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Taeli
After we finish eating, the boys have no problem letting me help Graham clean up while they take off downstairs to the game room to shoot a game on the red-top pool table.
Once we’re done, we curl up on the couch with our glasses of wine.
Tucker comes bouncing up the stairs and eyes the two of us. We are facing each other, and Graham’s hand is resting on my knee. He quickly pulls it back when we hear Tucker enter the room.
“Lame,” Tucker says as he shakes his head.
“What?” Graham asks.
“Seriously, Uncle Graham? You have no game,” the kid teases.
Graham straightens his back. “I have game. I have an entire Sunday lineup of game,” he protests.
“Keep telling yourself that,” Tucker says as he heads to the kitchen to grab sodas before running back down to the game room.
I burst into laughter as the door shuts behind him.
Graham’s amused eyes come to me. “You think I have game, right?”
“Oh, yes,” I say.
He pulls me into him for a kiss, and I think to myself, He doesn’t need game. He just has to be himself.
We make out on the couch until my lips are bruised and he is so worked up that he looks like he is in pain. He stands to answer the knock at the door an hour later.
Langford comes in and smirks at us as Graham calls down to let Tucker know that his dad is here to pick him up.
“I take it, you guys had a good time?” Langford asks when his son and Caleb appear.
“We did. We made the best supper ever for Taeli. Steaks and cheesy potatoes and salad,” Tucker tells his dad.
He looks at Graham and grins. “I bet I know what you had for dessert.”
Tucker’s brows furrow. “We didn’t make dessert,” he says, confused.
Langford laughs and tousles his son’s hair.
“Are you ready to head home?” he asks Tucker.
“Can Caleb spend the night? I want to show him my fishing gear. He wants to learn how to fly-fish,” Tucker asks.
“He does?” I ask.
Caleb looks over at me. “Yeah. Tucker says we can catch trout and make you dinner again with the food we catch with our own hands. How cool is that?”
“Very cool,” I answer.
“Please, Dad, can he stay over?” Tucker asks again.
Langford looks at me. “It’s okay with me if it’s okay with you.”
“He doesn’t have any of his things,” I begin.
Langford cuts me off. “They’re boys and about the same age. I’m sure I have an extra toothbrush, and Tucker can find a pair of pajamas. Besides, you two might want to finish dessert,” he says as he looks at Graham.
Graham gives his older brother a look that says, Shut the hell up.
“I want dessert,” Caleb quips.
“We can stop at the Dairy Barn for ice cream on the way home. If your mom lets you go,” Langford tells him.
“Please, Mom,” Caleb pleads.
“Okay. You be good and mind Tucker’s dad,” I instruct, and he promises he will.
The boys get their shoes on, and we follow them to the door.
“I can pick him up first thing in the morning, or you can drop him off to me at the office later if you’d like,” I tell Langford as they make their way out to his truck.
“I’ll call you. I have a light schedule. I might take them fishing.”
“Yay!” the boys holler at the news.
“All right. See you tomorrow. I love you,” I call to Caleb, and he just waves as he follows Tucker.
We watch as they pull off, and then Graham turns to me.
“About that dessert …”
He doesn’t even get the words out of his mouth and the door shut behind us before I throw myself into his arms.
We continue our make-out session on the couch until he suggests that we have a sleepover ourselves.
I call Mom to tell her that we will be out all night, and she doesn’t even question me as to why. She just tells me to enjoy my night.
“I don’t have an overnight bag either. Do you have an extra toothbrush and pajamas I can sleep in?” I ask Graham.
He shakes his head.
“Oh well. Guess I’ll have to sleep naked, then,” I say as I walk off toward his bedroom.
