Page 68 of Spending Forever With You

“And they can wait while I correct my wife’s mistake privately.” The slap to my ass had me grinning as he left me there to finish cooking.

When he came back, it was with Skyla.

“Good morning, Hollis. I was hoping I came after breakfast so I wasn’t interrupting like I seem to keep doing.” I put on my fake smile as I took the eggs out the pan, then washed my hands.

“Good morning, no worries. Would you like to join us? The sausages are almost done,” I said, joining them.

“I have to admit it does smell amazing, but no thank you. Like last time, it won’t take me long. Just dropping off your envelopes. Congratulations on month two,” Skyla said as she produced two new envelopes with our names on them. I still hadn’t opened the first.

I reached for mine, picking it up and examining the weight. It was thicker than the first.

“Well, that’s it for me.”

“Thank you, Skyla, and please take a cinnamon roll for the road, I insist. Hollis makes the best. These even have peaches, so they’re kinda healthy,” Luke said. I put my attention back on them, hopping into gear to get it for her.

“Me too. You might as well get something for the delivery. We’re nowhere near the office. Now, Luke overhypes them like a good husband, but I promise they are good. And if you don’t, he’ll eat them all and blame me for the extra workout in the gym.” I was in motion to the sink to wash my hands once more so I could package one up for her.

Skyla chuckled. “Okay, thank you. This is definitely going to help me push through my morning.” I put the cinnamon roll in a plastic container then grabbed a paper towel for her too.

“I’ma keep saying it, y’all are my favorite thus far. See y’all next month,” she said once she had the container in hand.

While they left me in the kitchen, I turned off the sausages, taking them out then going back to the thicker envelope, now curious what was inside.

I mean, obviously it’s a letter, Hollis, but what would Jimmy have to say in six letters and this intense.

I grabbed mine and headed to the living room where I stashed the other in the ottoman, comparing the two.

I had to be in there for a minute, because by the time Luke joined me, he had a plate with three more cinnamon rolls plus the eggs and sausages. I just shook my head because I knew this was our plate to share.

“What are you doing?” he asked as he took a seat next to me, placing the plate on the coffee table.

“My envelope is heavier this time. What do you think is inside?”

“They’re letters. You didn’t open the first one?” I shook my head as I turned to look at him now taking a bite of his food before he offered me a bite. I accepted the forkful of gooey goodness.

“That’s fucked up, Hershey. You don’t wanna hear what Jimmy has to say?”

“I didn’t know what they were.”

“Well, they’re personalized letters. I think you should read them. After we eat breakfast, I’ll give you some privacy. I have some things to take care of this morning.”

He brought another forkful of food to my mouth. I frowned as I accepted it then spoke with a mouth full of food.

“Wait, where are you going? I thought you were off. We’re not spending time together today?” Quickly irritated, I sounded as if I were whining.

Because you are.

I wanted to spend as much time with Luke as I could before he hit the road again, even if it was just to watch a movie in the theater downstairs. I meant it when I told him my favorite thing to do was just being with him.

“Baby, and we will. I promise I won’t be gone long. You’ll have me for the rest of the day. We officially have a date planned. ’Member, it’s our anniversary season.”

I playfully rolled my eyes as a goofy grin formed on my face.

“I’m still not buying you shit, Luke.” He laughed, flashing his dazzling smile as he presented me with my next bite.

“Damn, a nigga can’t even get a gift with my own money? That’s fucked up, Hershey. Don’t worry though, I’m going big for you.”

“You better,” I joked as I accepted my next bite of food, cuddling up to him on the couch.