cursed under her breath as they pulled into Anne's driveway.
Anne had company, none other than Doctor Galloway, the man she
had been dodging all week. Kevin had been riding her ass to
go to her postpartum checkup but she had been blowing it off.
Gabe would call everyday and leave a message, or call her cell
and leave a message, now he was leaving messages for Suzie.
The only problem was Bron kept telling Kevin that Gabe had been
too busy to see her, "He's delivering babies Kevin, he's
busy!" Now she would be screwed if Gabe said anything to
Kevin. Crossing her fingers, she hoped he would just ignore
it since Christmas Eve was tomorrow. Bron wondered if she should
tell Kevin now and let the blow-up take place in the car. Eventually,
he would find out but she was hoping it would be after Christmas,
way after Christmas.
Kaylin darted out
of the truck and into the house. Bron shook her head as she
unbuckled the car seat carrier. Kevin waited for Mc to back
the pick-up truck into the driveway. It would take all three
men to get the two-piece unit in the house.
Anne propped the
screen door open as Bron came in with Cooper still in his seat.
A sweater wrapped around her shoulders, as she rubbed her arms.
"What in the world is in the back of that truck?"
Bron stomped the
snow of her boots, "Your Christmas present." Handing
Cooper to Gabe, she smiled. "I made it for you."
"You did? You
made something for me?" Anne's eyes danced. Anyone in her
family could buy her things but it was the sentiment that went
with homemade gifts that she truly was a sucker for.
Kevin smiled as he pulled the blanket off of the furniture.
Anne clapped her hands together. "It's a hutch that matches
Bron smiled at her.
Anne blindsided her
as she wrapped her arms around Bron and squeezed. "How
did you know?"
Bron tried in earnest to pull out of the embrace as Anne rocked
her from side to side. "You're making me sea-sick Mom."
Anne dropped her
arms and stepped back. She stared at Bron for the longest time.
"Do you know there are very few times that you call me
Bron groaned, "I
know, I just have a hard time doing that... I miss my Mom...
and it's just..."
"It's okay dear,"
Anne grabbed Bron's face. "I understand."
Kevin shouted as three red-faced men stood holding the bulky
object trying to get it in the door.
"Oh, sorry boys!"
Anne stepped out of the way.
it, will pay dearly," Bron snapped.
"You could have
made it a little lighter," Kevin grunted as sweat rolled
down his face.
"I believe that
is how the first one was broken," Bron smirked. The long
story had been told to her by the three grown men who had broken
the first one. Anne's boys were playing football in the living
room. Kevin missed the catch, dived for it, and landed directly
into the hutch, shattering it to pieces. Jerald senior lectured
all the boys, grounded them for the summer but he never could
get the hutch back together.
than my wife with a cocky attitude," Kevin sighed as they
finally put the base unit down.
You have to help me put my dishes in it." Anne ran her
hands over the fine cherry wood. "It's a perfect match,
how did you do that?"
I can't tell ya," Bron winked at her. "Go get the
rest of it guys!"
A serendipitous smile
came over Kevin, "Slave driver." He was so glad that
Bron had fussed over the damn thing since her first time in
his Mother's house. The look on his mother's face was worth
every long night that Bron had put in on it. "I helped,"
Kevin wanted his fair share of accolades too.
Anne smiled, "Thank you baby."
"He did all
the poly work since I was pregnant."
pregnant," Gabe finally jumped as he had put a now un-dressed
Cooper and set him in front of the tree to watch the lights.
"Gabe can I
talk you?" Bron smile sweetly.
"Yeah, I wanna
to talk to you too... You've been awfully busy lately."
Kevin took two steps and was halted by a hand being slapped
into his chest.
"Go get the
rest of it," Bron growled at Kevin.
Mc went outside not
wanting to get pulled into it. He had seen and heard all the
messages from Gabe that Bron had blown off.
Kevin came out after
him, "Damn she's bitchy today."
Mc laughed knowing the letter had everything to do with it.
Kevin knew too but he was trying to lighten things up a little.
"How the hell
would I know? She's been pregnant for so damn long."
Mc cast a glance at the door, the frown on Anne's face confirmed
that she had heard what Kevin had said, "Dumb move Pop
"And who's fault
is that?" the door clanked shut.
