the photographer [c.h.]

forty

"What are you gonna get?" Calum asked, his eyes scanning the menu and I shrugged, reading over the paper in front of me. "I'm thinking chicken fingers." I cocked an eyebrow and Calum just smiled.

"You might as well be Travis, then." I laughed and he smiled, jokingly kicking my leg under the table.

"Chicken fingers are very sophisticated." He said and I laughed, taking a drink of my water.

Our waiter came back and took our orders, giving me a large smile when he left the table. Calum obviously stiffened in his seat and I grabbed his hand from across the table, watching his eyebrows furrow. We got our food after a while and the waiter once again paid a little too much attention to me and Calum rolled his eyes, angrily shoving a french fry in his mouth.

We ate in a somewhat tense silence and I sighed to myself, taking a bite of my pasta. This night is not going how I wanted it to. As we paid, our waiter, who was probably only 18, slipped me a piece of paper. I didn't bother opening it, just putting it in my empty bowl and stood up from my chair, grabbing my purse as Calum put his card back in his wallet. We left the restaurant and Calum loosely held my hand in his as we walked to the car and once there, I stopped him from opening the door.

"I love you." I said and he just looked down, a pout adorning his lips. "Calum,"

Ever since we started dating, Calum has always been jealous and insecure about how I feel about him. I never understood why because I was completely invested in our relationship, but for some reason, he was always scared that I would up and leave him. It made me sad to think he questions our relationship, but there is nothing I can do.

"Calum, look at me." I took his cheeks in my hands, making him look at me. "Who am I married to?" I asked and he sighed.

"Me." He mumbled.

"And who am I going home with right now?"

"Me." He muttered once again.

"There's a reason that I'm married to you. I don't want any other guy and especially guys who are like 18." Calum laughed a little at that. "You're stuck with me."

"I love you." Calum said after a minute and I smiled a little as he leaned down to kiss me. "Now, I am going to go back to the cabin and fuck my beyond sexy wife into next week." I couldn't help but laugh at his dirty words and Calum smirked, trailing his hands down to my butt.

"Let's go." I stood up straighter and gave him a kiss, wrapping my arms around his neck. Calum gripped my hips in his large hands and I gasped when he squeezed my butt.

"Or, we could just get in the backseat." He whispered and I laughed, shaking my head.

"You know what happened last time we tried that." Calum laughed, burying his face in my neck.

I can vividly remember the night we went to an award show a few years ago and Joy was watching the kids, so we decided to try something new. We parked in an empty lot by the stadium and attempted to have sex in the backseat of my car. Long story short, I ended up with a sprained ankle and Calum got a bloody nose.

"You have a point." Calum said and I smiled a little, toying with a strand of hair on the nape of his neck. "Let's go back to the cabin."

Calum and I got in the car and he gripped my upper thigh as we got closer to the cabin. I dug my nails into his tan forearm as his hand drifted up my thigh and we finally got back to the small house. Calum sloppily parked the car and practically broke the car door trying to get out. We ran inside and once in, he had me up against the door, his lips on mine. I smiled into the kiss and wrapped my arms around his neck as he held my hips in his large hands.

Calum slipped his tongue into my mouth and I tilted my head so that he could deepen the kiss, a small smirk on his lips. He bent his knees and hooked his arms under my thighs, lifting me up so that we were level. I wrapped my legs around his torso and he held me up against the wall so I tangled my fingers in his dark hair. Calum fumbled with the hem of my dress and got it up to my waist, his hands tightening on my waist.

After a minute, he ran his hands up the rest of my dress and they latched onto my breasts, making me moan into the kiss. He got my dress over my head and he groaned at the sight of my matching bra and underwear. I just smirked and kissed him again, kicking off my heels. Calum walked us to the bedroom, almost falling up the stairs, and I laughed when he tossed me down onto the king sized bed.

Calum climbed on top of me and I reached up to unbutton his dress shirt. He shoved his pants down and I finally got his shirt off, leaving him in black boxers. He rested his waist in between my legs and he fumbled with the clasp on my bra, making me laugh at how he couldn't get it off. Calum pouted so I reached behind my back and got it off, making him smile and kiss me. Calum swiftly tugged down my underwear and I lifted my hips, allowing him to get them all the way off.

"I am one lucky guy." Calum smirked as I flipped us over and yanked off his boxers.

"Damn right, you are." He laughed and I leaned down to kiss him before sliding down his torso.