“You. Have. GOT. To be kidding me!” She said through a laugh as her suitcase hit the floor.
“Nope,” I teased, putting my arm around her waist and pulling her up beside me. “I TOLD you I got an extra sturdy 4 poster bed that we’d have to put through its paces. You know, to make sure it’s good and sturdy.”
“That is NOT what I’m talking about and you KNOW it,” she laughed as she poked me in the side. “I’m talking about THAT,” she pointed. “THAT right there! WHO is THAT for??”
I turned her to face me, putting both hands on her hips before wrapping them around and pulling her up against me. “THAT, my dear, is for YOU.” I kissed her long and deep, then she pulled her head back, turning to look at the swing, and laughed, eyes wide with wonder as she bit her bottom lip. Fuck, I loved it when she did that. I wonder if she knew just how much that little action drove me crazy.
“How do I even get in that thing? I’ve never used one before!” She said.