The men moved the
sideboard in next and then the top of the hutch. The dining
room furniture was shifted around slightly and then the hutch
set in place. "Darlin'!" Kevin called for Bron.
Bron came out of
the kitchen with Gabe behind her. "Plug it in."
"Plug it in?"
Anne looked from Kevin to Bron and then back again.
"She wired it
with lights so you can show off your fancy dishes," Kevin
smiled as he flicked the switch.
Anne marveled at
the cabinet. Her fingers traced the leaded glass that had been
placed in the top doors. She was touching the gold lock when
a hand touched her shoulder. "Here are your keys. Open
Anne opened the cabinet.
As she did, she began to talk, "I'll need to get cup hooks
and have one of the boys drill the holes."
Bron gasped in pure horror. Her gasping was followed Kevin,
Andrew, and Mc laughing. "Those jackasses aren't drilling
holes into this." Bron pointed towards the top on the inside.
"I put cup hooks in for you. There is a plate trough and
saucer stands too." Bron pulled the drawer open, "This
side for silverware and the other for serving…"
Kevin walked away;
he didn't need the grand tour of the furniture. Andrew was taking
off with Mc for a while but Mc would drop him back off at the
house. Kevin approved, Bron didn't, and Kevin won.
I have a cookie?" Kaylin had her hand in the cookie jar
spoil your dinner," Kevin watched her drop the top back
on the jar with a clank. He mugged the same frown back to her
that she had just given him.
Grabbing a beer from
the refrigerator, he joined Gabe at the table, "So what
are you doing here?"
Mother," Gabe replied casually.
Kevin popped the cap off his beer and took a swig.
the Holidays and it's a nice thing to do," Gabe now was
being slightly sneaky. Anne had a long talk with him about this
and she really wasn't comfortable with her children knowing
the truth, at least not yet.
"Do you visit
a lot of ladies during the holidays?"
Gabe wasn't surprised that Kevin was now glaring at him. Kevin
was a typical territorial male, whether it was his wife, his
children, or his Mother. "Does it really matter Kevin?"
"To me it does,
it's my Mom," Kevin leveled his glare off.
"Bron has been
missing our appointments. Do you know why?" Gabe smiled
as he changed the subject to one of a different nature.
"No she hasn't.
You cancelled; she said you've been deliverin' babies,"
Kevin sucked down half his beer.
"I haven't delivered
a baby in two weeks," Gabe took a sip of his wine.
Kevin's teeth clenched as he stood up and left the kitchen.
The chair was slammed back under the table. "Witch!"
Gabe chuckled as
he stood up and went to the stove. Lifting the lid on the pot,
he stirred the soup that was simmering inside. "Better
you than me Bron," Gabe laughed. "You should have
been in my office three weeks ago." Gabe puttered around
the kitchen as voices carried from upstairs.
Anne was in the kitchen
but ignoring him for the moment. Kaylin had parked herself in
front of the television watching Rudolph on tape with Cooper
propped up next to her in his carrier. Anne stood at the entryway
and listened intently to what was going on upstairs.
Anne began to set the tables. "Why did you tell him?"
was the truth and he was coming very close to finding out our
eyes grew large, "Bron can handle it."
Bron jabbed a finger into Gabe's chest when walked back into
the kitchen. Kevin had bitched out for the last half hour.
Kevin followed her
downstairs but stopped short of the kitchen. "Oh Rudolph,"
he smiled and dropped on the sofa. Checking his watch, he was
still kicking around the idea of taking Bron out to dinner but
his Mother had dinner already on and they would eat soon. Three
quarters of the day had been blown over the letter and the gift
delivery. Closing his eyes for a moment, he wondered what was
in store for them next. Tomorrow would be busier than hell,
they both would be keyed up. Christmas morning the next day,
the kids would be keyed even more. All he wanted to do was relax.
"Dad, are we
eating at Grandma's?" Kaylin turned to look towards Kevin.
His eyes were closed and He didn't answer her. Getting up, she
went and stood in front of him, she stared, "Are you sleeping?"
Again, he didn't
answer her. She made a puss and left him. "Mom, Dad is
sleeping," Kaylin thought maybe Mom could wake him up.
"Let him sleep,
he was up at eight. You've watched Rudolph twice now,"
Bron peeked around the corner. Kevin had crashed big time.
