Love doesn't have to be hard

Chapter 38: One Year Later

So, Isabel just turned one, and Liam is four. They are getting so big. I can't believe Isabel is walking and saying several words.

Life is still going great with Zed and me. He finally figured out that I made him mad as hell just for the amazing makeup sex. 

He laughed and said, "So, you have been making me so mad just so we have amazing makeup sex. You know, all you had to do was tell me what you wanted. I do love the fact you only made me mad so that you could fuck me."

Our sex life is still amazing, even with two full-time jobs and two rowdy kids. Liam likes Isabel now since he can play with her. 

Zed is an amazing father. The minute he walks through the garage, both kids run to him, and he scoops them both up and kisses them. 

The kids love their daddy as well. He will sit them back down and walk over to me and kiss me. Vance's Publishing is doing really well at our office. Trevor and Krystal are expecting their second child in the next few weeks. 

Landon and Nora are also expecting another baby in like four months. Hardin is dating a new girl named Natalie. They have been together for about four months. 

She lives in New York City so Hardin travels down there a lot and sometimes will stop in to visit the kids. He published a book that I was really upset about. It talked about his past issues, and he wrote about our conflicts. 

The worst part was he wrote hurting me and losing me were his biggest regrets in his life. I watch her be in love with someone else. I watch as he holds her hand and kisses her. I watch as he fathers her children. It's hard to be in love with someone you can never have. Always standing on the outside looking in. 

I know Hardin loves our kids, and they love him. I just get so frustrated that he doesn't try to hide the fact he is staring at me. I feel he is disrespecting my husband.

When I talked and expressed my feelings to Zed about it, he said It doesn't bother me; he can look all he wants. He better keep his hands to himself. Then he wrapped his arms around me and whispered because you are all mine. 

He is doing really good at his job, the glow plants have started blooming really well. He enjoys his work and the people he works with. 

Liam will start Preschool in August I am not excited about that at all. So, I have discussed the change with Kim and Christian. They simply told me you weren't supposed to work that late anyway. So, Nine to two will be my new hours. 

Zed and I have been discussing baby number three. We have decided to stop using birth control in a couple of months and just let nature take its course.  

Krystal and I help each other out. When we want date nights, I watch their son, and they watch our kids when we go out. It doesn't happen as often simply because we have the kids. 

His dad is thinking about retiring, and his mom wants to move up here to be closer to the kids. Stephanie and Zander spend most of the summer up here, as do Emily and Robert. 

My Mom is still the same. She comes to visit maybe once a year, and we take the kids to visit her when we fly into Washington to see Karen and Ken. 

They visit our kids more than my own mom does. Karen told me they think of our kids as their grandkids and me as their daughter. I just love them so much. They are the sweetest. Since we live so close everyone gathers at our house for Christmas. 

Ken and Karen will fly in while Landon, Nora, and Christopher drive up; Kim, Christian, and Smith fly in; Trevor and Krystal join us, and so will Hardin. As well as Zed's family, we love having everyone together, and Karen does all the cooking, so we don't mind hosting.

I'm so used to not having a big family for the holidays that it always makes me so happy to have everyone gathered under one roof.

Zed enjoys the time with friends and family, but his favorite part of the holidays is seeing the kid's faces when they wake up on Christmas.  

Sometimes, the kids will climb into the bed with us and sleep. Zed always places his arms over mine so he's at least holding me. 

It should be a crime to love someone the way Zed and I love each other. We always have an amazing time together. 

In four months, we will be married for five years. Yet it seems like just yesterday. That's how you know you are with the right person when time doesn't exist. 

We are getting older, and our kids are getting older, but time just doesn't matter. I caught Zed in bed the other day and snapped a picture of him. He's gotten a few more tattoos they don't bother me. I love to trace them with my fingers; it's so sexy.

He was drunk and got a tattoo of his mother; he laughs about it now but said he was weirded out when it first happened. I said it's like a respect thing for his Mom. 

He even asked me if it bothered me that his mother was on his arm. I told him no, I thought it was sweet. I got a tattoo when I was pregnant with Liam, so far, I haven't thought about another one. 

Zed wasn't thrilled when I wanted to get one. He said my skin was beautiful and flawless, but if I really wanted one, he would support me. I am thinking of getting Zed's name tattooed on my breast or my stomach. 

I am not as small as I once was. With each child, I have gained a little weight. Some in my boobs, some in my ass, and some on my hips.  

Zed knows how it bothers me, so he makes a point to tell me how sexy I am. He loves the extra boobs, ass, and hips.

He is an amazing lover. I don't believe that anyone could ever please me the way he does. He knows all my spots and exactly what I like. Just like I know all of his. He really loves the fact that he is the only one to ever be with me like that. 

Hardin and I only fooled around. He touched me and gave me my first orgasm, and he was the first one to ever go down on me, but Zed is so much better. 

He knows exactly how to get me off. Most of the time, he will tease me to make it last longer. Which I thoroughly enjoy.

Zed loves to say, happy wife, happy life. He does make me very happy. He has given me a life most people dream of, and yet it is really my life. We are living a fairytale.  

Most women dream of a loving husband who can't get enough of you. The romantic one that will dance with you just because he wants to. Can cook and clean. Takes care and loves his kids. We really do have an amazing life.