me, a smile on his tired face. "You're an angel, ya know that?" Gareth walked over and embraced me. "I don't deserve you, you're too good to me."
I was about to scoff and say something when he pulled me in for a kiss. Closing my eyes, I lost sight of things for a moment, the chill from the cold air I had been in outside now melted away from the warmth of his arms and the hotness of his breath now in my mouth as our tongues crossed and uncrossed. His hands traveled downwards-
"Daddy!"
We separated, both flustered with flushed faces from the sudden rush of passion and obviously wanting more, but it would have to wait.
"Later?" He asked, running a hand through his hair, I was just as embarrassed as he was.
"Uh huh." I said with a nod, knowing exactly what I had in store for my boyfriend later on.

"Sorry, Autumn, I was opening the door for Melody." Gareth walked into her room as I followed behind him.
"The thermometer went off. Hi, Melody!" Autumn Montana smiled at me the best she could before coughing. She was under the covers with an ice bag on her head and a thermometer in her mouth. Violet was curled up next to her wearing a white and red nurse's dress and hat, standing vigil, of course.
"Hi, apple bottom, how are you holding up?"
"I'm alright."
Gareth sat down on the bed, taking the thermometer out and studying it before putting the back of his hand on her forehead and both cheeks. "Your fever broke, that's good."
Autumn Montana's little face crumbled into a devastated expression. "Daddy, this is awful! I feel so itchy everywhere, and these mittens are killing me! Can't I please just scratch one teeny spot?" She started crying, which broke our hearts.
"Awww, my little dove." Gareth bent down and wrapped Autumn Montana in a hug, giving her head a kiss. "It's going to be ok. I know it's hard not to scratch, but you can't or it will leave scars. You don't want to be scarred, do you?"
She shook her head. "No."
"I know exactly what will make you smile." He got up and turned to me as he walked out the door. "Stay here with her, I'll be right back."
"You got it." I sat down on the bed, giving Autumn Montana a hug as I reached for a tissue. "Don't cry, sweetheart. Your daddy and I are so proud of you for not scratching, you're such a brave girl." I started wiping her eyes. "You know what my mommy used to tell me whenever I cried?"
"No, what?"
"Two things. The first one was "Don't cry, shopgirl. Don't cry."." I smiled to myself, thinking back on You've Got Mail, where the quote originated. Tom Hanks had said it to Meg Ryan at the end of the film, when it's finally revealed that he's been her online pen pal the whole duration. Our family is pretty big on quoting movies and deriving nicknames from them as well. "The second thing she said to me was that my eyelashes were so long already that I didn't need to cry because tears make your lashes grow longer."
"Really, they do?"
I nodded. "Yep, and you have long eyelashes just like me. You're not trying to break a world record, are you?"
She giggled, no longer crying. "No, I'm not. You're the best, Melody!" Autumn Montana reached over and gave me a tight hug, Violet sitting on my lap to join in.
I almost wanted to cry, this was such a sweet moment with this little human, and it made me excited for having my own children in the future. All I hoped was that I would be as good of a mother as Mom and Lori, Carol and Mary, too. Luckily, I had a lot of motherly figures in my life.
"Autumn Montana, guess who's come out of hiding to see you?"
We looked over to see a Charlie McCarthy dummy dressed in a tuxedo with a blue undershirt, red flower, and brown hair underneath a top hat. Autumn Montana squealed and clapped her hands.
"Goober! It's you!"
I smiled as Gareth walked in with the dummy and sat down on the bed. He had told me about his ventriloquist days, but I had yet to see the famed puppet.
"Hiya, A.M.. I hear you have the chicken pox."
She nodded. "Yeah, and I can't scratch them."
Goober shook his head, his eyes blinking before speaking in the slightly high-pitched voice again. "That's right. It's important not to scratch. I had the chicken pox when I was your age, it was miserable but it went by quickly, and now look at me. Ta-da!" Goober's arms and legs splayed out in the splits and the top hat came off and on again. "You promise you won't scratch for me, right, cutie pie?"
"Yes, I promise."
Goober then looked over at me with his eyes blinking rapidly, his head going up and down. "Wowie! Who's your friend here?"
"That's Melody, she's Daddy's girlfriend."
I smiled triumphantly, amazed at how I didn't see Gareth's lips move once, even though I knew he was a little rusty.