Anne chuckled, "Eight
is early for your Dad, very early. Are you hungry?"
Kaylin pulled a chair out and sat down.
"How about you
Bron?" Anne pulled a bowl from the shelf.
As soon as Kaylin eats, we'll be heading home. I'll grab something
later; my stomach is a little upset today."
"It's late dear.
It's almost seven," Anne pushed the bowl towards her again.
Bron shook her head
no and then went into the living room. Pulling Cooper from his
seat, she changed him, and went back into the kitchen. Sitting
down with him in her lap, she watched Anne fuss over the baby.
"He looks so much like Kevin, when Kevin was small."
"He's has his
demanding appetite too," Bron winked as Cooper settled
in for another meal.
"Can I start
weaning him now? It's getting hard with work. We're going full
swing after… after… " Bron faltered but Gabe and Anne knew
why. The trial was coming up after the first of the year. Bron
wouldn't be as available for Cooper as she was now. She was
telling everyone it had to do with work.
"Sure you can.
Start him out on some Enfamil and we'll see how he does. He
is used to the bottle. Stop pumping now and use up what you
have stored. I don't think you should have any problems drying
up, you're not pumping as much as you did before." Gabe
was amazed that she had consulted him. "If you have any
problems call me. I assume that I will be seeing you soon?"
Gabe watched Bron start to twist in her chair, "In my office."
She heard Gabe and
knew that he knew more about what was going on with her than
she thought he did. She looked at Anne, who smiled. "Yeah,
yeah," Bron answer was a blow-off and the adults in the
room were well aware of it. "I'm fine, I'm breathing, no
health crisis at the moment. I have a heart and it's beating."
"The last one
is debatable some days." Mc came into the kitchen with
"Are you all
done now?" Bron questioned Andrew. "I'm going to need
you tomorrow so you can't be out goofing around."
"Yeah, I'm done."
Andrew's fingers grabbed the bowl that had been handed to him.
Anne was frowning at him, "What?"
Anne pushed the bowl towards Mc.
Bron didn't say a
word as she lifted the bowl from Andrew's hands and gave back
to Anne. "We're leaving."
"But… I'm hungry,"
Andrew whined, not wanting to get in trouble with his mother.
"Not only are
you a liar but a slob. Look at your shirt, barbeque all down
the front of it." Bron pointed to the spot. "I'm tired
of doing laundry for pigs."
Mc shook his head,
handed the bowl back to Anne, "Sorry, we're caught."
"Finish up Bounce.
I'm going to wake up your Dad," Bron took two steps.
"Oh let me,
I haven't done that in years," Anne whipped by Bron.
"I have got
to see this," Bron leaned around the doorframe. She watched
Anne touch Kevin's hair. Her hand brushed his cheek and his
nose twitched like someone was tickling it with a feather.
"Son, it's time
to get up," Anne smiled. Her fingers combed through his
"Five more Mom,
pahleeeez," Kevin whined and tried to hide his head with
"Well that would
be fine dear, but I think your wife is ready to go home."
wife… Oh," Kevin sat up and blinked. "Shit, I'm sorry."
Bron stood in the room now. "I'll drive, take Cooper out
"I'll take Cooper
out, he'll drop him. We know how Kevin is when he isn't fully
awake." Andrew began to put the snowsuit on and buckle
him in the carrier.
Kevin wasn't fully
awake until they pulled into the driveway of their own home.
Kaylin and Cooper were sleeping and Andrew looked like he wanted
to go to sleep. They entered the house and Bron froze. Kevin
walked into carrying Kaylin and almost knocked her down. "Holy
shit," Bron yelled, trying not to get trampled by the dogs.
The three of them looked around.
Andrew was even amazed. "Who the hell did all this?"
he poked his head in the living room to find that everything
was decorated twice as much as when they had left. Turning he
walked into the dining room to find the table set, for two,
and very romantically. "Oh," he backed out and went
up the stairs.
"What the hell
happened to my house?" Bron walked around with Cooper still
in his seat.
"Let's get them
to bed and find out." Kevin was grinning, Suzie had been
very busy and obviously thinking the same thing Mc had been
Each one of them
put a child to bed and walked back down the stairs together.
Kevin ambled into the dining room and picked up the note. He
began to read it aloud. "I thought after today you two
could use some time alone. I hope you enjoy it, Love, Suz. P.S.
