Tim 'Speed' Speedle had his wife up against the wall making love to her. Words could not describe how much he had missed her. Speed didn't like when she was away on business trips. She was an interior design and photographer. Lauren was an interior designer and photographer. "Oh god, Tim that feels so good," Lauren said moaning. "Keep going please… deeper," Lauren added trying to situate herself so he could push deeper into her.

"I can't, you keep sliding down," Speed said adjusting his grip on her body.

"Then let's move to the sofa or something or the bedroom, whatever's closer just hurry up." Lauren cupped the side of his scruffy face and kissed him passionately.

Speed looked like he hadn't shaved in three weeks. The couple continued to kiss for a few seconds before Speed pulled out of her. Lauren moaned again. Her knee high dress fell back down over her legs and Speed pulled up his pants, but left them unbuttoned.

Just as they entered their bedroom the phone rang. "Fuck, you've got to be kidding me. Can we just have one night without any interruptions?" Speed asked no one in particular.

"Baby, come on let the answering machine pick it up," Lauren said pulling him into their bedroom.

"What if it's Horatio?"

"My dad knows not to call when we have the week off so let it ring. I want to have sex with my hot husband," she said. Lauren was the daughter of the well renowned, Lt. Horatio Caine.

They decided to let the call go to the answering machine. Lauren gripped the ends of her dress and pulled it over her head before lying back down on the bed. Speed was on her lips before she could blink. "I missed you so much, Lauren," he said lustfully.

"I missed you too."

They kiss each other soundly on the lips over and over again until they heard the answering machine pick up. "Timothy, pick up this is your mother. We're here in Miami and we need you to come pick us up from the airport," Barbara, Speed's mother said.

"Come on! Are you serious?" Lauren asked annoyed as she rolled over so Speed could pick up the phone.

"Hello," Speed answered.

"Oh! Timothy thank the Lord you're home. I hope I didn't interrupt anything."

"Yeah, you kind of did, mom. Why are you down here anyway? You always call before coming."

"I know and I'm sorry, but we all got some time off from work. Plus we knew you and your beautiful wife were on vacation." Speed rolled his eyes. They were sucking up to him. "So can you come pick us up?"

"Put dad on the phone please," Speed said.

"Hello," Richard, his father said.

"Dad, can you please just take a cab? I'm kind of busy right now." Lauren kissed his bare chest sending chills down his spine; he swallowed hard. He tried to get her to stop for just a moment, but she wouldn't. She moved her body on top of his and started kissing his neck, lips, and scruffy face. Speed fought the urge to moan.

"Son, what is so important that you can't just come down and pick us up?"

"Dad, I'm trying to give you grandchildren." Lauren looked down at him and made a face. That was the first thing Speed could think of under pressure; his parents wanted grandchildren more than they wanted their restaurants to succeed.

"Oh," Richard said upon realizing what his son was talking about. "Okay, we'll take a cab. We'll see you in a little while. We'll stop and get something to eat before coming over."

"Thank you," Speed said and hung up the phone.

He found the phone cord and unplugged it then he reached for his cell phone and turned that off too. He saw Lauren did the same with hers. Speed went to go kiss her, but she put her finger to his lips.

"You told them we were trying to give them grandchildren?" Lauren asked giving him a look that her father often used when he got annoyed. Having a child right now, and in the near future was something they had already discussed, no children.

"Babe, it's the first thing that came to mind. Plus I'm not going to say I can't pick them up because I want to have sex with my wife. They'd tell me that that could wait. I can't wait."

Lauren smiled back at him. This time she let him kiss her. Speed and Lauren had been married ever since they turned eighteen. Both sides of the family had been skeptical, being that they were so young and had a full life ahead of them, but the truth was, life could be taken at any moment. Both Speed and Lauren had experience that.

Speed's best friend from school had passed and Lauren's uncle and mother had been taken from her. He rolled her onto her back, and climbed on top of her. They stared into one another's eyes as Speed pulled the duvet cover over them; they made passionate love.

It was quiet when Speed's family walked into their son and daughter-in-law's house. They had gotten a key made the last time they were there. "Timothy! Lauren! We're here," Barbara shouted. No one answered. She had tried calling them when they were five minutes away, but their phones had been shut off and the land-line disconnected.

"SPEED," James, Speed's twelve-year-old brother shouted as loud as he could. James and Speed were thirteen years apart.

James dropped his suitcase on the floor sending a loud boom throughout the house. Richard gave his youngest a look as if to say, 'don't do that. You're a guest in this house.' He looked back at his father giving him the 'I'm sorry' look. "I'm starving."

"You just ate an hour ago, James," Barbara said gently setting her bags on the hardwood floors.

"I know but I'm hungry. I'm going to go raid the fridge. Tim won't mind." Both parents rolled their eyes. Richard picked up their luggage and headed to the room they usually stayed in.

Barbara figured her son and daughter-in-law was still in bed, possibly asleep. She decided to head upstairs to find out. When she got there the room seemed quiet. She smiled upon hearing the faint sound of her son snoring. Barbara knocked then let herself in. She smiled seeing the two snuggled up together, asleep.

Barbara heard her husband walk up behind her. "Aren't they adorable? And to think we questioned their judgment seven years ago," she said as she leaned back into Richard.

"Yes, they are. He's practically lying on top of Lauren. You can barely see her," Richard said laughing. Speed was snuggled up close to Lauren's back with his arm around her waist, head in the nape of her neck, and one leg draped over her legs. "Let's leave them be. I can hear our other son downstairs complaining there's no food in the fridge. What do you say we let them sleep? Lauren just came back from her business trip. We'll go grocery shopping for them, get their fridge stocked, and start some dinner."

She turned and smiled at him. "Sounds great, honey. Good thing we rented a car."

He smiled. "Yes, it is a good thing we rented a car." The two headed downstairs. Barbara grabbed her purse. She told James they were going food shopping, and he was coming along. Richard wrote a note to their kids and headed out the door.