After the contentious custody battle, Frank & Mary go on with their lives as usual. But it isn't until an eventful night at Ferg's that Frank starts to wonder if maybe his life might be missing something. Now that his niece has a normal life, maybe...
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Frank knew exactly what Joey was up to when he woke the next morning in an empty bed with the smell of fresh coffee and bacon in the air. He suspected that Joey couldn't wait to run over to Roberta's and tell Mary and Sam that they were going to have a new baby sister but she knew all too well how he liked to sleep in on the weekends.
Frank figured that she was attempting to bribe him in her own cute way with an early breakfast feast to motivate him out of bed so they could break the news to everyone together. He was on to her, but Frank didn't mind in the slightest.
In all honesty, Joey didn't need to go to so much trouble. If he listened carefully, Frank could hear Joey humming along to the radio in the kitchen and a content smile began to stretch across his face. Joey was happy and Frank loved those sounds more than anything. There was no way that he could go back to sleep even if he tried.
Frank yawned as he rubbed his eyes and followed his nose into the kitchen and found Joey in front of the stove cracking eggs into a hot skillet. She was a sight, wearing only a black t shirt and a pair of pink lace panties that barely covered her ass. Frank leaned against the door frame and watched his adorable sexy dork dance around to the radio as she cooked, and loved that this was his life now.
Frank always enjoyed these moments when he could watch Joey when she thought that she was alone. He would have spied on her longer, but once he noticed that the black t shirt she was wearing was actually his old black Triumph one, he just had to touch her. Joey wearing his clothes was a weakness of his that he was helpless to resist.
"Hmmm, smells so good." Frank hummed into her ear as he came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist.
"Well, we have a big day and I wanted to get my man fed." Joey smiled as she leaned her back against his chest and he hugged her closer with a playful groan.
Joey's barely there outfit brought back so many memories of the first time they had slept together and his heart started to beat a little faster.
Even though Joey's recovery was more important to Frank than anything, their forced abstinence was becoming more frustrating for him then he'd ever admit out loud; especially when they had the whole house to themselves and a big comfy bed that was calling their names.
But in his defence, Frank had never loved a woman the way that he loved Joey. Not being able to act on their strong connection, was the truest test of his self control that he'd ever experienced. But that being said, flirting with his girl was still better than nothing.
"I meant you, Kincade." Frank smiled against her neck and was pleased that he got her to giggle a little bit. "You smell down right delicious. I like the way you look in my clothes...and out of them, if I'm being completely honest. How'd I get so lucky, huh? My own personal sexy chef."
"I just got off the phone with Monica." Joey tried to inform him through her giggles and squirms while he playfully pretended to nibble on her shoulder and neck. Playful Frank was Joey's favourite. Well that's not exactly true, naked sexy Frank was, but happy silly Frank was a very close second.