I fired the decorator and did this myself without the caterer's
help. She only wanted to get closer to Backstreet. God I hate
that!" He laughed, "She must have had a thing for
Nick because the woman couldn't fire a goat if she had too."
Bron listened as
she made her way to the kitchen. "Probably," Bron
uttered as she opened the oven, she smiled. Two plates were
set on warm. On top of the stove was a note. "Sample menu
for tomorrow from Frankie. Love Suzie." She pulled the
plate out. "We got dinner honey!"
Kevin opened the bottle of wine. "A nice romantic night
at home is just what we needed," he whispered as he poured
the wine into glasses. He had taken the liberty of hiding all
the desserts in the buffet except for one. A little plan formed
in his mind over that particular dessert, a very good one in
"I'm so hungry,"
Bron set the plates down. "This had better be good or I'll
kill her. I can't believe I let you guys talk me into a catered
meal for the party."
Kevin pursed his
lips, "You can still cook my Christmas dinner."
"How very thoughtful
of you Lurch," Bron shook her head as they sat down to
Kevin took the first
forkful, "Not bad," he moved on to the next item and
tasted it. "This is pretty good darlin'."
"I'll be the
judge of that," Bron tried hers, "It is good. I guess
we'll keep this guy on. Plus it works into my general game plan
and Christmas gift."
"You are too
sneaky. I'm tellin' ya, it ain't going to work," Kevin
waved his fork around.
"Yes it will,"
Bron snickered. They talked about everything but the letter
as they enjoyed the quiet evening together. "What did you
get me for Christmas?"
"You gotta wait
baby," Kevin's tongue was balled up in the side of his
"That face you
are wearing scares me. This is a family party, it better be
Kevin rolled his eyes. "Besides Santa doesn't come until
cautiously watched him. He was up to something and it was Darkboy
that was playing the game. She let out a gasp of air as Kevin's
hand, grabbed the seat of her chair and dragged her closer to
hate this table, we're so far away." Kevin scooped some
of the raspberry ganache on a spoon. "Taste this,"
She licked the spoon
with her tongue, "Where's my piece?" as her eyes darted
around the table.
He had her now; he
would hold her captive over chocolate and raspberries. "Sorry
there is only one, so we'll have to share," Kevin looked
at her with a rueful smile.
Bron grabbed a spoon and sent it towards the cake. The plate
was pulled away and she frowned. "Gimme some," she
balked at him and tried again as he pulled the plate away.
"You gotta earn
it," he grinned evilly.
Bron frowned, "You
"We could go
there?" he snickered.
For a full twenty
seconds she was stunned, then she figured out that he wanted
to play. Sliding onto his lap, she smiled back. "Yes we
can," she batted her eyelashes at him.
you sweet," he raised the spoon up over his head. "But
I know ya darlin'." The laughed ripped out of him as she
frowned at him. "For every kiss you give me, you get a
she gave him a peck on the cheek, "One."
"Oh no-no, no,
no," he leaned forward.
me the chocolate!" She hissed at him, now she was getting
Kevin could see she
was getting angry, oh how he loved to play this game, especially
when she wasn't even aware she was playing it with him. "Kiss."
Slowly she licked
her lips and leaned forward, her eyes half closed, she pressed
her lips softly to his. Her tongue poked out and she licked
his lower lip with just the tip of her tongue. His mouth opened
and he wanted more. Bron pulled her head back, "Bite."
"I'll give ya
bite." The spoon clattered to the plate as her head was
now being pressed between to massive hands. His tongue licked
her lips and he kissed the corners of her mouth. He teased,
he tantalized until she began to shift on his lap. One hand
went to her leg and began to run up and down her inner thigh
until his hand rested at the juncture of her thighs.
Bron was restless,
really restless, the chocolate was forgotten about since Kevin
was now steering the dessert course and physical food wasn't
on his mind. When his hand slipped between her legs and he began
to rub ever so lightly, she began to get too aroused to play
this game in a chair.
he pushed the hair out of his eyes as he shoved the dishes away
It didn't take too
long for Bron to decipher what was on his mind, "Not on
this table." She jumped only to be pulled back down. "I
mean it Kevin, sometimes it's the male genetics, a woman and
a horizontal surface but we have to eat off this table."
