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Snatching up the note, I read it and couldn’t contain the smile that formed on my face. ‘Honey, I know your back has to be hurting, take the pills, and drink the water. The plate has those cream cheese brownies you love so much on it. You can eat one before your dinner, which has been keeping warm in the oven, then you can eat as many brownies as you want. Then come to bed. You know I don’t sleep right when you’re not next to me. Your wife.’
Grinning, I removed the foil and took a small brownie, and popped it in my mouth, then after I took the medicine and drank the water, I took the plate out of the oven, and grinned.
Country fried steak, mashed potatoes with gravy, and green beans. Goddamn, my woman could cook was the only thought that entered my head as the flavors burst over my tongue.
After I ate, I loaded the plate and fork in the dishwasher, grabbed two brownies, killed the lights, and ate both of them on my way to the bedroom.
Seeing my woman curled up on my side of the bed did something to my heart.
Even all these years later, my woman never ceased to amaze me.
Walking to her, I bent my head and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead which had her mumbling tiredly, “I love you.”
“I love you too, darlin’,” I told her as I started to strip and tossed my clothes in the hamper in the bathroom.
Allowing the hot water to run over me, I washed my hair and my body, then shut the water off.
And yeah, I did it again, forgot to grab a fucking towel.
Shaking my head at my own stupidity, I opened the shower door and saw a towel hanging there for me.
I didn’t even have to ask or hesitate as I grabbed it and wrapped the warm fluffy white towel around my body and dried off.
The moment I had my woman in my arms, I curled my body around hers and felt her entire body heft out a sigh as she pressed her body into mine and promptly fell right to sleep.
And yes, I thanked God every single day for this woman in my life.
Most men had something close to this, but they didn’t have what I did with my woman.
And that right there made me the luckiest son of a bitch alive.
Gabby
“I want this.” I looked up from my book when I heard Madeline say that.
“What do you want, sweetheart?” I asked her as I looked at the mantle above the fireplace and saw the picture she was looking at.
“I want a man to look at me like Dad does at you in this picture.” She was talking about one of the pictures that was my favorite.
The memory of that day flooded my mind, and I recalled how it felt to have his arm around me as I led him to the exact spot where that truck had been parked and we had chilled in the water with that blue tarp keeping everything in.
I had turned in Pipe’s arms and had my Property of Pipe kutte visible and he was looking down at me with love and pride in his eyes. Stella had captured that shot perfectly.
The others were awesome, but they weren’t my favorite.
“You will, one day when you’re ready. And when that happens, I hope you realize it for what it is and hold on to it with both hands, sweetheart.”
“What are we talking about?” I looked over at my man and my son as they walked into the house.
Even with gray around his temples, he was still the most handsome thing I had ever seen.
And when Madeline told him what she told me, I watched as his protective side came out and he said in a growl, “No. Nope. No. You will wait until you’re at least thirty before that happens, and he better understand that he has to go through me first.”
And my son, being my man’s clone, said, “Add me to the list. You're my little sister, and they also gotta go through me first.”
Oh, but something later in the day had me thinking that it had already happened because apparently everyone else had missed the way a certain brother had looked at our girl.
But sure enough, I hadn’t missed it, not by a long shot.
