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I’m the wrong bitch to lie to because I investigate.
-Ember to Cheyenne
EMBER
“What are you doing?”
I looked up at my husband.
“I was trying to chop some wood, but then I decided that we should probably leave that to a man. Because I don’t think it’s possible for a woman to do.” I paused. “Then I decided that I needed a long drink after trying to find the axe. After that, I lay down in the grass and accidentally fell asleep.”
Gabe’s amusement was written all over his face.
“I always chop the wood.” He paused. “Why would you think you needed to?”
I sighed and stretched my arms up high over my head.
“Because it’s boring as all get out,” I admitted. “I’ve done everything I could possibly ever do. I’m literally drowning in boredom.”
Thunder rumbled over our heads, and I looked up with a smile on my face to see that while I was sleeping, a storm had started to roll in.
The clouds were dark and ominous.
When I looked back at my husband it was to see his eyes gleaming with excitement.
“Don’t get that look with me, mister,” I said. “You’re still covered in grease,” I countered.
His eyes gleamed as he slowly bent forward, grasped me around the waist, and then hauled me up and over his shoulder.
I squeaked in surprise.
“Gabe,” I said softly. “No.”
He ignored me and took me in through our house, to our bedroom, and then tossed me on the bed.
We weren’t as adventurous anymore now that we had kids and grandkids. But I knew this time would be different.
“Strip,” he ordered. “And we’ll go to the back porch.”
I was already jumping up and stripping my shirt off.
“Just this once,” I teased.
He lost his shirt.
“Just this once.” He rolled his eyes. “Whatever. You’ll do it whenever and wherever. You’re lost on me, Ember. Admit it.”
I scoffed. “I don’t know whatever gave you that idea.”
Then I smacked his ass and took off for the back porch.
He caught me before I’d even made it out of our bedroom.
Totally. Worth it.
When we got outside, the storm was no longer brewing. It was here.
As he sat down onto our Adirondack chair with me in his lap, he pulled me close and then whispered into my ear. “It’s baby making weather.”