Gareth smirked as he repeated Goober's actions, pivoting the dummy towards me. "Ha-cha-cha. She's a pretty girl, that's for sure. Hey, sweet cheeks, how about some sugar before I hit the road?"
"Oh, alright." With a small giggle, I leaned in and kissed Goober on the cheek, whose mouth started flying open and his head began bobbing again.
"AOUGA! That was something else. Call me later, doll face. I'll see you around, Autumn Montana. Until then, be a good girl and never lose that smile."
Gareth picked Goober up, making him dance a bit and take a bow. He smiled over at Autumn. "How are you feeling, baby girl? Are you happy now?"
"Yeah! Cuz I'm happy, happy, happy, happy!" She started giggling and hugged Violet.
"That's what I like to hear."
"Me, too. Come on, let's go downstairs. Your dad will get you and Violet all comfy cozy on the couch while I make you Jello juice and chicken noodle soup. I think PBS is running an Arthur marathon right now, too."
Autumn Montana smiled up at me. "Ok, I can't wait!"
In a way, this kind of felt like my own little family. I suppose it made sense, because if/when Gareth and I get married, Autumn Montana would be my stepdaughter. Gareth was already such a wonderful dad, which made me want children with him that much more.
11:10 pm
GARETH
"Finally done." I shut off my computer, having been working for the last three hours on the graphics video that was to be presented at the next meeting for Crest toothpaste.
"Gare, have you ever thought about doing more freelance work?" Melody asked from the bathroom. She had really been incredible today with helping me take care of Autumn Montana. I could do it myself, but she offered out of the goodness of her heart, which had always been one of her redeeming qualities.
"Yeah, but I figured I'd get stir crazy from not being at the office as much."
"You really are a Wonderboy, aren't you?" Melody said as she came out of the bathroom, once again wearing one of my button up shirts. "I mean, you do it all. You're a dedicated worker, amazing dad, you're just something else."
I shrugged as I stood up and walked over to her. "Meh, I guess, but you forgot to mention fantastic boyfriend."
"Duh, of course you are… which is why I want to take care of you tonight."
She stood on her tiptoes and kissed me deeply. We had a brief moment earlier today in the kitchen, and I could tell we were both anxious to pick up where we left off.
"What did you have in mind?"
Melody's eyes never left mine as she slowly unbuttoned the shirt, one by one, teasing me a little until fully taking it off and dropping it to the floor. Underneath, she was completely naked, freshly clean and shaven from the shower, all lathered up in her coconut and peach lotion, her long hair flowing around her waist. I could feel my mouth hanging open a bit.
"Wow…"
Running her hands up my chest, she kissed me again, the passion intensified as her breasts were pressed into me. I wrapped my arms around her, pulling us closer together as we fell back on the bed, too consumed by lust to laugh in euphoria.
Once I was in the center of the bed, our lips never separating with Melody's knees around my waist, my hands began to rove over her hot naked body. There was something so hot about her being nude and me fully dressed in my jeans, white T shirt, black and red checked flannel, it felt almost naughty. Starting with her shoulders, going down to her beautiful breasts, making Melody sigh into my mouth as I massaged them and pinched her nipples, both of us getting even more turned on, but it wasn't until my hands went to her stomach that she flinched away.
"What? What's the matter?"
Melody sat up, trying not to look at me. "They aren't gone yet… I don't want you to feel them until they are."
I felt the mood fade a little; I knew she was talking about the stretch marks on her stomach and hips. It hurt that no matter what I said to her, how truly beautiful I thought she was, that Melody still had glimmers of being self-conscious. Suddenly, an idea came to mind.
"Hold on a sec."
I got up from the bed, opening one of my desk drawers and pulling out a few magic markers. As I sat down again, I put my hand on her hip and began tracing over it.
"Gareth, what are you doing?" Melody asked, looking down as I repeated the action to the right hip before drawing on her stomach. I sat back, admiring my artwork.
"Well, I decided to do a little body art on you. The hand marks on your hips are so you remember my hands always belong there, and the flames on your stomach are because you're smoking hot."
She smiled at me, the light and joy finally returning to her eyes. "You're so incredible."
Melody kissed me again until we were fully lying on the bed. My hands slid down to her thighs, kneading the flesh of her ass until she could feel my hardened bulge. She pulled back a little, biting her lip seductively as she unbuttoned my pants, pulling the fly down.
