“Happy Anniversary.” Tucking myself away, I adjust her skirt, then bend and scoop her into my arms. “Round two in our bed this time.”
“Round two, shower. Three in the bed, or maybe in the kitchen again.”
“I’m so damn lucky. I need to thank your sister.”
“You do every anniversary.”
“That’s because she brought you right to me.” I’m forever grateful that on my last day teaching that I met the love of my life.
THE END