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Me: *insert laughing gif*
Sawyer: Laugh it up now, fucker. One of these days, you’ll be in the same boat, wishing it was your mouth on those tits and having to go to bed with a hard-on because you’re both too damn tired to do anything about it.
Me: You have tonight. Brian and Cindy are taking all of the kids…
Sawyer: Is it bad that I’m more excited about getting a night off, alone with my wife, that I don’t even care if he keeps everyone else in that house up all night?
Me: Nope.
Sawyer: And we’ll probably be too damn exhausted to actually do anything.
Me: *inserts laughing emoji*
Sawyer: Fucker.
Sawyer: The wife is stirring. I’m going to see if I can catch some action while the house is quiet.
I don’t even reply. I hope the guy can get a little before his son wakes up and demands all of their attention.
After setting my phone down, Riggs and I head to our deck to enjoy a cup of coffee. He runs down the stairs to do his business, sniffing out every square inch of his property and inspecting it for intruders. It’s still fairly quiet outside, even though it’s midmorning. Our neighbors are pretty fucking awesome. They all work regular hours and fill the neighborhood with kids on bicycles and lemonade stands.
Abby and I found this house the day it went on the market. It was an accident, really. We were leaving my chief’s house, celebrating the retirement of our captain – a man who had over thirty years with the Jupiter Bay Volunteer Fire Department. We were driving by, enjoying the beautiful, sunny day and admiring the great family homes in the subdivision. Abby saw the house before we were even there, and instantly fell in love with the modern brick exterior and cobblestone walkway.
What caught my attention was the realtor pounding her sign in the front yard. I pulled over immediately, to both Abby’s and the real estate agent’s surprise. The couple who built the house ten years ago was relocating out of state. They had vacated the property a few weeks before, leaving it for the agency to finish preparing it for sale.
We got lucky that day.
Monica invited us inside for a walk-through, which resulted in a private meeting between my now-wife and I on the back deck. We made an offer, and it was accepted before the sign was fully positioned in the front yard.
Everything happened fast after that. We moved from our tiny little apartment across town and started to fill the new place with furniture with weird names like credenza and dining room buffet. All I cared about was that it was something that made Abby happy, a home we could start making memories in, and maybe fill it with a few kids of our own.
The sliding glass door opens and my eyes are instantly drawn to the woman I love. She’s wearing one of my t-shirts – my second favorite thing for her to wear (or not wear) – and has a smile on her face. Riggs sees his mama and quickly bounces up the stairs for a kiss.
“Hey,” she says sleepily as she comes over to where I sit.
“Mornin’,” I reply, loving how she settles on my lap instead of the seat beside me. “Sleep okay?”
“I got lonely,” she answers through a yawn, reaching down and petting our dog. That’s one of the only hang-ups with my work schedule. Sometimes, I work nights and Abby always complains that sleeping is impossible without me beside her.
“I’m sorry, sweetheart.” I place a kiss on her forehead. “I thought you’d like a bit longer to sleep.”
“I did,” she says, wrapping her arms around my chest. I pull her tightly against my chest, loving the way the gentle breeze stirs her hair. She smells like vanilla and sunshine. And sex.
“It’s almost time to get ready,” I tell her, enjoying the quiet of the morning. The birds are chirping and the trees gently swaying. The yard is long, with two huge oak trees that beg for a rope swing and a privacy fence that does nothing to keep the baseballs from flying into our domain.
But nothing beats the feel of this woman in my arms, her gentle breath on my neck. Even with our dog’s wet nose draped across her lap, I realize these are the little moments I never want to forget.
“I’m so excited. It’s going to be a gorgeous day.”
“As long as you’re there, my day is perfect.” I know, I sound whipped, but it’s true.
“I love you,” she says softly, her voice that of an angel.
“I love you more, Abby,” I reply, turning her just slightly so I can steal another kiss. “Let’s go get ready so we can come back here tonight and work on that baby-making thing.”
She shivers in my arms, but something tells me it’s not entirely from the morning coolness in the air. “I might even suggest a bit of time in the other room,” she whispers, a giggle slipping from her lips.
The other room. The swing.
Best idea ever…