He snagged her by
the forearms, picked her up, and dropped her on the table, landing
her squarely on her ass. "I'm so going to enjoy re-living
this one tomorrow in my head as my family eats from this table
knowing that I..."
Bron sat on the table,
while he stood in front of her between her knees. Her hands
flattened over his chest to push him away. "I'm serious."
"So am I."
Kevin's hands splayed on top of her thighs, leaning towards
her, his weight held her in place. The tiny hands pushing him
away were easy to ignore. His lips sought out hers, a soft nudge
of his tongue and she took his tongue into her mouth. The kissing
went on as his hands roamed up from her thighs to her chest.
Fingertips worked the buttons open on the cotton blouse she
was wearing. The feel of her breasts in his hands as he undid
the nursing bra, made him sigh with contentment. Bron told him
she was going wean Cooper, they would be his again. There was
something to be said for the all access garment, but nothing
that would be said now.
Bron wanted to protest
in her head, but her body was telling her brain to shut down
and enjoy the feelings that were building. She could feel the
slow warming start, the tingle each time he touched her. Her
chest was sensitive but at least not full. Closing her eyes,
she focused on the feeling as a small moan rolled off her lips.
A hand stroked her
stomach as his lips pressed to the side of her neck. The touch
was light and feathery. This was an indication of what was to
come and not a full assault. The button on her pants was un-hitched.
The zipper undone as his powerful body leaned over her, forcing
her back over the table.
His hand grazed the
satin underwear; he inhaled deeply. It had been awhile since
he felt satin, since Cooper, she was all cotton. Somehow, every
time he seduced his wife it was different. It was never the
same old, same old with them. He was grateful for that as he
pulled her up enough to work the jeans down her hips and backside.
Kevin was slightly smug as he seen the resistance from her subside
as she slowly caved into his intentions.
Bron didn't hear
her jeans or her underwear land anywhere, not that she really
cared. She was uncomfortable doing this, the telltale signs
of inexperience rearing it's ugly head and a dash of modesty
Kevin loomed over
her now, his hair half hanging in his face. He tugged her closer
to the edge.
Bron ran her hands
up inside his t-shirt. She could feel his heartbeat under the
palm of her hand. "Closer," she murmured as he closed
the space between them after discarding his shirt and undoing
his pants. Shoving his pants off his hips and down his legs,
he whispered something she couldn't hear. The candlelight flickered
in the room creating a romantic light that bounced off his broad
Kevin saw the sweet
and knowing smile play on her lips. The little sigh as he tugged
her even closer. The loud groan as he slid his length into her.
There was no need for assistance from her as he pulled on her
legs to wrap around him and he pulled her hips to him. "God
darlin', this is sweet," he whispered as he slowly drew
back and then pushed forward again.
Bron didn't answer,
she didn't think she could find her voice. Her throat constricted
waiting for the last cry of ecstasy to break free. Opening her
eyes, she saw the passion in his. They're eyes locked even though
hers were only half open. This wasn't hot, sweaty, and angry
sex, this was sweet, slow, and sensual. A thin film of perspiration
had formed on both of them, a filmy glow danced over the two
bodies as the candles flickered.
No words could form
when he pulled her up into his arms and sat in the chair, still
buried in her and holding her to him. With a thud, he dropped
in the chair and it jarred her and her senses back. "That
was rude," she sighed, happy that the chair didn't have
arms because that would have hurt.
good," he wrapped both arms across her back, his hands
clasped together, they snuggled. Every now and then he would
shift his hips letting her know he was still inside her.
"You have to
carry me upstairs,"
Kevin questioned not wanting to move.
"I don't want
a mess down here," she turned her head to look at the side
of his face.
he mumbled and stood up. "I'll come back down and lock
Bron giggled, "That
wasn't exactly what I meant."
Kevin laughed back and watched as her eyes flew open. "Oh
yeah, it definitely works. Round two after I lock up."
"You are in
full force tonight," she looked up at him as her arms locked
around his neck.
he dropped on the bed still holding her. "Merry Christmas
my chocolate," she watched him disengage himself from her.
"If you're real
nice, after round two, I'll give you all of it." Kevin
slid on a pair of boxers.
she laughed way too loud at him.
he split out of the room. He had to un-hide the desserts before
she found them.
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