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“Son of a bitch!” I growled.
And through all that, did my husband come to check on me?
Hell no.
He stayed exactly where he was, on the floor, petting his dog.
Butthead.
By the time that I was finished turning off the oven, cleaning up the glass, and washing my hands again, my husband still hadn’t left the floor and his dog.
I gritted my teeth and pulled out a bottle of beer, twisted the top off, and drank down half of it even knowing it was one of Sam’s last ones.
He would have to make an emergency trip to the store tomorrow if he wanted more.
Thank God liquor stores were considered essential. After the days I’d been having, I’d needed liquor to survive to another day.
Setting the bottle down on the counter, I walked into the living room and waited for Sam to notice me.
He didn’t.
“Do you want something to eat?” I asked, hoping he’d look up.
“Uh, what are the choices?” he asked, burying his face into Derringer’s neck.
I narrowed my eyes. “Yes or fucking no.”
He looked up then, his eyebrows raised. “Yes?”
I flipped him off and walked back into the kitchen.
When I next saw him, I was halfway through cooking us both some grilled chicken for a salad.
He came into the kitchen shirtless, making my mouth water.
Even after all this time, Sam still did it for me.
I licked my lips, but then that damn Derringer walked up to him and nuzzled his hand, once again stealing his attention.
After throwing his beer bottle away, he walked away, and I wondered if he’d even notice if I was naked and standing in front of him.
Which got me to thinking…
Finishing up my chicken, I put it on a plate to cool, then started to strip out of the clothes that I’d just put on after my shower.
Once I was naked, I walked into the room and found him on the couch, the dog at his feet, watching the nightly news.
I hated watching the news. It was so depressing.
Walking closer, I was almost to his seat when he looked up.
His eyes did that glazed thing they always did when he saw me naked, and the next thing I knew I was in his lap, his arms were around me, and he was kissing me.
Breathless, I pulled away and grinned at him. “I was wondering if you even knew I was still alive.”
His eyes turned calculating.
“I’d know it if you weren’t,” he said, flattening the palm of my hand against his heart. “I feel you right here. Always.”
