“I haven’t seen you guys in so long,” I say looking around the kitchen that was my second home in high school. I love that it looks exactly the same as it did back then.
“Your mama told me what happened after your father died,” Enid says patting my back.
“Do the others know?” I ask hesitantly.
“Of course not, baby. Those are your secrets.”
“I think it would be a lot easier if they did know,” I say under my breath.
“Your man will fix those hooligans. Don’t you worry,” Thor says. “And if not, I’ll kick all their asses.”
“Thank you,” I say, sniffling.
I am wiping down the huge dining room table when people start coming back in through the sliding glass door. While no one is being overly friendly to me now, they are least being cordial and including me in conversations over dessert, I am exhausted by the time we are finally ready to go home. Kari has fallen asleep on the floor with her cousins and a few of her great-nieces. They are all so adorable. I am glad Kari has other children to play with who are not completely fucked up because of their upbringing.
In the car, he has the radio on, some country song.
“You aren’t talking,” he says reaching over and rubbing my knee.
“They hated me,” I say quietly.
“They did not, Lissi. Not at all. I explained it to them,” he says like that fixes everything.
“Troy come on. They were indifferent at best.”
“It will get better, I promise, or I’ll kick all their asses.”
“Your dad said the exact same thing,” I say laughing.
When we get home, he carries Kari to bed again. He’s such a good daddy, it melts my heart. Though I am sad, I want nothing more than to feel him inside me.
I get ready for bed quickly, brushing my teeth. I just pulled a robe on. When I leave the bathroom, I see Troy already on the bed, rubbing his cock. He’s hard and grinning at me. I drop the robe on the floor and run and jump on the bed. I kiss him with everything in me.
“You have no idea how much I missed you, Lissi. I’ll spend the rest of our lives showing you just how much.”
“I’d like that,” I say kissing down his chest. I have fantasized about what I am about to do countless times while we’ve been apart. When I reach his cock, I pull it into my mouth and hope I am doing it correctly.
“Fuck, baby. Your mouth. I’ve never felt anything like this,” he groans. I suck him until he pulls me off of him. “I want to come inside your pussy baby. I want to be there every step of the way this time. You pregnant again is all I can fucking think about, Lissi.” he says before flipping me on my back. He climbs over me, leaning down licking my pussy from ass to clit and back again. Over and over until I come screaming his name. He slaps his hand over my mouth, causing me to moan. “Don’t scream, baby.” He lines himself up with my pussy and slams into me. I am losing my mind. He is so good at this. In and out he moves within me. “Come for me, Lisette, my little dirty girl. Come hard.” And I do. I have no choice. I feel his cock swell before he comes inside me.
“Oh God,” I whisper as he pulls out of me.
“Not God baby. Troy. Your man.”
“My man,” I agree. We turn the lights out and less than ten minutes later, he’s out like light, snoring. I can’t sleep so I get out of bed, grabbing my robe. I check on Kari, who is still sound asleep. She has kicked out of her covers, so I cover her back up and grab her dirty laundry basket. We have been in town for less than three days, but she has somehow managed to go through what appears to be ten outfits besides pj’s. I shake my head and make my way to the laundry room. I start the washing machine and move into the kitchen and load the dishwasher and start it. It finally feels like I am doing “mom things” and I smile. I move into the living room and pick up dolls and blocks from the floor and put them in the bin Troy gave Kari for her toys. How the hell did she make such a mess in three days and why haven’t I noticed before now? I stand up and look at the mantle directly in front of me. I am surprised to see so many pictures of us from high school. Homecomings, Christmas, at the lake. We look so happy and in love, even in the early days. Why does he still have them out? I don’t really know what do with this, so I file it away for another time. I watch some late-night television while I wait for the washer to be done so I can put in the dryer. When I crawl back into bed, he pulls me closer to him and I snuggle into him.