“Will you at least think about it?”
“Hmmm, let me think…” I paused for a few minutes then answered her. “Fuck no, absolutely the fuck not. There, I thought about it. The answer is still no and gon stay no.”
“I thought firefighters liked dogs?”
“You watch too much TV babe. That’s a myth and very cliché.”
“Just think about it. You know what they say; happy wife, happy life, right?”
“Shit, my life and wife gon’ be just fine, dog or no dog. Hell, in my opinion it will be better with no dog.” I laughed, causing Ava to laugh too.
“You’re a mess!” She giggled.
Once the steaks and corn were done, I took them off the grill and put them on the plate that Ava had brought out. She took the food into the house as I closed the top on the grill. When I got back into the kitchen, Ava was just taking the potatoes out of the oven.
“Are they done?” I asked.
“Yeah, I put the oven on broil so that it wouldn’t take forever. You only had it on 350, so they would have still been cooking if I would have left them on that.”
“Girl, you know you smart. See, beauty and brains. That’s why I love yo ass.”
“You play too much.” Ava chuckled as we both made our plates.
As I sat down at the kitchen table to eat, she fixed us both some sweet tea with ice, then joined me at the table.
“Thank you, baby,” I said, picking up the glass of sweet tea and taking a sip. “Ouu wee, this some good ass tea.”
“Gold Peak is the best. Baby, this steak is so good. I swear you grill steak better than a steakhouse.”
“Thanks, baby girl.”
We sat the rest of the time in silence while we ate. Occasionally, I glanced over at her, and for a slight moment, I started to feel guilty for cheating on my wife. I loved her so much and honestly couldn’t see my life without her in it. I just couldn’t help myself. I knew that if she had any idea about what I really was up to today, she would never forgive me. And if I were her, I probably wouldn’t be able to forgive myself either.
Once we were finished, I cleaned the kitchen while Ava went to take a shower. While she was in the bedroom getting dressed, I sat in the family room and watchedDeadliest Catch. As I sat there, I figured I’d text my boy Tate to see how he was doing.
Me: What’s up my boi?
Tate: What up, fool?
Me: Shit. You free this week to meet up?
Tate: I’m off Thursday.
Me. Bet, me too. I’ll hit you up. Later.
Tate: Later, bro.
Just as I finished texting Tate, Ava came prancing into the family room looking sexier than a motherfucker. Too bad I was worn completely out, otherwise, I would have jumped her bones on sight.
“Damn, babe, you lookin’ like a snack.” I complimented, taking in the pastel pink and black lingerie she was wearing.
Ava was a very curvaceous woman. She had curves in all the right places, and that lingerie she had on was hugging her body just right.
“I was thinking more like dessert,” Ava responded as she straddled my lap.
Taking one of her hands, she reached under my shirt and started rubbing my chest. Kissing my neck, she started getting carried away and started sucking.
“Come on, bae. You know I have to work tomorrow. Ion want to be walking around with a hickey on my neck.”
