I giggled as the thought crossed my mind. Curled under the covers, sated and satisfied, I sighed at how well Jett and I meshed in bed. The way my body had responded when he was around for years, I’d had a feeling things would be good between us.
I’d been wrong.
They weren’t just good; they were fan-freaking-tastic.
Hearing the shower kick on, I couldn’t help but wonder why I hadn’t gotten up right away to join my husband as he cleaned himself off. I’d been so relaxed that I couldn’t get myself to move, but I was thinking that had been a mistake.
It’s not too late.
I was startled when my cell phone rang on the table next to the bed. I rolled over—slightly, but pleasantly sore in all the right places—at the sound of Ruby’s ringtone. We’d all come up with a song for each lady and had programmed it into our phones. So, I was currently answering the call to the sound and lyrics of “Oh, Pretty Woman” by Roy Orbison.
My sister-in-law was more than just pretty; she wasgorgeous and was still sought out for modeling gigs which she did from time to time. I laughed as I grabbed the phone, thinking about us all going rounds about who got what song. It had been fun, but anytime all the ladies got together, it usually was.
Accepting the FaceTime request, my son’s face filled the screen.
“Hi, Mom!” His smile shot warmth to my heart. “Wow, you’re in bed before me?”
I’d just been thinking of getting out and joining my guy in the shower, but that would have to wait for another time. Griffin would probably be hitting the hay soon, so we needed to say our goodnights.
“I was just resting, but I’ll probably go to sleep soon. Are you all ready for bed?”
He tried moving the phone down his body, but it was too close to him and wobbled all over the place. “Yup, already got my jammies on.”
“Which ones are you wearing tonight? I couldn’t see them.”
With the phone back on his face, he scrunched up his nose. “You need glasses,” he told me.
Autumn squeezed her head into the frame. “Hi, Auntie Patience.”
“Hey, sweetie. Are you and Griffin having fun hanging out?”
She was nodding her head vigorously. “Yes. I miss you guys. Can you all move back in with us, Jett too?”
Griffin started bouncing up and down, the phone moving with him, and I could barely see the kids. “Yes, let's move back in!” he shouted.
“Whoa.” Lyric’s deep voice came through the line, a chuckle following. “What are you all so excited about?”
I could hear them telling Lyric that we were moving backin. We’d been talking about it, but honestly, I wasn’t sure what was happening. I did love having the kids close.
“Is that so?” Lyric asked.
“Yup,” they both answered in unison.
Then Ruby’s voice came in from the background. “You two are silly. Say goodnight to your mom and your aunt so I can have a turn talking to her.”
The bouncing stopped, and Griffin and Autumn’s sweet faces once again filled the screen.
“Night,” Autumn said, and then she was gone.
All of a sudden, the joy from moments before shifted, and Griffin looked like he was about to cry. “When are you and Daddy coming home?”
My heart took a tumble at the sad note in his voice.
“By the end of the week. It won’t be long.”
He let out a small sigh. “Okay. Can I talk to my daddy?”
It wasn’t often that we’d hear mommy and daddy used anymore, mostly just when he was sad. Lately it had changed to mom or dad when he called out or talked about us. My little man was growing up, and being around the older kids, he tended to mimic what they did or said. So, it was a blessing that all our friends had great children, and he was learning from them.
