It had been a long day. As Kirsten drove up the hill in her sleek black range rover into the driveway of her quiet mansion. There was no familiar black BMW in the driveway next to her. She sighed, somewhat let down.
She turned the handle and the door opened, and she walked inside, throwing her keys on the table and falling onto the couch, throwing her forearm across her face and shutting her eyes, nursing her headache. She takes a deep breath as we hear the door open a second time, but Kirsten ignores it. A cheerful Sandy is carrying a large bouquet of roses. He rushes over to the couch's side, down on his knees, and softly kisses her porcelain cheek. She smiles and rolls over toward him.
How was your day?' she breathed softly
Exhausting.' sandy sighed, but its getting better' he replied with a grin and a kiss for his wife.
Kirsten smiled and reached around his neck and ran her fingers through the hairs at the top of his neck and reciprocated his kiss.
'I'm tired too. Dad was being a slave driver again today. I don't want to talk about that though . I just want to be with you.' she looked deep into his eyes as he cupped her face and stroked her cheek.
'C'mon' said Sandy, and in one stroke, scooped up his tiny wife and spun her around as she giggled and he started to stride down the hall for their bedroom. She threw her head back in laughter, but still kept her tight grip around his shoulders. He flung the door open and gently stood her up in his arms and kissed her again and she wrapped her arms around his neck, as his caressed the small of her back. She broke away and took his hand, and slowly walked into the bathroom to change, and he followed.
In the large walk-in-closet she hung up her suit pulled on a silk nightgown. Sandy took off his suit too, and was left in his boxers. He looked over to his wife, and, seeing what she was wearing, his smile was as big as the ocean.
She wrinkled her nose at him and reached out for his hand, and intertwined their fingers, and swayed toward him and reached in to kiss him, but at the last second, turned away and whispered in his ear .
'don't get any big ideas'
'o.. is that so?' he chased her playfully onto the bed grabbed her so she lay down next to him and kissed her through her smile. She wrapped her arms around his neck and sat up, bringing him with her.
'Sandy I'm tired tonight. can we just sleep?'
'If that's what you want then ok.'
Kirsten looked deep into his eyes and kissed him once more before breaking away and opening the covers and climbing in, motioning for her husband to join her. He turns out the light and climbs in too. She cuddles up close to him and he reaches for her hand and they intertwine fingers and Sandy's arm is wrapped around her waist. She takes a deep breath as he gracefully kisses her neck and she gently squeezes his hand. Kirsten takes a deep breath and shuts her eyes from exhaustion, and delicately whispers in his ear.
" I love you"
" I love you too."
She turned around in his arms and leaned against his chest and looks up at him. Finally he kisses her, softly, but full of love and passion, and she welcomes his gentle touch.
Whenever she was in his arms, everything around seems to vanish- physically and mentally. She was able to forget anything that was going badly in her life, and just be with him, and feel happy and safe, and secure. He made everything seem so much better, and she loved him for it. And he knew it.
-Next morning-
Kirsten loved the mornings when Sandy didn't go surfing and she woke up next to him, and he held her in his arms. This was one of those mornings, the sun streamed through the windows with a golden light, warming up the mood of her bedroom. Kirsten had woken up and noticed Sandy asleep next to her. She could tell by his calm breathing that Sandy was still asleep, and she didn't want to wake him, so she lied back and relaxed in the comfort of his arms.
Suddenly Sandy woke up, with a startle.
" Morning." He grumbled, still partially asleep.
" Hi" Kirsten whispered. " No surfing today?"
" Not in the mood." he replied, now slightly more awake.
" Hmm. what are you in the mood for?" she asked playfully.
" You" he replied, following suit with his tone of voice.
" Is that so?" she giggled.
" Yes." he started to tickle her.
Kirsten shrieked and jumped up out of the bed and Sandy chased his laughing wife around the room until he finally pinned her up against the wall and kissed her. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and his arms slid around her waist, finding the small of her back.
"C'mon. we really should get dressed. someone's got to take the boys to school." protested Kirsten.
"Not thinking about that right now." said Sandy in a sing-song voice. with his eyes closed. "Can't we just call in sick.?" he said, trying to tempt her away from reality.
" Believe me, that sounds soooo perfect right now, but we won't be able to fool Seth."
"Fine! Just say that we slept through the alarm and so we said we just be into work late and tonight we got home early. Just think. a whole day together. the house to ourselves. no work. no boys. just us. What do you say? Huh?
"Okay. sounds perfect. I'll go call my dad." She said, finally giving in.
