Clint looked at the circled date on his calendar. He had been waiting for what felt like forever for the date. It had been 6 weeks since Mia had the baby. It was the time the doctor had said her body needed to recover. While things hadn’t been sexual between them since the day in the shower, it was all he could think about. They were both tired from all of the night feedings, but Clint was convinced that he had a shot. Things were different between them. The new parents had found a rhythm, everything fitting together so well. There was just one thing missing.
“Do you know what today is?”
Mia rubbed her eyes and yawned. “It’s Monday I think.”
He sighed. Of course she was not as worried about it as he was. Mia was in mommy mode, her hair in a bun and not a trace of makeup. Clint liked her like that though, fresh-faced. “I can’t believe that it has been six weeks since Virgil was born.”
“I know. Who would have thought that a nap sounded so good? Mom has been dying to take him. Do you think he is ready? I don’t even know if I am ready for it.”
“You should let her take him for the night. I know you are going to miss him, I will too, but we could go out. Have a nice meal.”
She was thinking about it. A little adult time sounded good, to say words with more than one syllable. “Yeah, we need to talk. Figure out what we are going to do. You can’t keep sleeping on the couch and this place is just too small for the three of us.”
Clint’s mind was already ahead of hers. He had bought a house once he had found out that she was pregnant. It was plenty big enough for all of them, but his mind was on something else. He needed her in the more basic sense. There was no time for plans when his manhood was at attention all the time. There was no relief, only teasing and need. She didn’t even know that she was doing it. Mia was still wearing baggy clothes, but he had caught pieces of her from time to time. Like right then, her large tits swayed underneath her shirt and he could still remember how they felt in his mouth.
“That sounds like a plan. How about tonight?”
She looked surprised. “So soon?”
“Yes, like you said, we have a lot to talk about.”
Mia nodded, but she was nervous about what was going to be said. She had become comfortable with him there, even though they were walking all over each other; she knew it would have been hard without him. Clint had gotten up with the baby at night so she could sleep, even changing diapers just as much as she did. “You’re right.” Mia tried to ignore the sinking feeling in her stomach. She didn’t want things to change.
He smile was contagious and she found herself smiling back like an idiot. Something had changed in him. Clint was even happier than he usually was and she wasn’t sure what had him so jovial. He had turned out to be a great father, but it wasn’t that. He was looking at her as he had before and she found it hard not to feel the same way.
“Well you relax for a bit, while I make some plans.”
She agreed, watching him walk back towards the bedroom. Mia heard the shower going and Clint in there humming. What in the world had gotten into him, she wondered.
***
Leaving little Virgil behind for the first time was worse than she could have ever imagined. She didn’t want him to go, that much was clear, but there was some things that had to be done and some time alone is what the couple needed.
Mia felt a little teary-eyed and she was thankful that he didn’t make fun of her about it. “It’s only for the night Mia. You need a rest.”
“I know, I just hate leaving him is all. Thanks for the suggestion though. Did you see the look on Mom’s face?”
“Yeah she looked happy. So let’s enjoy dinner and see what happens.”
“See what happens?” Mia giggled. “Oh I get it, it’s been six weeks. Someone is looking for some loving, isn’t he?”
“Dying for it.”
“Well at least you are honest. Do you even want to go to dinner?”
“I figure you will need your energy.”
She shivered and smiled as she looked out the window. “You always did have a way with words Clint, so romantic.”
“You don’t like romance, so I am just going to be practical. With what I want to do to you Mia, you are going to need lots of energy and fluids.”
Her body responded to his promise, never one to break it. “I thought we had some things to talk about?”
“Talk during dinner then, because I have a much better use for your mouth planned for later.”
Shifting in the seat, her thighs pressed together and she swallowed hard. She hoped her body was ready for him, because it didn’t look like she was going to have much choice in the matter. Mia was already prepared for him, but she was nervous because it had been a long time since she had been with anyone. She remembered how well-endowed he was and it just made her insides burn with more need.
“So where are we going?”
“Capellini’s. It’s the only good place around. I miss the food in Texas. Don’t you?”
His mention of home had her sidetracked from the throbbing between her legs and she was thankful for that. “Yeah I miss Texas a lot. Do you miss riding?”
He shook his head and had a faraway look for a minute. “So is the talk tonight going to have to do with going back to Texas? Are you leaving me?”
Clint shook his head. “I don’t know how you got that, out of that. How could I leave you Mia? I want you to move back home with me. I already got us a place, plenty of room.”
She wasn’t expecting that. “You want me to move in with you. How would that work, like it does here? We would all have our own room?”
“We could, but that’s not what I want and not what you want. Is it?”
Mia knew what she wanted, but she was afraid to ask for it. She wanted them to be a family, to be together forever, that is what she wanted, but it wasn’t like she could just say it. Mia wasn’t romantic; she wasn’t supposed to want the fairy tale. She had never expected it, but he felt like the fairytale. It had been too perfect between them and she was afraid that it was going to change.
“No it’s not.”
They were at the restaurant and going in before he said anything else. After being seated, Clint asked Mia what she wanted. “I like things the way they are. We work good together.”
“So you don’t want to move back?”
“What would we do there? You go back to rodeos and I stay home worrying about you killing yourself off?”
Clint shook his head. He wasn’t sure what they would do, not even thinking that far ahead. “You can do whatever you want Mia. I won’t go back to riding if you don’t want me to.”
“Well aren’t you easy. So there is no reason for you being so accommodating all of a sudden?”
“I have my reasons. I just want to go home. I will stay here if that is what you really want, but we belong in Texas. There is too much asphalt around here.”
Mia felt the same way. She didn’t like Boston too much either. It was a nice place, just not the place that she wanted to raise Virgil. “I have been thinking about it, but I can’t even fathom a move right now.”
“I can take care of all of it. I have a place for us already, it will be perfect.”
“It seems like you have everything figured out Clint.”
“Almost everything.”
“What’s left?”
“That’s for later.” His smile was contagious, his eyes full of mischief. It was hard not to smile back and wonder what was left for later.