Gail lay on the bed, a grin stretching her face as she listened to Lucas sing in the shower. She felt tempted to run into the kitchen and turn on the hot water so she could hear his yelp as the cold stream hit him. Nope, better not this morning. She was taking a week of vacation to do some things around the house and wanted to be in town by nine. Last time she’d done so he jumped out, chased her down, and pulled her in the shower with him. It would be fun to see her handsome husband run wet and naked through the house again but.... She rolled off the bed and dressed in shorts and a tee shirt.
When Lucas entered the kitchen, Gail lifted slices of crisp bacon onto a paper towel to drain. He caught her around the waist and drew her backside up against him while she poured pancake batter into the old iron skillet atop the stove. His lips nibbled across her neck making her shiver.
“Mmmm, you taste good,” he said.
She turned in his arms and put her head on his chest. God, she loved this man. They’d been married four years, known each other a lifetime and the sound of his voice still made her heart lurch. Squeezing his waist, she shoved him back a step, smiled up at him, and teased. “You smell mighty fine to be working with horses all day.”
He laughed and started filling their mugs with coffee. “Well, a man never knows when his favorite filly might visit him at the stables.”