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“I love you too,” I tell him as his lips find mine again.
He starts to move inside of me again, and I rock my hips up, meeting him thrust for thrust.
“Say it again,” he orders me, and I smile as I give him what he wants.
“I love you, Gunner. So much. More than I ever thought was possible.”
“I love you too, Frankie. More than anything.”
We reach our peaks together, and I smile as he lifts me in his arms and carries me into the bathroom.
“Let’s get you cleaned up, mate.”
“Then we can get dirty again,” I finish, and he kisses me as we step into the shower and do just that.
ELEVEN
Frankie
Five Years Later…
“Areyou sure that this is safe?” I ask my husband as I look up at the new treehouse skeptically.
“I’m sure. You know that I would never put you or the kids in any danger,” he says.
I nod. I know that he’s right. Gunner is so protective of all of us.
When I was pregnant with our first kid, he barely let me out of bed. He was always carrying me around. When I got frustrated and told him I was okay and wanted to cook, he bought me a stool and made me sit on that. He would move around the kitchen and get me things. I had rolled my eyes but I actually loved having him hover over me.
I was used to being ignored, seen but not heard when I was a kid and living with my dad. With Gunner, though, he wants to hear my opinion on things. He seems to want to know every thought that pops into my head.
He’s the same way with the kids. He’s so patient with them. Our daughter wants to play tea party all afternoon? Then he’ll cram his large frame into a chair and hunch over the tea table that he built her and play tea party. Our son wants to swing for an hour? Then he’ll happily stand there and push him for an hour.
This treehouse was all because our kids saw one on TV and wanted one. So, Gunner made it happen. I love that about him. He’s such a hands-on dad and husband.
“Want to go up and check it out?” He asks me, and I frown.
“I’m not great with heights,” I warn him, and he offers me his large hand.
“It’s not that high, mate,” he says, looking up at the treehouse that really is only a few feet off the ground. “Come on. We’ll just go up a little bit, and you can look inside. I’ll be right behind you.”
I nod and start to climb up the ladder. I make it a few steps before I look back at Gunner and laugh.
“Did you let me go first so that you could stare at my butt?” I ask him, and he grins.
“Maybe. Also, so I can catch you in case you fall.”
“Uh-huh,” I say as I continue to climb.
I start to get a little shaky as I reach the top, and I take a deep breath as I peek into the treehouse. I smile at what I see.
“Aww,” I coo as I see that he added an outdoor rug to the floor and put a little table and some chairs in the corner.
“I love it,” I tell Gunner, looking down at him.
“Think the kids will?”
“Yeah, I’m sure they will. They should be up from their nap any second now.”
