Our Love Goes On and On

Creep

"Baby, I want to go out."

He rolled his eyes and hopped onto their counter top. "Babe, no."

"No kids, Ro, why not?"

She pouted and stood in between his legs, "I'm tired of being in the house."

"Where would we even go?"

"Out!" Her eyes lit up, "We can go to that club Dean always talks about."

"Hell no."

"Oh, come on!"

"I know you like that stuff, but I'm more of a bar type of guy."

She poked her lip out, "You used to be fun."

"I'm fun."

"Why won't you leave the house with me?"

"I'm fine inside."

"We've been inside since Wednesday."

"What's wrong with that?"

"It's Saturday!" She groaned and rubbed his legs, "Roman."

"Yes?"

"Wanna have sex?"

His face scrunched up, "What?"

"I'm desperate!"

"You want to get out the house that much?"

He rolled his eyes and hopped down from the counter, "Fine. But I'm getting my sex when we get home."

"Perfect!" She squealed and ran up the steps to go get ready.

He came upstairs shortly after and they began to get ready.

It wasn't a suit and tie type of night, but Roman cleaned up well. Some nice jeans and a good Polo shirt always did the trick.

His wife on the other hand, put on a short dress with her hair up how she knew he liked. She smelt like his favorite fragrance and the heels she wore only brought her up a few more inches, nowhere close to his height.

Roman took every opportunity he could to tell her how beautiful she looked, just to see that blush she'd give.

On their way to the restaurant they'd decided on, his hand rested on the arm rest as they drove in silence. Her hand crept up next to his, and soon it was holding onto his.

"Thank you."

"For what?"

"Coming out with me."

She couldn't see it, but he smiled a little. He knew why she wanted to leave the house, to get away, start living her life again, but Roman smiled at knowing that she wanted to do all of that with him.

"What do you think you want, Ro?"

"Probably the salmon."

"You always get salmon, no matter where we go."

"I always get fish, babe, it's not always salmon."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." She giggled and heard her phone begin to ring. She didn't even bother to look and see who it was, "Hello?"

"Hey, Chase, it's Steph."

She froze, "Uh, hey, what's up?"

"Are you busy? Is this a bad time?"

"Uh, no, go ahead." Chase could see her husband eyeing her from across the table, "I'll be right back, Ro."

She got up and went outside the restaurant, "I'm sorry, I didn't know your husband was there."