My Sheriff

“Mama?” she asks breathless.

“Is everything okay? It’s the middle of the night,” I ask, mom-mode activated.

“Shit, sorry. It’s only six here.”

“Language, Maureen,” I say, chuckling. I’ve picked up some habits from my man over the years.

“Geez, Mama. Are you guys ready to come home yet?” she asks. I can hear the hope in her voice. What mother could say no to that?

“Yes. God yes. I am exhausted. Why?”

“I’m getting married.”

“I know, baby,” I reply without thinking.

“What? How do you know? I literally just said yes.”

“Ethan called your father yesterday,” I explain. For thirty minutes, they spoke man to man about it. In the end Dallas had no choice but to give his blessing. Ethan loves our daughter. It’s the all-consuming kind of love we have.

“Oh. Well. Come home then. He’s giving me a week. A week. So, come home now. I need you. Please I need you,” she begs. She sounds overwhelmed.

“Alright. We’ll leave tomorrow,” I say laughing. Boy, does Ethan have it bad. At least I had two weeks to prepare.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you. I love you, mama. Fly safe.”

“I love you too. See you soon,” I say, hanging up.

“She said yes?” Dallas’ sleep-filled voice reaches my ears.

“She did. I was her first call. She needs me.”

“I knew she would. We leave at noon tomorrow.”

“I knew I married you for a reason,” I say, caught off guard when he rolls over me. Looking up at his face, his beard has gotten grayer, but man he’s still so handsome. After all these years, he still makes my knees weak, among other things.

“Just for that reason?” he questions, rolling his hips, his hard cock hitting my clit just right.

“No,” I moan. “All the reasons.” When he is inside me, I still lose my mind just like it’s the first damn time.

“Good answer,” he groans as he slides into me hard and slow, like he wasn’t just balls deep inside me a couple of hours ago. This life we’ve created just keeps getting better and better. When I come, so does he. Being with him has been everything I’ve ever dreamed of. When I met him, I never would have thought he would have wanted me too. After all this time, I never question him or myself. We are who we are. Love makes life worthwhile and I count myself incredibly lucky I found it so early in life.

Once we get home, Maureen is in a full-blown panic and I try to help her as best I can. She wanted a big-ass white wedding with all the trimmings, so I helped her make it happen. I can’t help sobbing as Dallas walks her down the aisle to the still popular song, “Don’t Threaten Me With A Good Time” by Panic At the Disco. It was an odd choice for a wedding song, but it’s been Maureen’s favorite song since she was a little girl and it came on from my playlist on a road trip. The reality of my last baby getting married and starting her life sets in. Once Dallas hands her over to Ethan, he sits down next to me and gathers me in his arms.

“It’s going to be okay, baby,” he whispers in my ear sending chills down my body. His voice is raspy and sexy.

“I know,” I say softly.

“I mean it. You’ll have another grandbaby soon enough,” he says. My eyes pop up to his.

“What?”

“Your daughter, the blushing bride, just blew chunks in a plant out in the hallway,” he says. It’s hard for me to contain my laughter at the image of that.

“Oh my god, did she tell you for sure,” I ask wondering why she didn’t say anything to me all week.

“Yep. Called me gramps and everything. Ethan doesn’t know yet. She’s telling him when they get to Hawaii.” Oh well, I am sure she wants to tell her husband first. Dallas just happened upon it, so I can’t be too upset.

Turning back to face the front, I watch my baby say her vows. Her sisters, Natalie, Darlene, and Molly are next to her looking just as pretty in gold dresses. All three of them in various stages of pregnancy. Our only son, Reston, sits beside me next to his wife. She is also pregnant. All the new babies of the O’Grady clan are coming soon and that warms my heart.

I always pictured myself surrounded by kids and a husband who loved me. What I got instead was so much more. Every day with my sheriff has been better than the last and the next thirty or so years should be no different.