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“I’m at the hardware store, honey… Well. Iwas,” I confess. My phone is pinned to my ear with my shoulder, my hands full of sexy French Lingerie.
“So what do you need to know ‘red or white’ for?” May asks, sounding confused but making my decision a lot easier.
“All of these,” I tell the cashier, emptying the bundle onto the counter as she raises a brow.
“Uhhh. It’s nothing, honey. I’ll be home in a bit. You’re not up that ladder again, I hope?” I caution her, drawing attention away from myself, buying her some more nice things.
Not because she expects them, but because I just know how much she enjoys little surprises like this.
And I enjoy tearing them off her with my teeth.
I’m picturing May up that damned ladder again, though. A smudge of paint on her cheek and those overalls she wears when she’s working on the house.
Faded denim overalls and nothing else.
It’s part of the reason I’m rushing home, but I keep telling her not to go up and down ladders when I’m not there.
Not with the precious cargo she’s carrying.
“Honey?” I ask her in a commanding tone, hearing her giggle once she’s down the ladder.
“I gotta dosomethingwhile you’re gone,” she groans. “And it’s gonna rain tomorrow. I just wanted to get another coat of paint on those eaves you put up last week.”
My little virgin turned house renovator.
God, I love her.
“Well, just wait ‘til I get there, will ya. I’m like ten…fifteen minutes away.”
I'm heading home with a truckload of building supplies and even more paint, a fresh wardrobe of lingerie for my girl, and a take-out dinner we can eat anytime.
We’ve spent more time in the old place, especially since we started fixing up the outside. May and I have fallen in love with the house.
Steve minds my place whenever he’s working his business on the coast, and we keep an eye on his place whenever he’s away, which is more and more these days.
He was slow to warm to the idea of May and me lasting as a couple. But he melted like butter once we told him the good news about her being pregnant.
The happiest grandpa-to-be I’ve ever seen.
And with her baby bump showing, it’s dawned on me that anything stressful or potentially dangerous should be banned for the time being. I need to be satisfied that May’s got everything she needs to be comfortable, healthy, safe, and happy while our little baby grows inside her.
And while I’m mindful of my own safety, I always notice my belly itch and my foot a little heavier on the gas on the rare occasions I do go out and leave May on her own, which is never longer than I really need to.
Today I wanted to go alone so I could surprise her with some new underwear.
Oh. And a little something else, but that can wait until after dinner.
She’s been complaining about getting ‘fat.’ Whatever that means, I still can’t see it myself.
She’s tiny compared to me, if anything, that baby bump is the hottest damn thing I’ve ever seen her wearing.
I can’t wait for her to get bigger.
I can’t wait to be a dad.
But a dad needs a wife. Hence today’s little trip to the hardware store, among other places.
Reaching home in record time, I do a double take when I see that she’s been up that ladder. The eaves are freshly painted, making the place look like a million bucks already.
