Drummer - Ad-Rock

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Ad-Rock's POV

"Hey love can you keep it down?" I shout upstairs to my wife who is apparently trying to wake up the whole neighbourhood with her drumming.

"Babe?" I try again, she obviously can't hear me. I put down my book and make my way upstairs.

"You sound great but can please just tone it down a little-," I get caught off guard when I see her passionately playing the drums. She's so into it that she doesn't even notice me. Her skin is glistening in the light as beads of sweat run down her forehead, her shirt is drenched. She looks hot.

She hits the crash cymbal aggressively, takes a deep breath, and ends her song. She reaches to her left and grabs her water bottle and takes a big gulp. Then she looks up and finally noticed me. "Hi Ad, what's up?"

"Just watching you play." I answer as I bring myself together and stop staring at my incredibly beautiful wife. She smiles and gets up from her stool and walks over to me.

"Any notes?" She asks as she places her finger on my chest.

"You could be a bit louder." I joke, she laughs. God, she has such an amazing laughs. I'm really the luckiest man.

"I'll remember that." She says with a little giggle in her voice. She grabs a towel from a shelf that's just beside the doorway, where I'm standing.

"You know, you're incredibly hot when you drum." I state as I watch her dab the sweat from off her face and she starts to blush at my comment.

"I'll remember that too," She says as she places her towel on her shoulder and walks past me. "Are we having Mike and Yauch over for dinner tonight?"

"Yeah." I say turning around so I face her.

"Aw shit, I have to go take a shower and then cook dinner." She says slapping her hand against her forehead as she sighs.

"Hey hey hey, don't worry about it. We can just order pizza or something, the guys won't care." I say as I place my hands on her shoulders in an effort to calm her down.

"Really?"  She says as she removes her hand and looks at me.

"Really." I say confirming everything I just told her as I place a kiss on her forehead.

"Okay, well I still need to shower." She says as she turns away and starts walking towards the bathroom. "Adam, I think you could use a shower as well."

"Huh?" I say taking in what she just said. Then I hear the water start to run and I understand what she said. "Coming."

And to think I came upstairs to ask her to tone it down.

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