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Sitting in his home studio early the next morning, Lindsey leaned back in the chair, staring out the window as the bright sun beamed through the curtains. They had gotten up early, sat around to watch the morning news and after their third cup of coffee, they were able to start their day.
"Linds?" The sound of her slippers hitting the hard wood floor caused him to turn back around, a gentle smile tugging at the corners of his mouth when she stepped into the room.
"Good morning, baby." He watched her trail through the studio, eyes directed at her silk pink blouse that she'd been trying to button up.
"Good morning, sweetie." She mumbled, looking up to return the grin. "I can't get these last few buttoned." she sighed, motioning towards the bottom three as she came to a holt right in front of him.
Sitting up a little more, he couldn't help but smirk as one of his hands met the back of her thigh. "I think I can help you out." His eyes fell towards her shirt as she started looking around the room.
"It's a mess in here." She pointed out, using one hand to collect some scattered sheets of music off the table. "Oh, very funny," she smirked, just then realizing that instead of buttoning up her shirt, he had started unbuttoning the rest.
He chuckled lightly, pulling her in to kiss her bare stomach. "I was just trying to distract you for awhile." He knew she was busy upstairs, getting breakfast around for the entire crew she invited over.
Her hand met his cheek, giving him a little wink. "It isn't your anniversary yet..." she lingered, chewing on her lower lip. "Button 'em up." She whispered, trying to tease him as best she could.
Nodding his head, he playfully frowned.
Tossing her head back, the sound of her contagious laugh echoed through the room as she slipped into his lap. "I have things to do." She sighed, that gorgeous, mischievous grin still trailing across her face.
Letting the tips of his fingers dance up her leg, Lindsey pulled her in a little closer. "I love you." He kissed the side of her head before she stood back up.
"I love you, dear." Fluffing her hair and turning back around, Stevie patiently waited for him to actually button her shirt this time. "Oh, since you're just hanging out down here, can you call the new housekeeper? The number is on a sticky note that I stuck to the fridge." She mumbled, watching as he fumbled with the last one. "I would call but I'm trying to finish muffins and..." she trailed off, hoping he would just do it.
"What do I say?" He lightly patted her hip when he was done, letting out a sigh as he sank back in the chair.
She smirked, traveling towards the door. "That's also on the sticky note."
He shook his head, grinning as pushed himself up to follow her up the stairs. They were immediately greeted by the sound of commotion, their children's loud voices carrying through the halls as the front door slammed shut.
"Good morning, mama B." Elise slid through the kitchen, carrying in grocery bags of orange juice and fresh fruit. "Morning, Lindsey." She added, slipping around them both to get things in the fridge.
"Good morning, sweetie." Stevie watched her husband make a beeline for the den, where he had heard the sound of a liquor bottle opening. "Are both boys here?" She bent down, opening up the oven to pull out her pans of muffins.
Her daughter in- law nodded, cracking open the Orange juice. "We picked up Levy on our way over." She motioned towards the new bottle of campaign, silently asking Stevie if she wanted a mimosa.
"Please," she chuckled softly, knowing she would need it to get through that busy morning. "I'll be right back, honey." She followed the sound of loud voices, smiling a little when she found herself in the den with her boys.
"Hey, mom." Levy wrapped an arm around her shoulder, kissing the side of her head as he handed her a cookie...
"Hi, baby." She creased a brow, wondering where he had gotten it and deciding that since it wasn't in a package, she probably wasn't going to eat it.
"There she is!" Her youngest gave her a wave, a little smile plastered on his face.
"Hi, boys." She climbed onto the barstool next to Lindsey, giving him the look... they needed to slow down already.
"Alright, here's to mom and pops." Kash was behind the bar, filling shot glasses up with clear liquor to pass to each of them.
"Thirty- six years tomorrow!" Levy held his up first, instructing the other three to do the same.
Stevie smirked, swirling her glass gently before tossing it back. "Oh, goodness." She laughed softly, throat burning as she set it back down on the marble countertop.
"How's it feel, pops?" Kash smacked his dads shoulder a little, "Still married to the prettiest woman in every room." He got a rise out of both of them, making his mother blush while he father agreed.
It wasn't long before their home was filled with people. Stevie and all of her friends were in the kitchen, finishing breakfast and chatting, while their husbands got lost in the den, pouring shots and making screwdrivers to slide through the morning a little smoother.
And then, like every anniversary in the years leading up to that one, they spent a few hours sitting around the dining room table, reminiscing. It seemed like everyone had a funny story to tell about Lindsey and Stevie... even a few not so funny ones.
"Hey?" Levy slid into his seat next to Lindsey after coming back from grabbing another croissant. "The phone in your office is ringing." He glanced across the table at his mother, who was too caught up in a conversation with Elise to even notice her husband stand up from the table.
Lindsey casually made a path through the kitchen, down the stairs and into his home studio. "Hello?" He rarely got calls on that line, so he knew it had to be something important.
"Hey," the voice on the other end caused his heart to beat a little faster... it had been a long time.
"Hey, how are you?" Lindsey fell back into the leather sofa, knee bouncing up and down as the other side grew completely silent for a long moment.
A deep sigh filled the phone, the sound of shuffling becoming pretty apart on that end. "I'm actually calling because I have a favor to ask... the both of you."
