Open Marriage (ON HOLD)

Chapter 12

(Saturday, June 5, 2021)

"Dylan took care of the kids again last night," Zac pointed out to his wife while she exited the closet, carrying an overnight bag.

"He offered," she informed, placing the bag on the bed. "Plus, it's not like I left the house." Y/N glanced down at her husband sittingn on the bench at the end of the bed. "Why does it matter? You didn't get home till after midnight."

"So."

"What is this really about, Zachary?" she questioned, running a comb through her hair.

"I don't know," he mumbled, placing his face into his hands.

Y/N sighed, sitting in the armchair in the corner of the room. She locked her eyes on Zac while placing her black heel on her feet, complimenting her skinny blue jeans and light yellow halter top. "Are you okay with me being gone all weekend?"

Zac gazed up at her. "I have to be."

Y/N took a deep breath, rising to her feet. She knelt in front of her husband. "Look at me."

Zac made eye contact with Y/N. "I know what you are going to say."

"You do?" she asked, smiling.

"That I shouldn't feel like this because I've been with Halston the past two weeks," he began, causing Y/N to chuckle.

"No. I was going to say that if you don't want me to go, I won't. But that means no more open marriage," Y/N responded, running her fingers through her hair.

"Go..." he insisted. "Have a good weekend," Zac added, cupping her face, kissing her lips softly.

"You have fun with the kiddos," she instructed, standing upright.

"We always have fun," he laughed, watching her disappear into the bathroom.

"Of course, because daddy is so much fun," Y/N commented, coming out, carrying a few items, placing them in her bag.

"Are you poking fun?" Zac asked, gripping her hips from behind.

"No, I'm serious," she laughed, trying to bat his hands away to keep him from tickling her.

"The kids love you. They prefer you over me all the time."

"Except the twins," Zac corrected.

"Yeah, that's because I have boobs. They don't care much apart from that," Y/N chuckled, closing her bags.

"Well, they are pretty fantastic, wifey," he smirked, placing his hands back on her hips, nuzzling his nose in her neck.

"You are a little biased," she whispered, leaning back against his hard body.

"Well, I am kind of in love with the entire package that is you," he mumbled, causing her to sigh, feeling his hot breath on her neck.

"You are distracting me," Y/N giggled, lacing her fingers with his.

"Well, I'm just trying to soak up every bit of you till you leave me all weekend," he whined, placing open-mouthed kisses on her neck and jawline.

"Zac," the woman hissed, turning in his arms to face him. "I love you," she whispered on his lips. "I want to spend every minute like this with you." She caressed his lips with hers. "But...I need to go. I'm already late," she informed, dragging her fingers through his dirty blonde hair.

Zac groaned, pulling her against his body.

"Stop," she begged, knowing he was purposely trying to distract her. "I know what you are doing. Stop thinking about the time I will be spending with Sebastian. It's going to drive you crazy."