Forever More
Part 2 -Faith
Chapter Twenty Three
Finally the spring thaw came and work on the actual construction of their new home could begin. This was all very new to both of them. Scott had never had a home built before and was learning very quickly all the dangers and pits falls dealing with contractors and building inspectors.
The large pole barn did go up first and as soon as it was near ready all nine horses were brought up by trailer. Scott thought that just having them close by again was great. They all had such differing personalities and he and Becky and the boys had missed them.
His farm had also been purchased and the final details of the sale were being worked out. After what seemed like eons bits and pieces of the whole picture were finally starting to come together.
The house plans had been gone over so many times and so many changes had been made that sometimes they all wondered what their home would really look like when it was completed.
The spot that they had chosen for the home to sit on the property ran along the river. The home would sit further up with a walk out lower level. It would be built at a right angle to the road and back farther. The barn, already in place, sat some distance directly behind the garage. Scott’s studio would be a separate building altogether, a combination second garage, small guest apartment and studio.
Work on the home progressed quickly as good weather shown down on the project. Though not completely finished it was the end of May when the home was far enough along that they could move in. A lot of the interior work still had to be finished but Rebecca was anxious to move in. She wanted to be settled by the time the baby was due.
Dark brick covered the exterior of the home. The two car garage sat to the left of the main entrance and the laundry room was to the right off the garage entry. The kitchen was large and open with a breakfast area that filled a large bay window with seats all around. It was everything Rebecca had ever imagined and she was able to design much of it herself, to the great dismay of the contractor.
A large dining room sat just beyond the kitchen to the front of the house and a formal living room connected that to a more casual living area that was also accessible from the kitchen. There were only two bedrooms up a few steps on the main level. A smaller one that they intended to use as a nursery and a bathroom were to the right. Straight up the stairs lay the master suite, large and inviting with its own bathroom and deck area that stepped down to the lower level walk-out.
The lower level was accessible from the less formal living area and also the hallway near the garage entry. There was another large living space with two bedrooms and one bathroom on either side. An office space filled up the back wall and beyond that lay another room to be equipped eventually with a pool table or whatever the boys wanted. This lower level was pretty much theirs. Large glass panels opened on the lower level to a patio with in-ground hot tub. Just beyond that across the yard and through the large trees ran the river.
The whole house seemed so sparse when they moved in. What little furnishings Rebecca had looked so out of place in this large home. Scott had a few things in storage but even those did little to fill up the empty spaces. They had planned to furnish and decorate as they went along.
As far as Scott was concerned the home was Becky’s and she was totally in charge of whatever she wanted done. He would have his studio soon enough and that would be his haven.
But shortly after they moved in Rebecca was confined to bed. She had been having some problems with her blood pressure and instead of giving her hospital rest their doctor allowed her stay at home in bed. The house had to wait, but she took the opportunity to do much of the planning. It gave her something to do and keep her mind off the possibility that this might be a difficult birth.
Scott was very concerned and stayed close to home. He had his hands full with the house and studio that was now going up, the two boys, household tasks and taking care of Becky. It was the second of July when his mother flew up from Alabama to help out.
Rebecca’s doctor had her in for many tests and he was thinking that they might possibly take the baby early. He never got the chance.
Rebecca had not been feeling very well all day. She awoke a little nauseated and picked at some breakfast later. By late afternoon she felt the first twinges of labor as they started to grip at her sides and inch their way across her abdomen. She didn’t know if she was ready for this or not. It had been eight and a half years she had last gone through labor but as the contractions became more definable she remembered all too well.
Scott’s mother stayed home with the boys as he drove Becky to the hospital and if he was at all nervous he did not have much time to worry about his own mental state. Once in the hospital matters progressed rather rapidly. Certainly faster than Scott was prepared for. Tense moments came also as those in charge seemed to be worried about the babies heart rate.
They needed to attach a monitor directly to the babies head and in order to do that they had to break her water which had not done so on its own. All this was very confusing as people kept coming and going and checking machines.
Becky was doing fairly good at first but as the evening wore on she tired and was having a hard time focusing on anything that anyone was saying. Scott stayed near her and kept talking her through every contraction. He was amazed at what he saw as sheer courage and strength that a woman must endure to give birth.
Finally the time came to deliver the baby. Scott had known that he wanted to be there but as the actual event came closer he wondered if he would be able to make it. The sight of his wife in pain, knowing that he was not able to help her at all had already taken its toll on him. He tried to look beyond that and know that he must be there when their baby came into the world.
