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“Samantha, come on,” I said to the bathroom door.
“Frank, chill.” She was locked behind it, getting ready to meet my parents.
In the blink of an eye, three weeks had gone by, and my parents were currently on their way from Jackson Hole Airport, by way of Dallas International.
It had been too long. I was ashamed of that, but I was really looking forward to having them in my life again. Mama K nearly had a heart attack when I called to invite them up, and my dad cried in my ear over the phone.
Everything felt hopeful.
“At least open the door so I can see you.”
“Hold on!”
I looked at my watch, counting down from sixty seconds, and then I ran out to my loaner truck and grabbed my lock pick kit. When I came back inside and broke into the bathroom so I didn’t end up busting through my own damn door, Samantha was standing in front of the mirror on her tiptoes, leaned forward over the sink, pulling at the side of her eye as she swiped a black line over her eyelid with something that looked like a pointy black marker.
Squinting into the mirror, she looked at the tool in my hand out of the corner of her eye. “Did you pick the lock?”
“Yes, I did. What’s takin’ so damn long? You don’t need all that. They’re gonna love you no matter what you look like. Where’re your glasses? You know how much they turn me on.”
She laughed. “Oh my God, you’re such a guy.” Swiping the marker over her eye one more time, she set it on the counter. “There. Done. I’m wearing my contacts today. I don’t think you want to be ‘turned on’ in front of your parents.”
“Good point.”
I sighed in relief, following her out of the bathroom as she whizzed past me, darting through the house, checking to make sure each room was clean and tidy. They were. Hello—I lived there.
She hadn’t changed her address at the post office, but it was only a matter of time. She was right that it was fast, but when you found your person, you kept them close. Her family had made arrangements to visit in a few days, after some strongly worded texts she’d told me she sent during the big storm, but Jessup wasn’t due back permanently from Florida for another month or two, and I didn’t want her staying alone in his house anymore.
Besides, she wanted to sleep in my bed now that I was giving her what she wanted—and what I craved like air—every night. And every morning, and on our lunch breaks. Before supper. After supper. She was insatiable, and I would die trying to please her if that was what it took.
Who knew? I was forty-nine fucking years old. Not even one more year and I’d be f—shit. I didn’t even like to think the number in my head. I certainly didn’t feel half a century old with Samantha in my life. I’d never laughed so much or had so much sex. I felt sixteen again every morning.
And there were some even bigger changes in the works. I just had to wait for the green light.
When she emerged from the bedroom, carrying the blanket I’d bought for her ’cause her little feet were always cold, she griped, “There’s nowhere to put this blanket.” She held the pink throw in the air. It was as soft as fox fur, and it matched her hair.
“Just toss it on the couch.”
“‘Toss it on the couch’? Who are you, and what have you done with Frank?”
I laughed. “I’m sure Mama K likes fluffy blankets as much as the next lady.”
“It doesn’t match the rest of the house.”
“But it keeps you warm, so it’s perfect.”
She smiled up at me, and I snatched the blanket from her hands, flinging it over my shoulder. Grum yipped behind me, and then I heard him snuffling around. Reaching for her, I pulled her close and wrapped her up in a hug, feeling her breasts against my chest and her legs between mine.
She leaned around my bicep, looking at Grum. “Great. Now I have to wash it again. Look at him. He was just outside, stomping around in the snow and mud, and now he’s rooting underneath the blanket with his wet nose and paws. Ugh. He’s chewing it!”
Tightening my arms, I sighed into her neck. “I’m nervous.”
She hugged me tighter. “Why, baby? They love you. That’s more than obvious by the amount of time it took them to book their flight up here. I think it was only three minutes after you called.”
“There’s so much I need to say to ’em. So much I wanna tell ’em.”
“The words will come when you need them.” She pushed up on her toes, running her hand through my hair and kissing me. “I can’t believe you never mentioned your mom used to be a librarian too.”
