“I don’t want to go.” He cried out, stomping his feet having me to sigh.
“You would make the worst five year old.” I said, moving higher on my tip toes with my hands working the tie really good.
“You would look so hot and I would have to climb you.” I added having him stop the fretting with his arms coming around my waist to pull me closer.
“John!” I cried out, my work undone as my arms fell away, wrapping around his neck with my chin on his neck.
“Yes my love.” He said out with his husky voice just draining me of all thought and reason. I opened my mouth to close it having forgot what I wanted to say as he tugged just a little and my legs were quickly wrapping around his waist.
“Baby you are late.” I cried out with the words soon muffled as he kissed me. I sighed,