"Oh, Gareth, please don't forget that I'm always yours. No matter what any guy says to me, especially some idiot like Sam, they don't come anywhere close to meaning as much to me as you do."
I nodded, stroking her hand. "I know, and you know I feel the same way."
"I want to do what you always do to me… you know…"
I happened to know exactly what she was talking about. Every time we talked about being intimate, I never once heard Melody refer to intercourse as I did, which was making love, and I figured now was as good of time as any to ask.
"Why can't you say it, Melody?"
Her face flushed as she looked down, avoiding all eye contact. "I don't know." I could tell she was trying not to giggle when her voice came out a mousy squeak.
"Well, maybe I shouldn't have thrown it around so loosely. Except that's the term my mom taught me and when I said it, I was actually in love with you, so I knew it would happen. It's kind of cute, actually, how you get so shy."
She finally looked into my eyes with the same look from the other day when Sam and Theresa left. "It's hard to believe that somebody with such a dysfunctional dating history could be so in love. I liked you all along and was fighting it, but you got me to knock down every single one of my walls, even though it took some time. I feel safe with you, we've felt similar pain and bonded because of it."
"We have, and it's what makes our relationship so strong. Please say it, Melody. Look into my eyes and say it."
With a sigh, she opened her mouth. "I want to make love to you, Gareth Mandel. Ajjalan anha zalat vitiherat yer hatif. "
My face broke out into the biggest smile. "Melody, if you thought I was hard earlier, I really am now, because you just gave me the biggest nerd boner." She had just spoken in Dothraki, which was a language featured in one of my favorite shows, Game of Thrones. The translation of it is "Tonight I would look upon your face.", which is what Danerys Targaryen told her husband Kahl Drogo when she finally got the courage to be sexually dominant.
Smiling, she pulled my throbbing erection through the hole in my boxers, making my eyes cross over sucking the precum before taking the whole thing in her mouth.
"Oh, yeah, make it real wet and sloppy, babe. That's my girl."
My heart beat accelerated and my whole body tingled as Melody popped my cock out of her mouth before grabbing and hovering over it. As she sank down, a tiny gasp emitted from her throat. She had gone on the pill, and the fit without a condom was considerably tighter, yet it was still something we were both getting used to. After adjusting to my entire length sheathed deeply inside, she started to move her hips in small circles, nice and slow.
"Oh, God. Melody. You feel so unbelievable." I laid back, my hands on her thighs as I let her take complete control.
MELODY
I put my hands on Gareth's chest, my gaze boring into his while I began to undulate my hips in circles on his member. This wasn't my first time being on top, but it was the first time that the other person wasn't entirely controlling my movements. It had taken a lot of guts, but this was something I had really wanted to do.
Gareth's moans and the strokes of my thighs turned me on further, and I started grinding into him, picking up the pace little by little as his hands made their way to the spot he had marked me with. He was right, his hands really did belong there. The head of his dick was hitting my G spot repeatedly as his hands caressed my breasts, my nipples hardening into tight nubs. With my increased arousal brought about my increased confidence, I began to go even faster on Gareth, making waves with my body, exactly what was done in the numerous pornos I had seen first hand on the set. I kind of liked it that I was naked and he was still clothed, it was hot and it also meant that I was completely vulnerable in my own skin, nothing to conceal.
Whenever we had sex, there was something that felt forbidden, as if we shouldn't be doing it because I was still a little girl, but I wasn't. I'm a young woman with a healthy sexual appetite that I'm expressing with my boyfriend, the man that I love and gave myself to. It had been part of the reason why I started taking birth control, and Gareth was right, it definitely felt more liberating. I just had to be on top of taking it so we wouldn't have a pregnancy scare.
"Mmm, Gareth, we should do this more often." In the midst of my soft grinds, I pulled him up by the collar of his T-shirt, wrapping my hands around the back of his head, our gazes locking.
"Melody, you're so beautiful. I love you. Do you hear me? I love you so much."
Gareth had just said the words that Aiden said when I imagined it was him on top of me instead of Shane. It was those words that let me know this love was real. Before I could reply, he pressed his lips to mine in an ardent kiss, our tongues massaging back and forth as he moved me faster.
