Lost Without You/A Jordan Knight FanFic✔️

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THEN

Austin was born on a Friday in the early morning hours of a hot August day.

Two.

We wanted two kids—a boy and a girl.

Just like our manicured lawn and meticulously painted fence, our life continued to be discreetly flawed yet picture perfect. We fought with passion. We lived without regret. And we loved to the depths of our souls.

It was why we took that RV road trip. It was why we ate ice cream for dinner every Friday night and followed it up with popcorn.

After Austin's second birthday, we took a trip to St. Louis to stay at a bed and breakfast—our first trip by ourselves since before Lucy was born. I took her to a fancy restaurant. Then we went dancing. I still couldn't keep a beat, but I gave it a solid E for effort because I loved Alice and she loved dancing.

By the time we made it to the B&B, she was a little tipsy from the wine at dinner and from me twirling her around the dance floor. That I could do ... I could twirl her, and it made her giggle like a child.

"Again!" She laughed and I twirled her again, ending in a dip and long kiss.

The room was quite nice with a big bed and a tub the size of a small swimming pool. After I locked the bedroom door, she turned, pulling off her silk scarf, eyes dancing with possibilities and cheeks sketched in shades of pink.

"Is it weird that I'm nervous?" She laughed it off, but it didn't completely hide the shakiness in her voice.

In some ways, I fell in love with her all over again in that moment. We'd become so lost in our roles as parents and responsible adults, that it was easy to forget we were still two crazy people madly in love.

"Nervous?" I shrugged off my suit jacket and toed off my shoes as if I had immunity to such nerves.

I didn't.

Alice nodded. "It's been ... a long time since it was just us. Lights on. No hurry. All night to do ..."

I smirked. "Whatever we want?" I prowled toward her, loosening my tie.

Her gaze drifted to the floor. "I mean ... we usually just slide to the middle of the bed in the dark and do it in less than ten minutes."

"Well ..." I dropped my tie on the floor and started to unbutton my shirt. "I have plans for us that will last longer than ten minutes."

God ... I hoped I would last longer than ten minutes.

She still made me deliriously crazy with need from just one look. I still felt like the thief who got away with the world's greatest heist—in a bar.

I played it cool. That was my specialty. The manly man who didn't get butterflies in his stomach.

But I did. For her ... I always did.

"Plans, huh?" She peeked up at me through her thick, mascara-covered lashes.

I nearly died. Seriously ... I had the most gorgeous wife. How I stole her ... well, it was still a mystery.

"Like kissing you here..." leaning down, I lifted her hair and moved it off her shoulder before my lips found that sensitive spot just under her ear "...while I slowly undress you." My hands moved to the zipper at the back of her dress, inching it down.

When it pooled at the bottom of her feet, I stood straight again to get a good look at her in nothing but a black thong and a sea of flawless skin covered in goose bumps.