A little chapter about all the moments that make Lizzie think Thats, my wife. Enjoy!
Lizzie looked up from where she was reading to see her wife hanging over the couch legs nearly in the air while looking underneath "What are you doing baby?"
"Red lost her damn ball under the couch again and I thought I could reach it."
"I like this angle. I think it suits you." Lizzie said her head tilted
"Shut up."
Jo stretched out nearly falling before doing a lazy flip back onto her feet the ball in hand "Ah-ha!" she shouted triumphantly "I got it!" she rolled the ball to Red who happily began playing with it. Jo went and got water. While she was gone Lizzie watched as Red once again lost her ball under the couch "Good girl." Lizzie whispered.
Jo walked back into the living room watching as Lizzie gave her a face "What is it?" Jo watched as Lizzies eyes darted between the dog and the couch "Again! Really?!" Jo groaned before flipping back over onto the couch groaning as she searched blindly for the ball upside down. Lizzie laughed at her
That's, my wife.
If there was one thing Jo knew how to do it was walk. Yes, there were plenty of other things that she could do but Jo knew how to walk. It was 2018 and they were at a private show for The Row. Lizzie and Jo sat together for much of the show before Jo had to leave to do some press pictures for her sisters-in-law. MK and Ashley came and sat on either side of Lizzie once Jo left.
"What do you think?""It's incredible."
"We have a surprise for you."
"What is it?" Lizzie asked eagerly
"You'll know when you see it."
The show was coming close to a close and that's when Lizzie nearly fell out of her seat. The woman walking down the runway was Jo.
God, she was gorgeous. Lizzie had seen Jo powerwalk dozens of times but this was extraordinary. Jo was a beautiful woman, to say the least. Strong frame, gold locks, piercing blue eyes, tone muscles, tan skin, pink lips, strong cheekbones, and a sharp jawline, the tattoos only made it that much better. Jo's strides were long and strong, commanding the attention of everyone. As Jo turned to walk off she locked eyes with Lizzie winking
That's, my wife.
It was a hot summer day after a nasty storm. The pool needed to be cleaned so naturally, Jo did it. In a razorback tank and athletic shorts, her hair was tied high on her head while some dark shades rested on her eyes. Lizzie sat in the kitchen just looking in awe at the magical creature she married. Jo's back muscles were on full display giving Lizzie a warm feeling deep inside her belly. It only worsened when she squatted down by the water drawing a limb up. Her calf, thigh, and arm muscles bulged while Lizzie got an excellent view of her wife's butt. All Lizzie could do was bite her lip.
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