He held her tightly while pushing her up against the wall. Her arms were around his neck. Her hands tangled in his hair while they tried to catch their breaths. He pulled away from her slightly, letting her down to stand on her own, but not too far away from him. Looking into her gray eyes, filled with love.
“I love you, Isobel.” He said, kissing her. His tongue licked her lips, asking for permission. She gave in freely. Their kisses intertwined while they explored each other’s mouths.
WALKING INTO THE HOUSE he could feel his wife’s magic spark in the air.
“Melissa! Honey … I’m home … Will you make me a sandwich please?” Frank tested the waters.
“UGH!! How can you ask such a thing after what I had to endure this morning??!! Watching a daughter of mine that has been taught to honour and
