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  “Coward.”

  “But she wets me up and then has a fit when I try to get her out of the water.”

  “At least she lets you wash her hair,” Angel said with a grin. “Okay, she can stay sweaty until after dinner, and then we’ll bathe her together.” She put Cerrie on the floor and watched as she stood up without the aid of a chair and toddled out of the kitchen heading toward the den.

  “My Angel,” Ethan screamed a few minutes later. “Cerrie is turning the channels with the remote control.”

  Harrison and Angel looked at each other. SpongeBob’s loud cackle permeated into the kitchen. They hurried out of the kitchen and headed to the den. They found Cerrie trying to dance to one of SpongeBob’s songs.

  “When did she learn to use the remote control?” Angel asked.

  Harrison shrugged. “I’m more impressed that she knows what channel SpongeBob comes on. I thought I’d seen the last of him.”

  Chapter Seventeen

  “Why are you crying?” Harrison asked Angel as they drove away from the school.

  “Because my baby is starting kindergarten today. He looked like a little man in his blue uniform.”

  Harrison put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her closer to him. “You still have Cerrie to mother.”

  Angel cried louder. “That’s not helping. Cerrie’s broken.”

  He chuckled. “Yes, she is quite a handful, but her teacher loves her. Maybe we can arrange some after-care for her.”

  “I was thinking more on the line of a good obedience school. Or maybe the Young Marines?”

  “What do you have against the Corps?” Harrison asked with a chuckle. He took his arm from around Angel so he could drive. They’d both taken the day off to drive to the cemetery to put flowers on Olivia’s grave. It was hard to believe that she’d been dead over four years now. Today would have been her forty-third birthday.

  “You think she’s going to like the flowers?” Angel asked.

  Harrison nodded. Angel had chosen pink roses for breast cancer awareness. “Pink was her favorite color.”

  They were the only ones at the cemetery when they arrived, but a couple of people had started to arrive a few minutes after Harrison finished pulling weeds off the grave and Angel had put the flowers in one of the vases.

  Jeb and Trudy showed up a few minutes later, bringing pink carnations. Trudy lowered her head and said a prayer for her sister. She wiped the tears away from her eyes and Jeb hugged her.

  “She would be proud of Ethan,” Trudy said.

  Angel took out her phone and showed Trudy the picture of Ethan she’d this morning before they dropped him off at the elementary school.

  “He has short hair,” Trudy said. “He looks like a little man.” She handed the phone back to Angel. “How’s Cerrie?”

  “She’s fine and at the day care. I’m sure she and Marsha are giving the teacher a heart attack by now.”

  Trudy laughed. “I swear, I don’t know where she gets all the energy from. And she gets into everything.”

  Harrison chuckled. “And I thought little girls were supposed to be dainty.”

  Both Trudy and Angel laughed.

  “No,” Trudy said. “That is just a myth.”

  They went to a nearby restaurant for brunch after they left the cemetery. Most of the tourists had returned to their hometowns, but a few townies were still enjoying the beach and the last warm days of summer.

  “I heard you are opening another dojo,” Jeb said to Harrison as he ate his friend’s oysters.

  Harrison nodded. “Over in Pensacola. It’s scheduled to open in January.”

  “You guys aren’t thinking about moving there, are you?”

  “No,” Angel and Harrison both answered.

  “We’re thinking about getting a bigger house though,” Harrison said. “I have an eye on a house not far from the elementary school.”

  “But your house has three bedrooms,” Trudy said. “Why are you trying to go bigger? You two aren’t expecting another baby, are you?”

  “No,” Angel and Harrison both answered.

  “Two is quite enough,” Harrison said. “But they’re getting bigger and need more room. And we were thinking about turning a room into an art studio for Ethan.”

  Trudy looked at him oddly. “He’s five. Does he paint that well?”

  Angel nodded. “We’ve enrolled him into a beginner’s class at the museum. The art teacher says that Ethan shows a lot of potential.”

  “Olivia used to draw a lot when we were kids,” Trudy said. “Is Cerrie interested in coloring yet?”

  “Does trying to eat the crayons count?” Angel asked.

  Trudy laughed. “Yeah, I tried to get Marsha interested, but she just wanted to eat them too.”

  They finished up their meals, paid the waitress, and parted company.

  “What would you like to do?” Harrison asked Angel once they were back in their car.

  “I think I’d just like to go home and spend some quality time with my husband. She snuggled against him as much as the seat belt would allow.

  “I think that’s an excellent idea,” Harrison said. “You did remember to take your pill, didn’t you?” In the last month or so, he had taken extreme measures with baby-proofing the house again now that Cerrie was getting around better than he expected and getting into everything.

  “Yes,” Angel answered with a chuckle. “Can we stop at the grocery first? We’re out of bananas.”

  Ooh wee. Angel feels freaky. “Yes, we’re out whipped cream too.” He was feeling a bit freaky too.

  ****

  “Darling, I think you’re trying to kill me,” Harrison told Angel as she bounced up and down on his cock. She’s come twice already and was trying for the gold medal.

  “You can only die once,” Angel said, lowering the top of her body to kiss him. “I’m just trying to enjoy my husband’s sexy body.” She pushed herself up and ground her pussy into him.

  Harrison rolled her over on her back. “Do you still think I’m sexy?” he asked as he raised her legs and sank back into her warm cunt. It still felt as good, if not better than the first time they’d made love.

  “Hell yeah,” she said. “Ooh, yeah, baby. That’s the right spot.”

  Harrison chuckled. “Oh! That was a close one.” He couldn’t come and just leave her hanging. Harrison slowed his roll to make the moment last. Angel looked up at him with those big brown eyes and he fell in love with her all over again. “I don’t know if I’ve mentioned this before, but you have made me so happy. I was totally devastated after Olivia died. I was lost and confused about the future. And then I was suddenly out of the Marine Corps and responsible for Ethan. That frightened me more than anything. Then I met you, and not once did you hesitate when you found out I had a two-year-old child. You’ve loved him from the first moment you laid eyes on him.”

  “You two are pretty loveable. Ooh, oh, Harrison, that feels so good.”

  “I love you, My Angel.” He moved in deeper, burying his cock to the hilt. “Please don’t ever leave me.”

  “If I do, you can have Cerrie,” Angel said. “She’s broken.” She giggled, wrapped her arms around his neck, and pulled him down on her. “I love you too, Hawk. Please don’t ever leave me.”

  She offered her lips for a kiss and Harrison bore down on them, pushing his tongue into her mouth and making love to his beautiful wife. “Come with me,” he told Angel. He slid out of her, lifted her hips, and sent his dick home.

  “Ooh, I love you so much,” Angel said as she came.

  “Right back at you, darling,” Harrison said as he shot deep inside her. He sighed. Life at the moment felt pretty damn good.

  The End

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