He laughed. “Yes, she is.”
She ran around like Samantha on Bewitched.
When she was putting away the last of the dishes, Greg turned to him and said in a low tone, “That would’ve taken us twice the time than it did her.”
“At least.”
“She
’s our dream come true.”
Grant placed his hand on his brother’s shoulder. “And we must do our very best to show her how much she means to us.”
* * * *
When she finished wiping off the counters, Maude grabbed her wine glass and walked over to Grant and Greg, who were sitting on opposite sides of the sofa. She leaned down and gave Grant a sweet kiss, followed by the same for Greg.
“That’s for being two good boys.” She grinned.
Greg took her hand and squeezed. “If I get a kiss every time you do the dishes, then I’m going to make sure every plate, bowl, and glass in this house stays dirty.”
“Then you’re being bad,” she said, enjoying the banter. “You don’t want to see what happens then.”
Grant smiled. “I might. You’ve got me curious.”
In her most serious tone, she said, “Try me.”
“Okay, I will.” He pulled her down onto his lap and gave her a kiss.
“Mmm. Maybe you should try me more often.”
“My turn. My turn.” Greg pulled her to him and pressed his mouth to hers.
“Mmm. I see I’m going to have my hands full with you two.”
Grant touched her on the cheek, and a tremble rolled through her. “I love you, Maude. So very much.”
Greg squeezed her hand. “You’re everything I ever hoped for and more. I love you.”
“I love both of you so very much.” She gave each of them another kiss. “Mmm.”
They began to kiss her neck, and they bumped their heads.
“Ouch,” they said in unison.
She laughed at their clumsiness. “I see this is new for all of us.”
“Yes. Thank you for understanding,” Greg said. “But trust us. We’re going to get this right if it takes all night.”
“Let’s hope it does,” Grant said wickedly and then picked her up into his arms. “I think we need more room.”
She wrapped her arms around his neck, enjoying the feel of his muscles next to her.
He carried her into a bedroom. “This is my room.” He lowered her down onto his waterbed.
She rolled back and forth from the motion of the mattress. When Grant and Greg joined her on the bed, the waves got even stronger. “I hate to ask, but do you have another bed in the house?”
“Why, sweetheart?” Grant asked.