I serve the four dishes and light the candles, everything is ready. Wine for us and grape juice for the children, I pour it in wine glasses for them, I remember loving that as a kid. Charlie comes down first, he looks like a small version of a modern man, plaid shirt, beige vest, navy slacks and loafers.
He comes into the kitchen and gives me a hug.
“Mammaw, we’ve done it!! Mummy is going to LOVE this!”
I laugh and pick him up so he can light the last candles and Izzy comes running down the stairs announcing that our guest of honor is coming so I put Charlie down and the three of us stand by the table and wait for our date.
The three of us gasp when she walks into the dinning room. She is wearing black & white oxford heels, high waist slacks, tight around her waist and loose on the bottom, a soft pistachio green shirt with a white Ralph Lauren blazer. She blow dried her hair with perfect waves falling softly around her face, she is pure light.
I help her to her sit and we all sit after, I can’t stop staring. We all nom our food and the children are ecstatic with our family date, we agree it has to be a once a month family thing. After we are done the children take us to the living room for a special show. They dance and sing for us a song that they made up for us while they were at the beach, they even had a choreography. I go load the dishwasher while the kids make up poems for Grace and when everything is clean, it’s time for bed. I pour another glass of wine for her and the kids march to their rooms, silence falls upon us.
Sitting together on the couch my heart beats a million miles a minute. I turn on the radio and a CD starts, I hope it’s nothing silly. Silence and then I hear him: “I can really explain what it is she does, but whatever it is, it’s um simply amazing…”, it’s Trey, I know this song, I turn and she is looking at me, like she is glued to her sit or trying to be glued to it so I walk to her and offer her my hand.
“Can I have this dance?”
She nods quietly and I take her between my arms swaying to the music. Her head is resting on my shoulder, arms around my waist holding her to me and I tilt her head up and kiss her soundly. My arms softly rub her sides, embracing her, hearing her soft sobs against my shoulder I pull her closer to me tilting her head one more time kissing her over and over again until I feel her arms growing weak and I scoop her up in mine and cradle her until we reach our bedroom and I softly lay her in bed, looking down into her puffy eyes I lean down and kiss her deeply, full of passion letting my body take charge of my motions as I slowly unbutton her blazer followed by her shirt. One by one our clothes fall on the floor and I lay soft little kisses around her neck, one hand running my fingers through her hair the other gently caressing her thighs.
I feel her arms wrap around me, her nails dragging down my back forcing me to arch it, deepening the kiss, pulling on her bottom lip with my teeth as I enter her feeling her whole body clench to me and everything around us disappears, we are one.