Something I’ve been waiting for.
“Xander Philip Kope!” she yelled.
The kids looked at one another and then raced out of the house.
I smiled, then I called out, “Yeah, baby?”
“Where’s my fucking cheeseburger?”
At her words, I froze.
Oh. Shit.
That wasn’t the particular button I meant to push.
I jumped up and raced out of the house, running to my bike.
“Xander!” my woman called out.
Our kids were laughing their asses off.
I looked over my shoulder at the door that she had just stepped out of, with her hands on her glorious hips that I fucking loved.
“I’m getting you another cheeseburger. I love you.” I hurriedly said.
She visibly sighed, “I want onion rings too. And a strawberry shake. Love you.”
Then I stupidly called out, “I’ll fix the clothes.”
She lifted her brows.
I winced.
“I added a red shirt in with the white towels,” I said.
And had she not loved me like she did... I’d be dead.
***
She had eaten her burger, her onion rings, and downed her strawberry shake when she held out her hand.
I knew why.
Yes, we had a joint account. However, I was the one who fucked up the laundry.
But she had been adding brand-new towels to her Amazon cart for over an hour now.
I sighed, lifted, grabbed my wallet, and handed it to her.
She pulled out my card and said, “Thank you.”
“I want that one day,” my daughter said.
I looked at her and winked, “Want what, princess?”
“The kind of love you and Mom have. The kind where neither of you has to say a thing and the other already knows.”
Niko and Mason both nodded their heads in agreement.
Then I looked at my wife, who was looking at me, and winked.
Then I looked at our kids, and said, “Just make the stars in the night sky wince from the beauty you create.”
The End.
