I was sitting on our bed watching a movie with our 2-year-old. She has been grouchy and sad all day since her father left.
After the many hours of crying, she finally fell asleep due to the energy her rude antics took up.
I heard the door open and then my nervousness was cured by the rhythm of his steps walking into the house. The drop of the bag and the specific noise of his keys assured me that this wasn't some intruder but just the man we had been waiting for on what was supposed to be a nice chill Saturday with all three of us.
I then heard him walk up the stairs and open the door.
He opened the door to the darkroom with only the light of the movie lighting it.
He pulled a bouquet of roses from behind his back and a smile spread across my face.
He walked in and set down the flowers only focused on giving me as much attention as possible.
He sat down in the empty space the opposite of me and our daughter. He kissed me on the lips and whispered "How was your day my love".
I rested my head on his shoulder and said "it was kinda bad today Ruby decided that it would be a good idea to draw all over herself to give herself tattoos as she calls them so I had to give her a second bath today and after that, she went back to crying about you bring gone".
"Have you eaten today yet dear?" he said caressing your hand.
"No, I fed Ruby then I forgot," I said huffing out.
"How about we put Ruby to bed then we order something to eat and I make up for skipping out today?" he said giving me a light kiss on my forehead.
"That would be lovely actually, I'll put her In bed then I'll be down," I said trying to get up but he pulled me stopping me.
"No I'll put her in bed you just order something," Daniel said calmingly.
He then got up and walked over to Ruby and picked her up being sure not to wake her.
God I love this man.
