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Chapter 15
Lena
While Krys loved me and Storm, she adored her grandfather.
Which was why she was spending the night with my dad.
As I waited for Storm to get home, my eyes took in the pictures we had hung above the mantle. Man, I loved this house, and I loved him all the more for getting it for us.
Because the pictures of our family hung in a circle around the picture the photographer took of Storm kissing me for the first time as man and wife.
While I loved that picture, nothing compared to the one we had hanging above our bed.
I was sitting in front of Storm with Krys in my lap with her smiling wide.
The moment I heard his boots hit the mud room, I turned my face to look at him, and before I could get a word out, he asked, “What’s on your face, Precious?”
I smiled up at him and asked, “Hey, how’d everything go?”
“Fuckers underestimated us. That was their mistake.” He winked.
Chuckling, “Good. And it’s a homemade hydrating mask.”
He lifted a brow, “Yeah? What’s in it?”
“Avocado, yogurt, olive oil, and honey.” I honestly wouldn’t have minded tasting it, but... some curiosities needed to be just that.
“Gotcha, so what are we watching tonight, and have you got more of that stuff?”
I didn’t hesitate to answer him, “Charmed. Since the woman who played Pru sadly passed away, I figured I would do a binge party. And why would you ask if I have more of this stuff?”
He looked at the TV where I had the first episode queued, “Well damn. Okay. Charmed a movie or something?”
I gasped, “What? You don’t know what Charmed is?”
He looked at me as if I had a couple of screws loose, “Precious, I got a dick.”
Okay... he had a point... but... “Precious, you can’t say jack shit about me not knowing about this show when you’ve never watched Two and a Half Men.”
I sighed, damn, did the man have to be so smart? Then I huffed, teasing him, “Okay, fine, you have a point. I will concede this. For now.”
He winked, “Well, thank you so much, Precious. Now, do you have more of the face mask stuff?”
I nodded, “I do.”
“Alright, let me shower, and you can put it on my face.”
I felt my jaw drop and my eyes widen... “Umm, why exactly? Not saying I don’t mind the idea or not like it... but why?”
“Because I got a hot as fuck woman and I’m older than her and I need to keep looking my fucking best.” He winked down at me, dropped a fisted forearm to the back of the couch, and then placed a kiss atop my head.
And then I watched my fine as-hell man stroll out of the living room and into our bedroom.
Those jeans hugging his ass and thighs like my pussy hugs his cock... speaking of his well-endowed cock... and I did double the recipe... it wouldn’t be wasteful if I washed this off quickly, joined him in the shower, and then reapplied it.
We would be saving water too... There was nothing wrong with conserving water.
And with that, I jumped off the couch. Thankfully, I hadn’t started the binge party yet, and I quickly got the stuff off my face in the kitchen sink.
