DARYL
Wake up when I feel somethin crackle. And it ain't my exhausted bones.
What in the fuckin blazes????
I snatch up her note from where it's diggin into my cheek and squint at it....
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY CHERRY POPPING, REDNECK, LOVER BOY! 😘💋
Holy fuck....you're old!
But you'll always be my hella sexy, eye-candy, dirty old man. Who gives me lady boners whenever I see you. Hear your voice.
Feel your touch.
And I'll be forever grateful. That approximately thirteen thousand seven hundred and seventy-eight days ago?
Your parents bumped the uglies. Without the accompanying smell of burning rubber 😁
I burst into screeches of laughter. Scarin the shit out of Mutt....who leapt off the mattress like a rocket was shoved up his butt.
Oh, Jeezus. Only my missus could come out with somethin like that, huh!
Tonight, when we get home? We'll celebrate this special day....in the exact same way that you came into the world.
No yeah, yeah about it. Only promises....promises.
Thank you for coming into my life. Making me happy and loving me.
Oh, and thank you for fucking my brains out....giving us Alfie.
I'll never stop falling in love with you, Mr Dixon.
Mine!
PS. Got you a birthday cake. It's on the kitchen bench.
PPS. You got your RPG already. But here's another little pressie for you. Hope you like it? 💝
My eyelids peel apart some more. Then pop wide open along with my mouth. Once I focus on the cupla photos spread over the pillow next to my head.
Now I know why she'd asked to borrow my camera a few days ago. And Jeez....has she made good use of it while I was away or what!
In the first, she's lying on our bed. Wearing some barely-there, white lacy knickers....and nuthin else.
On her belly bump, she'd drawn a speech bubble and written 'Happy Birthday, Daddy!' in it. Must've stretched her arm right out with the camera to get most of her body in the shot 😀
The second one? Well, sorry....but yer gonna have to find yerselves a copy of Playboy or use yer imaginations.
NO! On second thought, don't yers even fuckin think of it. Get her outta yer heads right now....yer hearin me? 😈
Nearly wet myself when I pick up the third.
Looks like she was just about settled into her second pose when she got photobombed. The angle is all tilted, and her face is screwed up with laughter. Probably horror?
Because the Mutt had his tongue almost embedded up her nose.
I peer at them all again for a long time, grinnin like a Dumbass.
Make to get up and grins turn to groans. When I eventually get to my feet, I peep down at the bed. Cos I swear I've left some body parts behind.
FUCK!
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Home Is Your Heartbeat ('Home Is' Book Two - Daryl Dixon)
FanfictionSemi-mature. Completed. Book Two picks up immediately from the last chapter of Home is You. Nate is an Aussie girl who was stranded in Georgia during the outbreak. She and fellow traveler Leo joined a group of survivors in Atlanta. Nate got her firs...
