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Pouting, she admitted, “I know.”
“Hand me the shirt from the hanger, love.”
Time was winding down and I was set to head out the door soon. I pulled the black, long-sleeved LV shirt over my head and allowed it to rest just below my belt. One by one, Anna handed me pieces from my jewelry case. It didn’t matter which pieces she chose. As long as she wanted me in them, I’d be rocking them for the night.
“You look so handsome, love,” she gloated, checking me out from head to toe as if she hadn’t stayed in the closet with me the entire time and assisted with the finished project.
Aussie made her way around the large, open space with her legs moving faster than mine most days. She was on the move and wasn’t to be stopped. We let her do her thing because we knew it wouldn’t be long before her hands were out and she was begging to be picked up again.
“I’m a married man, love. Don’t be making me blush.”
“Hmmmm. What a lucky woman she is to have you.”
“Nah. I’m the lucky one.”
I stood in the mirror as Anna spritzed my body with cologne. She was such a caretaker, she barely let me move a muscle when she was around and I needed to get anything done. I’d imagined she was the only one for so long until she expressed I was much worse than her. I cleansed her body, shampooed her hair, ran her baths, cooked and fed her food, helped her find clothes, and could perform her skincare routine on her face with my eyes closed.
Silence swept through the air, rattling my heart and hers simultaneously. We stared at one another through the mirror in front of us as Anna wrapped her arms around me and laid her head on my back. She rocked me from one side to the other.
“Worry me,” she begged, demanding I pile my worries onto her shoulders so she could carry the weight.
I couldn’t do that. She knew it and I did, too. But, that never stopped her from trying.
“I love you, Anna.”
“I love you, Mal, to the moon and back.”
I turned until my chin was on her head and her chest was against my stomach. I enclosed her body with my arms, bringing her deeper into my space. This was my safe haven. She was my heaven. She was my earth.
Leaning down, I kissed the top of her head and waited for her to arch her neck. When she did, I kissed her lips, lovingly and passionately, to the point of pain in my pants. My dick wanted freedom, even knowing that it would just be held hostage again once I was stuffed between Anna’s walls. But, that was a cell we’d both live happily ever after in—a cage neither of us needed saving from or desired to escape.
“If we walk you out, she’s going to cry,” my wife explained, both of us turning our attention in our daughter’s direction.
Long, big curls shaped her face and those extra-large eyes of hers. Her brown skin was flawless, just like her mother’s, and seemed to darken by the day. Pretty soon, she’d share my complexion and I couldn’t wait for it to finally happen. She had all ten fingers and toes and was in perfect health. It was a blessing I didn’t take lightly and thanked God for several times throughout the day.
“Yeah.”
Agreeing, I kissed her lips once more and left the two of them behind in my closet. The further I got from them, the heavier my heart became. I stuffed two fully loaded, automatic weapons in the waistline of my jeans and placed the other underneath my armpit. By the time I reached the doorway, I was fighting to open it and cross the threshold.
“My love.” Anna’s voice startled me, halting my path and forcing me to turn around.
As she descended the steps, resembling a runway model, she waved the leather box in the air.
“For Milo.”
“Aw shit,” I whispered, heading toward the stairs to meet her. “Appreciate that, baby.”
I kissed her lips a final time before kissing Aussie’s forehead and heading out of the door. The sound of my daughter’s protests nearly made me turn around a second time. But, I knew if I did, I’d never make it out of the door and would refuse to leave altogether.
You deserve it,love. Anna’s voice registered with me, staying with me up until I reached the back door of the Maybach parked outside of my house, waiting for me, with Willie inside. My driver of twelve years was possibly the only person I trusted outside of my family, Hank, Portland, and my plug. He’d proven his loyalty way too many times to count.
“You ready, Boss?” he asked as I slid into the whip.
“Nah, but it seems as if I don’t have another choice. My wife is kicking me out of the house.”
“She means well. Just looking out for you.”
“By sending me off with dumb, dumb, and dumber?” I chuckled. “Man, be for real.”
