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“Well, when you ask her something, and she’s nervous about the answer, her nose scrunches up. And when she’s excited about something, she bites the left corner of her bottom lip. And when she’s mad, her eyes get even darker. It’s a sight to behold.”
My son’s eyes got wide when he nodded and then rushed to say, “I know what you mean. The other day, mom spent all day cleaning the house because your old team was coming by for the fourth. Anyway, we were outside playing, and we didn’t remember mom telling us that when we were ready to come inside the house to call out to her and wait in the mud room.”
“Instead, we both ran inside, and she had been in the bathroom. When she came out and saw the muddy footprints and our clothes with mud and dirt on them on the white carpet, her eyes got so dark. She was really mad.”
I cringed when I remembered the ass-chewing I got from her when I got home.
And I rightly deserved it.
And yes, it took everything in me to not laugh in her face.
It wasn’t because she literally reamed me a new asshole but the fact that I was still as big as I used to be, and she was still my shorty. But with more curves. And her having the balls, sorry, lady cojones to ream my ass.
Yes, I deserved it. Because she told them not to get dirty and to avoid the puddles that were in the backyard.
I however had told them to have fun, because they only got to splash in muddy puddles while they were still little.
“Yeah, I recall that day.” I held back the cringe.
Because she withheld her body from me that night. Actually, her correct words were that I wasn’t getting any piece of her that day.
That was until I woke her up a minute after midnight with my mouth between her legs. I still drool at her taste. Even though it’s been this long with her, I could never imagine tasting anything other than her. My heaven.
My daughter brought me back from the dirty thoughts that filled my mind, “We’re sorry we got you in trouble, Daddy.”
“Don’t ever be sorry, bug. Besides, I got myself in trouble. Your mother was right. Now, while I am thinking about it, how about we do something nice for her? What do you guys say?”
“Like what?” Elijah asked.
Saylah nodded immediately, “We’re in.”
“Okay, when your mother texts me that she’s on her way home, I’m going to run her a bath. Saylah, I want you to throw two towels in the dryer for her. Buddy, I’m going to trust you with carrying a bottle of wine and a glass to our bathroom. Can the two of you do that for me?”
They both nodded immediately, but it was Elijah that said, “Yes. And we will go to the game room and be quiet so she can relax.”
Saylah nodded, “Yeah, mom works hard.”
She does indeed.
Two years ago, my wife was offered a new position. Now, she’s the charge nurse in the NICU unit. Stella had gone to bat for her, even though she hadn’t needed to because Stella wanted to retire.
And every time she leaves for work when our son is home, he wraps her in a hug, looks at her like she hung the moon, and kisses her cheek.
She saved his life.
She went to hell and back for him.
And I couldn’t be more proud of her even if I tried.
Fifteen Years Later
My wife sat to my left; a tissue clutched in her fingertips. My daughter sat to my right. And the rest of the seats, two rows of them, were filled with men and women in leather.
Today, our son was graduating from college. He had a dream.
And with hard work. Study sessions with everyone in the MC, even more so with Raine, he achieved his dream.
In two months, he was going to be working for NASA.