It was a hard birth and Becky needed him there more than ever. She needed to know he was present and to feel his hand on hers. Somehow she knew that just by his being there everything would be alright.
When finally their baby girl was delivered and placed on Becky’s stomach Scott thought he would die from all the emotions that were exploding in his body. He had never seen anything so beautiful. This tiny, red wrinkled being lay squirming and crying on her mother’s belly and all he could do was hold Becky and tell her how much he loved her as the tears streamed down both their faces.
A daughter. He had a daughter. A little girl who would look up at him with those precious eyes and call him daddy. It was incomprehensible that the two of them had brought this life into the world.
In a few days Scott drove his wife and their new daughter, Sarah Marie, home to start her life with her two older brothers.
His baby girl was the heart of his world. Scott never thought that you could have so much love for one tiny being as this. He was a wonderful father. The bond between them was so strong. Rebecca knew that her daughter was very much daddy’s little girl and as she grew to be a toddler she had him in her tight little grip. All she had to do was quiver her lower lip and he melted on most every issue.
Along with her two older brothers, who doted on her much the same way, Sarah was definitely a spoiled little girl, but not in the sense of unruly. In fact, she had been the best of Rebecca’s three children. She was such a happy baby and hardly ever gave a moments trouble. She was always content to amuse herself and even once she started walking she didn’t get into half the trouble that Ethan and Kyle had managed to do. But if the need ever did arrive for Scott to paddle her little bottom as a warning all she had to do was whimper once and he scooped her up and comforted her.
Along about the time of Sarah’s second birthday Scott, Jon and Tom started to throw an idea around. They had all been out on their own now for a few years and the idea of actually collaborating on a project seemed quite appealing.
They were all very good talent in their own right and of course widely known. With a few meager starts and ideas for material they approached the record label that Tom was associated with, who signed them for a recording contract for one album.
Once the idea got off the ground there was no stopping those three maniacs as Paula often referred to them. Poor Paula, she was getting the brunt of the madness. Her home seemed to be the hub of the operation.
Becky and the children spent a lot of time that summer out in California while the men created. It was either that or not see her husband. Rebecca opted for days with Paula rather than sitting at home all summer with two boys, one of them a pre-teen, and a toddler.
The recording went fast and the three men were having great fun. Before the end of the year Dementia was well on its way to releasing their album.
With the release came the decision for a tour in support of such. Rebecca dug in for the worst. The tour was set to run through late spring and summer and that meant that she was left at home often to deal with all the mundane tasks of real life while Scott, Tom and Jon were out having the time of their lives.
These guys were in heaven! They were on the edge. This was not at all like the solo concerts that Rebecca had seen Scott perform before. This was not even remotely like the Paradox tours. These guys were just plain WILD! Anything could happen, anything did happen. There were no rules and Tom certainly did not want to live by rules in the first place.
What it all came down to was that these three were out there having a wonderful time and making great music along the way. Rebecca had to admit that she was caught up in the whole experience. She was so in love with Scott and despite some things that made her wonder why she had in fact married that insane man, she loved every minute of it.
The band was definitely getting huge national and international attention. It was almost hard to believe that it was Scott out on that stage. If anyone had forgotten who he was, he was very much back in the spot light.
Rebecca tried to keep things low key at home just for the sake of their sanity, the best she could. After all he was just her husband and just the father to her children and when he came home he still had to do things like get the oil changed on the car or mow the lawn.
Rebecca learned much in that first year with the band about balancing home, family and Scott’s career. It wasn’t easy.
During the tour Paula found that she was pregnant again. This would be her and Jon’s third child. Kellie would be turning six and Matthew four years old that coming fall.
By late summer the whirlwind ride that had been the tour was over. Scott was back home and things were falling back into place. Sarah had celebrated her third birthday, Kyle was going into sixth grade and Ethan was starting eight grade at the local junior high school. They were almost a normal family again. Rebecca had however, given up on anything resembling normal again. But as the daily family rituals of school work, sports activities and raising a family came more to center stage again she breathed a little easier.
Scott fell back into his pattern of spending early evenings with his children in the house and then after they got to bed wandering out to the studio for a couple of hours. Rebecca had long since given up on trying to change that or even submit herself. She did not have the pleasure of sleeping late the following day. She had a family to roust in the morning.
