Chapter 9 Oliver Bennett vs. Adrian Graham Unquenchable lust...relief!

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"What?" Adrian couldn't suppress the surprised gasp that tore out of his throat. His eyes widened. Was Donna insane? "That's not gonna happen."

"Oh, but it will happen, Adrian," Donna said with conviction. "We both know I don't have much time. I really would love to meet this person who makes you go all mushy inside, and who's going to help you fight through what is coming. He's also bound to be around my kids at some point right? Who knows, he just might help you raise my children when I'm gone..."

To say Adrian was shocked at his wife's words would be an understatement. Yes, he did feel something strong for Oliver. After all, all he could think about was being close to him, touching him, being naked with him, getting away from everything, and just being with him. He felt as if he'd been asleep for years and then suddenly, there was this person who made him feel alive and... Adrian groaned and rubbed the back of his neck in a clear sign of frustration.

They were definitely more than fuck buddies. But despite all the feelings that he had for Oliver, they were not where Donna seemed to think just yet. Hell, they hardly spoke about their relationship. It was almost as if they'd both silently agreed not to talk about it. They just enjoyed each other and tried not to bring up the future. So Donna's talk about Oliver helping him raise their children was way off.

"Listen Don..."

"Now look at it this way, Aid." She went right ahead as if he hadn't even spoken. "If he's nice...which I'm sure he is...because I trust your judgment, I'd really love to meet him. If he's a monster on the other hand...which I'm again sure he isn't, it will be a fine opportunity to put the fear of God into him. Tell him something along the lines of haunting him from the grave if he dares stress my kids."

"Donna..." Adrian groaned, rubbing the back of his neck with the hand not linked with Donna's. "I don't think..."

"I've already thought about it and that's what I want to do," Donna said sternly. "You owe me for hiding this whole thing from me Adrian Graham. I'm not asking. I'm telling." Her tone would have made a military commander proud. Then she ruined it by whimpering... "Please Aid...please."

"Oh shit." Adrian threw his head back, not even feeling it when the back of his head hit the wall with a thud. He never could deny her anything. "This is a bad idea, Don." He groaned.

"Just tell him I want to meet him, that's all. You're just a messenger here. What can he possibly do to you? Kill you?"

Adrian turned to look at Donna as if she'd suddenly sprouted horns. Then she gave him that silly puppy-eyed look that always made him laugh. This time he didn't. He only grunted.

"Alright, I'll talk to him." Adrian sighed.

"Great. Thanks." She pulled him forward and pressed a kiss against his cheek. They sat in silence for a moment, with Adrian thinking about how to break the news to Oliver. "So...he must be rocking your world if you're mentioning his name so much in your sleep." Donna yawned. "Sometimes the way you moan... Jesus..."

Adrian growled, drawing laughter from Donna. "Now I'm seriously considering not sleeping beside you again." He groaned. "I can't be possibly mentioning his name as much as you claim."

"Alright, alright want the truth?"

"Hell yeah."

"Okay, so I've heard you say you love him twice. And that was in the last month. And yes you do moan his name and go hard sometimes." She ignored Adrian's embarrassed groans. He was blushing so hard. "Thanks to Oliver and your obviously raunchy dreams, I now know you're not impotent or anything like that. I was beginning to wonder." She laughed.

"Fuck you, Donna."

"The last time I checked I wasn't Oliver, thank you very much." She retorted, drawing a chuckle from Adrian. "As for mentioning his name almost every night in the last two months, I did exagger..."

"I knew it," Adrian shouted.

"Hold it, hold it..." Donna couldn't stop laughing. "The part about the last two months is true. In fact, I think it's even more than two months. I swear I've heard you mention him more than twenty times. That should count for something right?" She was laughing so hard she started to cough.

Adrian quickly reached for the glass of water on the bedside table and held it to her lips so she could sip. "You're crazy, woman." He gave a mock growl.

"I'm so happy Adrian." She said when Adrian took the glass away from her lips. "Know why?"

Adrian could take a wild guess. "Why?"

"You're finally getting some." She grinned when Adrian groaned. "It's been my biggest worry. I'm thrilled someone is taking care of you. And from the bounce in your step and the glint in your eyes, he's giving it to you good. Err...are you the one giving or taking? How does it work?"

"If you think I'm going to discuss sex with you, you're crazier than I thought," Adrian growled making Donna laugh softly. "Now go to sleep." He said, helping her to lie down comfortably. "I love you, Donna."

"I know. I love you more." She responded softly, her eyes already fluttering shut. "And Adrian?"

"Yes, Donna?"

"When you talk to Oliver in the middle of the night, tell him I'm looking forward to meeting him." When she felt Adrian go still, she opened her eyes and gave a slow wink. "Touch down!" She murmured and closed her eyes. By the time Adrian began to laugh, Donna was already asleep.

He slowly shook his head as he looked at his wife's innocent face in sleep. Whenever they argued, the one who had the last word screamed 'touch down'. He hadn't heard it in a long while due to her illness. He'd missed her so much. Adrian leaned closer and kissed Donna lightly on the cheek. With the shot she'd taken, she was going to have a deep sleep and wake up around noon the next day.

Still laughing softly, Adrian rolled out of bed and headed down to the study. He felt as if a heavy load had been taken off his shoulder. He had to speak to Oliver but this time, he wasn't going to use the bathroom or the balcony as he usually did. Donna was fast asleep but he didn't want to take any chances. His wife was a sly fox. And he loved her to bits.