She punched him in the arm, and he pulled her close, kissing her breathless. After, when he let her come up for a breath, he peppered her jaw, her nose, her forehead with kisses and scooped her up in his arms, ready to make good on that shower.
If there was a better way to start the day, he couldn’t think of it. If there was any better life out there, he knew he’d never find it. He already had the best of the best of the best. Colette had given him everything. She’d given him her entire heart. She’d waited for him. She’d given him that not so subtle kick in the ass he desperately needed.
She kept right on kicking his ass every single time he needed it.
And she kept right on loving him.
And he, he kept right on loving her back.
The End