"As long as I don't have to." Sandy chimed in with a smirk. "I'll go make an appearance to the boys."
"Ok- be down in a sec." Kirsten called from the bathroom while talking to her dad.
"Yeah dad I'm fine- I'm just running a fever and I should really just get some sleep."
"Ok Kiki- if you say so- but remember- there's a big pile of documents, among other things, waiting on your desk with your name on it- so I'd double check that temp of yours if I were you."
" I'll talk to you tomorrow Dad. Bye." Kirsten snapped her cell phone shut and turned it off.
"Well. what's the verdict?" Sandy came in from behind her and snaked his arms around her waist and kissed her neck.
"Looks like I've got a fever. maybe I should just go back to bed.." she said playfully.
"I'm not feeling so hot myself." said Sandy, going along with Kirsten.
"You should come to bed too then. I hope this isn't contagious!"
Kirsten giggled and turned around to face her husband standing behind her and planted a short, but passionate and sexy kiss on his mouth, and then walked away towards her closet.
" I think I'm going to take a quick shower." she called from the wardrobe. "What about you?" she asked playfully.
"Well I am feeling kinda dirty myself." Sandy replied.
"No buts mister- you are filthy- you're coming with me!" Kirsten appeared from the closet again and was wearing a short silky bathrobe and her golden blond hair up with a few stray strands falling softly around her face, accenting her sapphire blue eyes. Her long slender legs that were perfectly tanned and toned were visible up to her upper thigh, teasing Sandy. How could he refuse?
After spending some steamy' time together in the shower, Kirsten and Sandy retreated to a late breakfast of coffee and sesame bagels in bed.
"Now this is the life" Sandy remarked sarcastically.
"Mmmm.." Kirsten agreed while leaning her head on his shoulder and rubbing his arm until she found his hand. He gently kissed her temple, and wrapped her into a big bear hug. Kirsten speaks softly in his ear.
I love you. So much. I just want you to know how happy I am. everything in my life that means the most to me I have because of you. The boys, our life, our marriage- I wouldn't have any of it without you. You're what gets me out of bed in the morning, and what makes me smile, and laugh. You're so romantic and passionate, and you make me the same way- and whenever we are together I feel so safe, and so secure. Like now, I just want to be in this moment forever, and never have to worry about anyone or anything else in the world. Just you and me. You're so perfect, but you picked me! I'm so lucky. I don't know what I'd do without you. I don't understand how anyone can not be as in love as us- it's what makes my life bearable.Everything about our relationship. the way we don't have to talk to know what is going on, just by the squeeze of a hand, or a look from across the dining room table or when put your arm around me. oh, I don't know. it just makes everything so perfect. and I don't know what I would be without you.'
Honey you will never have to know. I'm never going anywhere- you can count on it. I love you so much- you can't even understand it- hell I can't even understand it. When you walk into the room, my heart beats a little faster, when we make eye contact- every part of me goes numb. When you smile, my stomach flips over. When we kiss, its like every thing around us just disappears and nothing else exists. You are the one that matters to me- the one I can't live without. I would take spending time with you over anything else that anyone in the entire would can give me- and the funny part is that I know that someone so beautiful and so amazing and so smart and so elegant and so perfect loves me as much as I love her. And what makes you so perfect are the little things- the look on your face when you straighten my tie, and when you take a sip of my coffee before giving it to me, and how you can't use a remote control to save your life, and how you always take my car when yours has the gas needle pointing BELOW empty. All those little things that make my day, and drive me crazy at the same time.. but I love you for it. I love you so much. I'll never leave you, or make you doubt my love for you, or let you down. I promise- your stuck with me forever.'
Glad to hear it.' she whispered softly.
"I love you"
"I love you too."
"well aren't we just a lifetime movie ending or what?" Kirsten joked.
" yeah, but a loveable one." Sandy added, straightening the rings on her finger, and then stroking the back of her hand and kissing the side of her head. She shut her eyes and leaned into him, inhaling his scent, and absorbing his undeniable charm, and ability to make her knees go weak. After twenty years of marriage, twenty years of the whispers behind her back from the Newpsies- " I can't believe she ended up with .. Him.." twenty years of her father always patronizing and ridiculing Sandy, seventeen years of wonderful, but wonderfully exhausting Seth, and now Ryan too, Kirsten and Sandy were both head over feet in love for each other. They both knew it was not a very common thing in the world anymore, and they knew that it was precious, and something that they should always be grateful of.