Survive

Chapter 29

"Mommy."

"Yes baby?"

"I gotta frow up again." she pouted.

We ran, well I did, to the bathroom where she did indeed "frow" up again. I checked her forehead and she isn't too warm but I wet a washcloth with cool water anyway and used it to softly wipe her face.

"I don't like frowing up." she cried.

"I know baby, your daddy will be back soon and . . . hey, there he is." I said when I heard the door open.

"Penny?" he called out.

"Coming."

Walking into the kitchen with my daughter I had to laugh at my husband. I send him out for two things and he comes back with four bags.

"What is all of this?" I asked him.

"Pedialyte, Gatorade, kids Tylenol, two Arizona iced teas for you, cereal for Sam, apple sauce for Lani, yogurt, two root beers for me, and a few other things." he smiled.

"You're something else, alright. Here baby, drink this." I said, sitting her on the counter and grabbing the Pedialyte.

"That yucky." she said, scrunching her nose.

"It's not, mommy used to drink it all the time. Here, just a little bit sweetie so you can go back to sleep."

"Okay."

It took me about 45 minutes to get her to sleep and by then I wasn't tired anymore. I went back into the kitchen, grabbed an Arizona, and hopped onto the counter with a bag of M&M's that I found in one of the bags. A few minutes later Luke walked out, smiling at me.

"I knew I would find you here." he said, taking the candy and putting it on the counter next to me.

"Snacks, they were calling my name." I replied, wrapping my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist.

"When exactly did you drink Pedialyte all the time?" he chuckled.

"In college when I would go on drinking binges with the girls." I laughed.

"Drinking binges? It seems like there's still a lot that I don't know about my wife."

"That's where I got the snack thing from. We'd drink Pedialyte and have some sort of snack before going to bed so we wouldn't wake up hungover."

"I see a snack that I want, too." he said, lowering his head to kiss my neck.

"Slow down slick, you seem to have forgotten that we're not in bed alone." I replied, stifling a moan.

"Who said anything about a bed?" he smirked, grabbing the hem of his shirt that I was using as a pajama.

He slid his hands over my waist, gripping tightly before moving higher. My eyes rolled a little when he palmed over my breasts. I pulled him down for a kiss . . . breaking apart to let out a soft moan.

"Luke . . . we can't."

"One good reason."

"The girls . . ."

"Are asleep and I closed the door. I'm hungry Penny, starved, and I want my favorite meal."

He lowered his hands, roughly grabbed my hips, and yanked me to the edge of the counter, pulling my panties down in one sweep. My heart rate was accelerating and after he kneeled down to spread my legs open I swore it would beat out of my chest. I felt his breath fan over me and closed my eyes. He nipped my inner thigh making me gasp and the smirk on his face was so damn sexy. The look in his eyes was animalistically hungry and it made my blood boil.