“Gahdamn, girl. You’re about to have me spring a leak in my pants, li’l bit.”
She giggled hard. “Well, that leak will have to wait until I’m able to put Santino in bed.”
I glanced at my watch. “It’s been a long day. Look at his ass over there yawning. I know he’s tired.”
She giggled again. “He absolutely is. It’s almost eight. I’ll go put him down to bed now.”
“You do that. I’ll meet you up there in a few minutes.”
“You’re so thirsty, Mr. Santoro.”
“And ya pussy juices are my Gatorade, baby.”
“Ohhh. I love you, Mr. Santoro,” she professed, emphasizing each word.
“I love you more, Mrs. Santoro.”
We kissed before she walked away and removed Santino from his walker. I kept my gaze on my beautiful wife and my adorable son as they disappeared into the house. I kneeled beside my cane corso, stroked his ears, and patted his head. “We’ve come a long way, boy. We’ve come a mighty long way.”
Titan happily barked in response. My heart was full, and my burdens were light.
THE END