Grabbing a beer from the fridge, I then go kick back in the recliner and start channel surfing.
Every few minutes, I look back over at my wife, my sleeping beauty still not believing that she is truly mine.
I fucked up last night. I know I overreacted. Sometimes I forget how young Sara is. She has been through so much already and she handles it all with grace.
Hell, I have seen how Terror’s old lady acts when he pisses in her Cheerios. That bitch is crazy. She found out he went to the strip club a few months back and fucking cut the nipples out of all his t-shirts. She gave no damn explanation but we all got a damn good kick out of it for about a week. She hid his bank cards on him and changed the pin numbers on all their accounts to keep him from being able to buy new shirts. Sure, we could have helped the brother out, but it was funny as fuck. I snort and have a chuckle to myself thinking about it now. I’ll have to make sure I tell him to keep Amber away from Sara.
I don’t need her giving her any ideas. Amber is the queen of pranks.
One time she put cling wrap under all the toilet seats at the clubhouse. It would have been funny if it wasn’t on chili night.
I swear the prospect who had to clean that shit up hasn’t been right since and MaryAnn refuses to cook chili now, which sucks because she makes damn good chili.
Sara starts to stir.
Getting up, I go down on my knees by the couch, placing a whisper of a kiss on her lips. When I pull back she’s smiling at me.
“Hi.”
“Hey, did you enjoy your nap?”
“It was nice, but I miss my napping buddy.”
“I know you do, but he’ll be here before you know it and you’ll be begging for some alone time.” I laugh.
I get up out of the floor and take a seat next to her, putting her feet in my lap and rubbing them as she yawns.
“I have a surprise for you.”
Her brows knit together as she stares at me. “You do?”
“Yup.” I pop the P. “Look in the driveway.”
Sara hops up immediately, running to the side door that leads to the carport.
“No way!” She looks back at me. “It’s mine?”
“Paid cash for it a few hours ago.” I took the money Tiny gave me and decided to treat Sara to a new car. She’s going to need it to take CT places and if she is serious about going to college.
Cupid gave me hell today about walking out on her last night and losing my cool. I needed it. Its why he is my VP, the brother gives good council. Sara may not want another baby right now and I need to respect that and give her time to grow. She’s younger than me and not been away from the safety net of her family until now. Here I went all caveman on her ass, like she is supposed to marry me and become barefoot and pregnant within day one of marriage. It wasn’t fair or realistic of me when she is already raising my nephew as her own.
Sara needs to know that I respect her mind and her body.
&n
bsp; Sara
I can’t believe Danny bought me a black Dodge Challenger with silver racing stripes on the hood.
“Babe, it’s too much. It must have costs a fortune.”
I grin at him as I adjust the driver seat.
“You look real upset about it,” he teases then shoots me a wink. “Nothing is too good for my girl.”
“Wanna go for a ride?” I wiggle my brows at him, itching to get on the road.
“Yeah, let’s go grab dinner.”