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Jimmy
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Ilay in bed and thrill at the feel of her soft body sleeping half on mine. A night of lovemaking, a night of proving time and time again we were right; we fit.
More than twenty years of waiting, five years of planning, a year of thinking I’d lost it all.
We fit.
I look to my left, and despite the fact the room is still pitch black, I groan at the flashing 09:13. Time to get up. Time for breakfast. Then time to go home to our baby.
I know she misses Bean, but that’s okay, because I do, too.
I bring my fingers up to stroke her hair, but instead of the gentle wake I’d intended, she snorts like a pig and grumbles, “Not time to get up yet.”
I chuckle as she drags in a noisy slurp of the dribble that lies on my chest. She hitches her leg higher, and her silky softness has my dick stirring to life.
She’s perfect.
“Time to wake up, Bubs.”
“Don’t wanna wake up yet. Too early.”
“You are awake, silly. And all wet.”
With a whimper of exhaustion, she lifts to her elbows and groans at the slurping noise our skin makes as she separates her milk-sticky chest from mine. “Ugh. That’s so gross.”
I pull her back until our lips meet. “Go be a cow. Then shower. Touch yourself, I’ll come watch.”
Her eyes warm. “You’ll watch?”
I nod eagerly.
“You’ll watch me touch myself?”
“You’re my wife now, Bubs. It was in the fine print. You belong to me, so I can do as I please.” When her eyes turn to slits, I bite my tongue to stop the smile. “If I want you to shower for me, you’ll do it. If I want you to touch yourself, you’ll do it. Whatever I say, you’ll be a good girl and do as you’re told.”
She slams her fist into my stomach. “It’s like you don’t know me at all.” She slaps my leg as she stands. “If you tell me the sky’s blue, you bet your ass I’ll make it yellow just to prove you wrong. I don’t care that it’s blue, I don’t care that I’m wrong. I’ll never conform with your bossy pants bullshit.”
“That’s okay. Your ass looks nicer in the bossy pants.”
She rolls her eyes. “I think we’ve established you’re an ass man, James. You’re disgusting.”
“Disgusting?” I spring to my feet and scramble from the bed as she sprints away with belly giggles. I catch up as she steps into the shower and flips on the taps. Following her in, I step into her back, brush her long hair aside, and begin nibbling on her shoulder. “If you pretend you didn’t like it, then I might not do it again. I’d hate to do something you don’t like.”
Her breathing turns choppy as her head drops back. “I liked it.”
“How much did you like it?”
Her chest struggles to drag in enough oxygen. “Lots. Enough to make me come. Lots and lots.”
I smile against her fragrant skin. “Yeah you did.”
* * *
A little over ninety minutes after stepping out of the shower, we walk through Kit and Bobby’s front door to the sound of a crying Bean and a dancing Jack.
