10 years later
“Who’s that?” Maverick points to a picture of his mother and her friend Sheena when she was back in high school. Kimber’s smiling big at the camera and Sheena is starring off in the distance. The expression on her face is haunting. A young life gone way too soon. Her death was ruled a tragic accidental overdose.
Maverick looks at me with his big green eyes that match his mother’s. “Your mom, silly.” I scruff his dark hair up. He loves going through his mother’s pictures. Most are from our summer trips. They’ve become a tradition of ours. But now that we have Maverick, we’ve bought an RV. Kimber gets lots of requests to take pictures at rallies and other club events and special occasions. My woman is so damn talented. She chased her dreams and I’ve been lucky enough to be the man at her side experiencing the world through her eyes in the photos she captures.
“I wanna see these ones.” He points to an album he knows he’s not supposed to touch. There are photos in there that could end marriages and start some wars, I’m sure. Pictures from when we’ve traveled to Bike Week in Daytona and Sturgis.
“When you’re older.” Kimber will cut off my balls if she catches me showing our five-year-old pictures of tits and ass and a few brothers mooning the cameras. Shit that’s not meant for his eyes. Not that he hasn’t witnessed it when he’s gone on the road with us. Now that he’s getting older though Kimber’s talked about leaving him at her mom’s house for some of our trips unless JB and Heather come with us along with the members of their brat pack that’s still living at home.
“Not fair.”
“You want to talk about fair.” I tickle his belly and he erupts in a fit of giggles. “You were supposed to be in bed thirty minutes ago.” I kiss the top of his head and lead him out of the family room. “Bed time, Mav. Go brush your teeth.”
I move down the hall and find my wife in her office. I knock on the door and get all clear to enter. “Bedtime, cupcake.” I move in behind her as she closes out the photo she was editing. I slide my palm along her jaw, and she looks up at me with those gorgeous green eyes. I get as lost in them now as I did the first time I laid eyes on her.