Rebecca was already in bed. She had gotten Sarah down for sleep even before Scott left to go out to the studio. She finally got the boys to finish some homework and turn the television off down stairs. She lay in bed and listened for the quiet that would signal that they had in fact settled down for the night. The phone on her night stand rang once. Rebecca reached over. Who would be calling the house at eleven-thirty at night?
Anyone who wanted Scott usually called right out to the studio first. She answered it and Scott’s voice on the other end was low and she detected a hint of wanting from a simple, "Hi."
"Hi, yourself. What’s up?" She had a slyness in her asking.
Scott laughed, "Funny you should ask."
Oh, yeah. Do I know this guy or what? Rebecca thought to herself.
Scott went on, "I, ah, have this incredible desire to bury my face between your legs." He was never one to waste words when it came to sex. "Oo." Rebecca cooed as the familiar sensations started to stir deep inside her at the thought. "I’ll be right there."
Getting out of bed she went to the dresser drawer and took out the white lace teddy that Scott had bought for her for her last birthday and one that he had become particularly fond of in resent months. She slipped into it and pulled on one of his shirts that was lying on a nearby chair. She checked on Sarah in the next room and grabbed the baby monitor. She ran down to the boys rooms to see that they were asleep.
When Rebecca quietly slid in the door to the studio Scott was standing by the keyboards. He just looked up at her as a devilish grin made its way across his face. "I see you made it."
"Am I too late?" Rebecca asked as he made his way toward her.
Scott looked down at the large mass that pressed tight against his jeans. "I don’t think so."
"I can see that." Rebecca agreed playfully.
Reaching her he laid his hands gently about her neck and brought her lips to his. Her hands immediately found the hard bulk between his thighs and began to massage the source of his ache.
His hands moved from her neck down across her back and onto her hips squeezing them harder responding to her touch upon him. A moment later he stopped to pull her hands away and placed them on his own shoulders. He shook his head again and laughed, "Not so fast. I get to go first, remember?"
Then slowly starting at the top he unbuttoned the buttons of her shirt, his own that she had put on. Once finished he opened it up to see that she had purposely come dressed for the occasion. He sucked in a breath. Rebecca knew she had pleased him.
He pulled the shirt off and took a moment to drink in her sensuous beauty. Her breasts were full causing the lace to pull taunt against them. Her dark nipples, quite visible, peaked from between the tiny eyelet openings of lace. Moving his eyes lower he caught the hint of the wedge of soft light brown hair that teasingly covered the source of his desires.
Running his hands up along her hips, her waist and then cupping both breasts to his lips kissed them hard. Rebecca’s leg instinctively raised to rub along his and wrap around his hips pulling him closer into her.
Scott gently slid the tiny lace straps down onto her arms and then slowly pulled down on the front until the creamy soft skin of her breasts lay revealed against the white lace. Her nipples where warm and ready for his tongue as he slowly licked circles around them and gently sucked them into his mouth. Rebecca loved this most as she dug her fingers into his long blond hair.
Even while his tongue still worked its way across her rigid nipples his hands were slipping her out of the teddy until finally it fell to the floor. Taking her up in his arms he carried her naked body to a table a few feet away and laid her back. Spreading her legs apart he started laying soft kissing mingled with gentle licks of his tongue along her inner thighs moving slowly upward until his lips finally found the warm wet folds that were their destination.
There he lingered, exploring gently at first and then with more passion as Rebecca began to writhe beneath him. She again had her fingers intertwined in his hair and pushed his face into her enjoying the exquisite torture that he was inflicting upon her swollen flesh, until finally she could stand it no longer and begged for him to take her.
Scott then drew back and watched as she unbuckled his belt and unfastened his jeans. He took in a breath as the zipper slid slowly down along the pulsating protrusion beneath. Peeling down his jeans she ran her fingertips along the length of him. Kneeling down her tongue darted quickly across his large cylindrical shape that she held firmly in her hand working it up and down as she did so.
Bending over he lifted her back onto the table. Laying her back he pulled her body into his and felt her soft warm flesh yield to his hardness. Once again her body began to move with his until he felt the rush of warm surround him and her body stiffened. Rebecca’s body shook with intensity as she let out a low moan. A few strokes later Scott’s body acted in kind.
Slipping back into his shirt Rebecca snuggled under Scott’s arm as they lay together on the sofa for a few moments sharing an ice cream bar that she found in the refrigerator in the studio.
