“How did you know we were coming?” I ask as I settle down next to her and hand her the plate of food.
“You guys weren’t exactly stealthy,” she teases. “Oh my god though, these pancakes…” She mimics the chef’s kiss motion, making me smile.
“Are they to your liking?”
“Very much so,” she says with a nod. “In fact, I like everything I see.” Fiona’s gaze roams up and down my body, and I groan as I lean in for a kiss. She opens up for me and I slide my tongue between her lips, tickling the roof of her mouth and swallowing down her whimper.
“Eww!” Jake yells, making us turn toward the open door. Kids. The greatest cock-blocks of all time.
“We’re done,” Fiona says, patting the spot next to her. “For now,” she adds quietly so only I can hear. Jake joins us in bed, shortly followed by Hannah.
My daughter crawls onto my lap and steals one of the strawberries from her mother’s plate. Jake poaches a slice of bacon and a sip of orange juice before snuggling up with his mom. I shake my head at my kids, though it’s all in good fun.
As I lean back against the headboard, I take stock of my family. My gorgeous, witty, kind-hearted wife, my adorable daughter, and my sometimes obstinate but always loving son surround me, filling my heart with joy.
I can’t imagine life without my Fiona. Luckily, I’ll never have to.
THE END