Dexter Jones didn't expect that Remy Starr his long time amazingly wonderful then girlfriend-now-wife of four and a half years, three months, six days would actually marry him. Finally getting the nerve to ask her scared him a little. It probably scared her even more than him cause her mothers love life flashing through her eyes for a few moments.

Despite the fear of possible ending up like her mother she agreed. Mostly cause they acted like an old married couple already half the time and she really couldn't see herself falling for someone else. Which was good until she came along.

Remy Starr-Jones did not like to share her husband especially while they were on the road. Luckily for Truth Squad after being a couple of opening acts for some big hotshot bands they were finally on their own road to success. With their own tour bus and crew Truth Squad was now on their way to becoming one of the number one bands in the nation. But Remy still didn't like sharing her husband. Even if it was for two second for a photo with a fan. It was still her husband that someone other than her had their hands all over him. She even hated their music video shoots if they had a girl who had to giggle around him. It annoyed her to no end.

Now here she was sitting jealously at her side of the bed as Dexter cradled little Annemarie in his arms cooing softly now and then at her. She was jealous of her own two month old daughter and she felt like an idiot. Idly wondering if Annabel Armstrong someone she became good friends with after being stuck in Lakeview for the last couple months of her pregnancy ever felt that way about little Ryder when her husband snuggled with their daughter. Not hearing Dexter get up and leave the room she nearly jumped in surprise when his hand laid on her shoulder and pushed her down on to the bed.

"You need sleep..." He murmured before tripping his way to his side of the bed. Deposting his shirt on to the floor Remy quickly rolled herself over to grab the shirt. "Remy..." He whined as he also dropped his pants to the floor. She left them there and yanked her own shirt over her head so she could pull his on.

"Your shirt is more comfy..." She muttered waiting for him to lay down next to her. Giggling quietly as he dropped into the bed face forward into the pile of blankets "Was today really that bad of a day?" She asked amused.

Turning himself long enough so he was on his back he yanked Remy down to him. "Shhh... You have no idea how much of a killer headache I have now..." He whined quietly. That was when Remy realized something Dexter wasn't as carefree when hung over. She suddenly burst out in giggle smirking while he whined a little louder. He was an over grown child in need of a nap.

"Oh you big baby." She muttered rolling her eyes. "I've seen you drink straight liquor and you're fine but a couple of beers with the guys and you get a hangover?"

"No... You've seen me drink straight liquor and then find me drinking black coffee for the rest of the day... However we are out of coffee and Bendo didn't help the hangover this evening." He sighed pulling her closer and resting his hand on her neck. "But you are helping it... and Annemarie..."

"Glad to know." She shrugged then turned to switch the lights off. "Better?" She asked quietly. Hearing him sigh and pull her closer she took it as a yes. Pressing a soft kiss to his forehead she cuddled into him and closed her eyes.

Yes Remy Starr-Jones was a cuddler. She enjoyed one of those nights were all they did was lay there and cuddle together. It was one of the few things she loved to indulge in.

Drabbleeeee...

excuse my awkwardness...