ALWAYS BEEN THERE: A Lloyd Hansen Story

chapter forty-five

"Mom. I don't get it." Max said as he came into the living room with his homework. I was on the floor with Maeve.

"Okay." I said. I took the paper and sat him down next to me. He sighed. He looked very stressed for being in kindergarten.

"Which problem?"

He pointed the one out. He was supposed to write the word shown above.

"Okay. So you see that word? What does that say?"

"When." He said. I nodded.

"Okay. So now you write that on the dotted line."

He did as I said.

I smiled. "Good job. Is that your last one?"

He nodded. I kissed his head. "Go find daddy. Let's watch a movie."

Max got up and dragged lloyd out. He was sweating from working out.

"I found him!" Max said. Lloyd was heaving softly.

"Uhh what?"

My ovaries were exploding. He was shirtless and the panting? Oh god I think I could orgasm on the floor.

"Go put a shirt on." I said. He smirked.

"Yes ma'am."

I smirked and kissed Max's head as he got in my lap. Lloyd stood there for a moment before going to put a shirt on.

I smiled to myself. A few minutes later and Lloyd came back in, and pulled me into a short kiss. He sat down on the floor next to me and smiled.

I was lost in his eyes. Lloyd smiled softly.

"Hi." He said. I moved my head to rest on his shoulder.

I could feel the blush on my cheeks. God damn.

Lloyd moved his arm over me. I smiled. Maeve moved over to him. He smiled softly.

"Hi sweet girl." He said.

Max moved closer to me. I smiled at him.

"Mama. I love you." Max whispered in my ear. I smiled.

"I love you too sweet boy."

Lloyd rubbed his thumb against my shoulder, until he got a call.

He got up, kissing me.

I smiled as he left the room with Maeve. Max smiled at me.

A few minutes later, and Lloyd came back in. I looked over at him. His body language was different.

"What was that?"

"Umm. I will tell you later." He said. His ears were red. He was mad, but hiding it very well.

"Okay." I whispered.

•••

Lloyd came into the living room. I finished up my sentence in my book. The kids were in bed.

He sat next to me. I moved my book onto my lap and moved my hand to touch the back of his head.

"Who called?"

He sighed. "My sister. My mom passed."

I sat up. "Oh my god lloyd. Why didn't you tell me?"

He sighed and shrugged. "I don't know. It's okay."

I pulled him in. He sighed and hugged me.

I rubbed his back softly. He didn't look too good. He was definitely holding it all in.