Damn Dress: A Love Story Ch. 09

"I know," he whispered, as he turned his back and pulled a dish from the microwave.

Sienna smiled and ran upstairs to wake Brandon up.

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After Thanksgiving, Sienna felt her relationship with Brandon was reaching a new high. She still hadn't declared that they were 'officially' back together, but she could see it coming. And they had banned sex from their relationship until both of them could control their emotions, but damn, that was so hard. There were times when Sienna would literally jump on Brandon and try to pull his dick out of his pants. He'd be the one having to stop her. She knew it could also be due to the pregnancy. She had heard that, sometimes, being pregnant can make you horny. There was a lot of heavy petting and kissing some nights, that turned into blue balls for Brandon, and mood swings for Sienna.

She had gotten so pissed at him for stopping one night, she asked him to leave his own house! She had been straddling Brandon, with her panties off and grinding up against his groin.

"Oh, fuck, baby, that feels so good. Goddamn," Brandon moaned, as he ran his hands up over her belly and gently caressed her swollen breasts.

Sienna couldn't stand it any longer. She had to have him inside of her or she would die! No other option, not tonight. She knew it was her 'no sex' rule, but fuck that! She wanted him right now.

She began pulling his pants down over his hips, while he struggled to pull them back up.

"Please Brandon, you don't have to put it all the way in, just a little, so that's not technically having sex," Sienna begged, while rolling her hips back and forth. She was already soaking wet just by rubbing against him.

Brandon burst into a laugh. "Um, isn't that supposed to be the guy's line?"

"Please?!" Sienna begged again, while jerking his pants down.

She had no idea how close she came to getting it. He wanted to bury his cock balls deep into her so bad and have her screaming his name. BUT...he wanted their relationship to work even more.

He raised up and grabbed her hands. "Sienna...I love you."

Sienna leaned in to kiss him, "Yes, I know."

He restrained her, before their lips could touch. "No, you don't know. I. Love. You. And that's why I'm stopping," he said, as he gently lifted her from his lap and pulled up his pants. He blew her a kiss as he made his way to the bathroom for a cold shower.

Sienna leaned back against the bed and smiled. Oh, this was so going to be her future husband.

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Over the next few days, things had settled into a great routine with Brandon and Sienna. Something they never had before. During the week, he would take her to school, and pick her up, too, when he didn't have to be on base. Brandon would come over and eat dinner every night at the Commander's house. Then, on weekends, they would hang out with Darren, Tasha, Michael and John. Brandon had also relinquished the reigns from Tasha regarding accompanying Sienna to her doctor appointments.

Sienna had remained good friends with Ian. At first Brandon didn't like it, but he learned to accept her friendship with Ian. And there was always his guaranteed comfort, that if Ian crossed the line with Sienna, he would break one of his tiny arms...or legs...or something. But Brandon didn't have to openly threaten Ian, because Ian always kept his distance with Brandon anyway, when he was around. Brandon appreciated that, considering that's more than Chris ever gave him. But despite that, Brandon couldn't remember a time that he had ever been this happy.

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After Brandon had dropped her off from class, Sienna walked past her father's study, and noticed him staring out of the window. She stopped to observe him and then walked inside.

"Daddy?"

Jackson turned around in his chair. He had so much weighing on his mind right now. He didn't want to burden Sienna with this new development, but he needed to get it off his chest, because for one of the few times in his life, he really didn't know what to do.

"Hey, baby. Do you have a moment?" he asked, as he removed his reading glasses and wiped his face.

Sienna looked at her dad's eyes. He looked like he hadn't gotten a good night's sleep.

"Of course, what's wrong?" she asked, sitting down in front of him.

"I have a little bit of a dilemma, and I wanted your advice."

Sienna nodded her head. It wasn't like her father to need advice. Usually, people came to him for his advice. She wasn't sure how she could help, but she would definitely try.

"I--, well, this is difficult, but I decided to do some digging into Brandon's background, against his wishes. But the only reason I did it was because I thought it could benefit him as a part of his healing process. But I'm afraid I got more than what I bargained for."

"What do you mean?" she asked, leaning onto his desk. For some reason, her father needing her advice scared her. Was something wrong with Brandon?

Jackson exhaled and leaned back in his chair. "Well, I was able find Brandon's aunt's phone number. Sara is her name, and she was listed in the white pages in Boston. I thought it was a long shot, perhaps a wrong number or that I'd find out she doesn't even live there anymore. But I called anyway. She was a crass, bitter woman, who was all too eager to tell me about Brandon. Apparently Brandon's mom was 19 when she had him, and when he turned 6, she left him with his aunt and uncle. But, Sara told me something, and I'm not sure how to process it."

"What, what did she tell you?" Sienna asked, on the edge of her seat.

Jackson paused for a few moments, then continued, "She and Brandon's mom, Kelly, had a falling out when Brandon was born, and they quit speaking. Well...," the Commander exhaled. "The falling out was over the fact that Kelly had slept with Sara's husband, Harold, several times, and he is the one who fathered her child." Jackson waited for Sienna to process that.

Sienna's brow furrowed. She repeated the words back over in her head until finally it clicked. "Oh, my GOD!!" Sienna screamed, while covering her mouth.

"Yeah," Jackson said.

"Oh, my God!" Sienna repeated, still not wanting to believe it. Brandon's uncle Harold was actually his father!! Oh, fuck! Brandon HATED his uncle. He had treated him so badly.

"Now, here's the problem I'm having. Part of Brandon's anger comes from the fact that he doesn't know why they were cruel to him. Maybe if he knows this, he will at least see why his aunt was cold toward him. Because every day she looked at him, she had to accept her husband's infidelity."

Sienna still had her hand over her mouth. She couldn't believe this. "Does Harold know? I mean, about Brandon being his son?"

Jackson shook his head. "Well, when Brandon was living with them, no, Sara never told her husband. But they divorced about four years ago, and she called him to rub salt in the open wound. So Harold knows now. Sienna, do you think I should tell Brandon?"

Sienna sat there shaking. Brandon had tried to kill his unc—father, years ago, and to this day, he said if he ever met up with him again, he'd beat him to a pulp. And now, that same man he hated...was the man who fathered him.

"Daddy, I really don't know. I think it will hurt him. But maybe in the long run it will heal him...I don't know."

Jackson nodded his head. Brandon's progress had been phenomenal...and he feared this information would set his 'son' back. Now the Commander hated that he had opened Pandora's box.

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Thanks all and glad you were patient with me while I got this whopper of a chapter out. I hope to have chapter 10 out soon, but it will most likely be the conclusion of Damn Dress: A Love Story. And as always, I appreciate your votes and comments. Thanks!

--Soular