The passion we had for one another reminded me of an English period piece, like the chemistry that Jonathan Rhys-Meyers and Natalie Dormer had as Henry VIII and Anne Boleyn in The Tudors. It was sweet yet raw and intense, like we would die without the other's touch, that one's kiss was the other's elixir to live.
"Fuck! Melody, I'm-"
Gareth pulled out and laid me down, furiously jerking himself until he came all over my stomach, breasts and neck. The hotness became sticky, staining my silky skin with his own arousal, branding me with his seed. Once he was finished, panting heavily, I smiled up at him.
"Did you enjoy yourself?"
He looked down, laughing as he leaned sideways and kissed me tenderly. "That was so hot. You're right, we should do that more often."
"I agree. It was pretty hot that you came all over me. I love watching you come."
"I'm glad you think so, I love when your dominate side comes out."
"Dually noted." I stood up, walking towards the bathroom, but not before glancing over my shoulder. "I need another shower after that sexy love explosion of yours, care to join me?"
"Hell yes. I'd never turn down a shower with you. Besides, it's my turn to make you come now." His smile broadened, the sly twinkle in his eyes sending shivers down my spine until they arrived at my inner core.
As Gareth took his clothes off and I turned the shower on, I studied myself in the mirror, something that was once done everyday that I hadn't actually done in a while. My body shape is a cross between an hourglass or a lollipop at the top and the rest is more banana shaped, I've always felt oddly misproportioned. Mom says I have short legs, but I've always thought they were long, the hyper extensiveness of them sometimes made my thighs look bigger than they are. My waist is long and goes inward, which made it look like I have love handles, my hips are too low, and my 40DD breasts that I've had since I was thirteen are way too big for my frame and pretty noticeable.
I have toned up over the past couple months and lost quite a few pounds, my posture had improved, I didn't wear the shaper tank tops or wrap my stomach as much, and my butt wasn't smaller than I thought. The stretch marks were a different story, unfortunately. I had started the laser treatments and cocoa butter, but they were still changing in color almost daily. Either way, I was still self-conscious, until I looked down at the handprints and flames Gareth had drawn on, making me smile.
He really was so sweet, always going out of his way to make sure I was comfortable. At that moment, I came up with a fantastic idea, to show not only how much I love him, but also that I love how he loves me and my body.
The Next Day, Woodbury, 11:11 am
Truth be told, this wasn't the easiest thing I had ever done, but the outcome wasn't entirely on me. A good portion depended on the person on the other side of this door; I just hoped this would go in my favor. I knocked on the door slowly, a voice from the other side telling me to come in. With a deep breath and my shoulders back, I opened the door and strutted forward, catching him off guard with my buttoned blazer, tank top, pleated mini skirt, and heels, a pure professional with a touch of sexy.
"Hello, Martin."
His infamous cocky grin appeared on that stupid face. "Why, hel-lo Melondy. To what do I owe the pleasure?"
I had to restrain from rolling my eyes, he was so predictable. "There's some things we need to discuss."
"Really? I'm kind of surprised to see you here, especially after the last time we saw each other."
As I sat on the edge of his desk, I figured a compliment was a good icebreaker of sorts. "Well, to quote Rosita, you're cute in a white trash kind of way. That and you've made Woodbury a lot of money, so it's nice to know you're good for something."
"Thanks, but you should probably know Rosita didn't have much to say with my kielbasa shoved down her throat."
This time, I couldn't help the eye roll. "God, you really are such a disgusting pig, but lucky for you, it's not the reason why I'm here today. Listen, not only are you my boyfriend's design partner, you also happen to be one of his best friends. Gareth means a lot to both of us, which means that we need to find some common ground and get along. What do you say, Martin?"
He popped his gum for a couple more seconds, and if he did it again, I was going to stick it in his hair. Finally, Martin shrugged. "Fine, I'm cool with whatever you want to do. On my end, it was pretty disrespectful towards you and Gareth, what I did. Although, with tits and ass like yours, it's not like it's the first time you've ever heard that kind of thing before."
"I'm going to take it that that's your form of an apology, so, thank you. Now that we've cleared the air, the second reason I'm here is because Gareth's birthday is this weekend. I already got his present, but last night I came up with a really fantastic idea that I know he'll love. We only have three days, but with your assistance, I know it'll be pulled off. So, what do you say? Can you help me?"
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