Page 9 of With You

“Are you okay with going there this weekend? I want to take you to this pizza joint.”

I threw myself around him, kissing his face. “Yes, baby. Yes, I want to go. I’m fine with going. Thank you.”

Shade chuckled, laying me back on the bed. “There’s a club I want to hit up too. It’s not in Toledo. We’ll stop there on the way home.”

“Oh?” I brushed my fingers through the graying scruff on his strong jaw. “What kind of club?”

“The kind that you’ve been bugging me to go to for years,” he said, kissing my nose.

“A BDSM club?” I gasped, my body heating at the many ideas suddenly bouncing around in my head, at the mere thought of going to a fetish club with my husband.

He smirked. “Yes, baby.”

“God, I can’t wait to play with you,” I said, waggling my eyebrows. A thought came to me. “Did you and Sunny ever go to it?”

“We did. He was teaching me, but I’ve never been as dominant as him. Even with you now, where it’s just us, I try to dominate you but a part of me would rather you do it.”

My stomach tumbled over his honesty. We hadn’t talked about it much, but I knew that Shade was trying to take Sunny’s place in a way when it came to our sex life. “Shade, you do not have to dominate me. At all. We can have a vanilla sex life too if that’s what you prefer.”

“Vanilla?” A laugh boomed through him.

“What?” I smacked his shoulder. “I can be vanilla.”

“Babe, you’re dirty as fuck. There’s not a vanilla bone in your body.”

“Well...” I scowled. “Whatever. You like when I dominate your sexy ass anyway.”

Shade gave me that delicious smirk of his before lowering his mouth to my throat. He snarled against me.

I laughed at the ticklish feeling.

He slid off of me and laid down beside me, pulling me into his arms.

I pulled the blankets up and over us, snuggled up to him, and went to sleep, thinking of all the ways I could get my husband to submit to me.

Shade

The anniversary of Sunny’sdeath was coming up rather quickly and Meadow and I were heading to Toledo, Ohio tonight. I hoped that this weekend would help us reconnect and find each other again.

After everything we had been through, you would think it would come easy for us but with Sunny dying, it made us close right up. We could talk about our son and other things, but when it came to our feelings for Sunny and how his death hurt us, it was like the words wouldn’t come out. No matter how hard we tried.

“You have plans for this weekend besides just visiting the city? Any sightseeing in the books?” Angel asked, handing me a beer.

Meadow and Jay sat on a blanket playing with Andrew. Meadow would laugh, the sound piercing the deepest parts of me. The parts that mattered.

I stood with Angel while he cooked on the grill. I offered to help but he refused. “I’m taking Meadow to a pizza place I went to with Sunny and a few of the other guys. And I’ll show her around to all the spots he loved.” I left the part of the BDSM club out. Angel wasn’t stupid but I also didn’t need to scar him further. He had surprisingly been decent in the beginning when he found out his daughter was dating two guys. At the same time. Add to the fact that we were more his age instead of hers. I didn’t want to push my luck.

“You guys talk yet?”

I looked at him then. “How did you know?”

He shrugged. “Just do. It seems all of my kids take after their mom that way.”

I nodded in understanding. “I’m making it a goal to talk to her this weekend. I’ve also been considering something, but I don’t know if I can do it with such short notice.”

“What do you want to do?” he asked, flipping a steak on the grill.

I told him my idea and when it would have to happen.

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