My back was grateful that my husband was massaging it, his fingers firmly but gently driving themselves into my skin, my body relaxing as Tyson made sure I was comfortable while he treated me well. My back was sore unfortunately and sometimes I had trouble sleeping but it wasn't as bad as it was when I first came home from the hospital after getting hit by that car at the park. Tyson's nerves had been so bad that I don't think he slept or ate for the first couple of days after the ordeal and I was worried that he was going to drive himself mad about me being hurt because I had never seen him so distraught but he never left my side when I was hurt. I'm surprised my parents didn't blame him for the accident but I'm sure they did so inside of their heads. I had to stop thinking about them because the massage I was getting was terrific…so damn terrific that I was surprised I didn't try to fuck Tyson when his hands made their way down to my ass before they stopped. I was lying in bed after all so it's not like we couldn't have gotten it on but there was always time for us to get it on in the sheets and I could scream his name out loud without waking the kids.

"Finished," Tyson said softly to me and kissed my cheek. "You feel better?"

"I feel very good, thank you," I said.

"No problem. I'm going to shower then we can go somewhere tonight for some fun. What do you have a plan for?"

"Anything you want to do, I'm okay with it."

"I think I have an idea."

"Okay. I'm just going to lie here in my panties until you get out of the shower."

"You tryin' to get me to have an erection?"

"Maybe."

"Hmph."

Flashback:

I was sitting front row for Tyson's match not knowing what to expect as this was my first time attending a wrestling match in person and this was also my first time watching him wrestle. I had sat through a few hours of wrestlers throwing each other over the top rope, smacking the hell out of their opponents with chops, watched people fly probably one hundred feet in the air to jump on their opponents that who were delirious while standing on the floor, and I did see some kendo stick action that intrigued me while also making me cringe a bit. Tyson was apart of the main event and I was thankful it was a regular match that he had. He had given me a kiss when he saw me then made his way into the ring where his opponent was waiting for him.

The bell had rung which signaled the commencement of the match and I ate my popcorn hastily as I watched Tyson lock up with his opponent, drag him down to the ground, and apply a tight hold on the guy he was battling. I was on the edge of my seat, literally, as Tyson seemed to float while he was in the ring, his feet lifting him in the air as he did a bunch of aerial moves I've seen him practice before but never perform in person. I was beyond in love and proud of him when he won his match as I was cheering my head off when the referee made the one, two, three count and declared Tyson the victor. He rolled out of the ring to give me a huge hug and kiss then told me to meet him by the popcorn stand as he was going back to the locker room to get dressed. I had gotten some more popcorn, sat down in a random chair by the stand, and waited patiently for Tyson before some random guy had come up to me to ask me a bunch of questions.

"You with Tyson?" he asked.

"Yes, I am."

"Why?"

"Because we've known each other since we were kids."

"No way."

"Yes, way. I'm sorry but who are you?"

"I'm a wrestler, that's who I am. You're not one of these ring rats trying to get with Tyson, are you?"

"Goodness gracious! NO!"

"What's the matter? Am I making you angry?" the guy said mockingly.

"Hey! Get the hell away from my girlfriend!" Tyson had walked up to the idiot and shoved him out of my way.

"Fine man…" the idiotic wrestler walked away from me finally and disappeared in the crowd of people still exiting the gym.

"You okay, Tia?"

"I am. Can we go get something to eat?"

"Of course."

"I'm sorry that that asshole messed with you."

I got up and put my arm around Tyson as we walked out of the gym and towards his car in the parking lot.

"It's okay. I want some pepperoni pizza if that's okay with you."

"Anything you want, baby."

Present:

I had my head on Tyson's shoulder as I reminisced about the many times we came to our local pizza parlor that we always come to if we wanted a bite to each after my dance sessions or his matches. Tyson drunk some of his soda then started skimming through the dessert menu to see if there was anything good for us to order and I happened to pick out a brownie dessert that came with two scoops of vanilla ice cream. I had been craving ice cream so when our food finally arrived, I devoured both scoops as Tyson had one bite and let me have the rest of his as he ate the brownie. I took another bite out of my brownie, looked at Tyson who was smiling at me, then looked back down at my food with a big smile on my face.

"Why are you looking at me?" I asked.

"Why not?" Tyson responded.

"I'm not wearing any makeup, my hair is pulled back into a bun, and I'm wearing leggings with a regular t-shirt with Toms. I don't feel pretty."

"And why don't you feel pretty?"

"Because I just don't…I feel as if I haven't been keeping up with myself much ever since the accident, my parents have been behaving like little children instead of adults…I guess a lot has been building up. I talked to my therapist and she told me that I need a break from my parents so I think that's something I need to consider. But I would hate to do that because I want the children to spend as much time with their grandparents as they can, you know?"

"I understand, Tia. Your parents still won't overrule us on how we raise our children but it's okay to love them from afar and still make sure they see their grandkids grow up. Also, you are a very damn elegant woman who is sexy and you don't have to dress all fancy to prove it either. I never expect you to dress fancy every single day so I don't want you thinking that I expect that from you."

"What did I do to deserve a great husband like you?"

"Well, I fell for you and fate brought us back together."

Fate brought us back together.

"You think fate brought us back together?"

"I know it did."

"I love you…" Those words just slipped out of my mouth but I'm glad that they did because it was on my heart to say those words.

"I love you more."

Nails dug deep into Tyson's skin as we both came together, our bodies on cloud nine as we slowly caught our breathe after screaming out each other's names as we made mad, loud, and passionate love to each other. I snuggled under the covers as Tyson pulled them over us, gave him a goodnight kiss, and laid my head directly over his heart so I could hear it beating as I drifted to sleep.

It was a heartbeat that let me know that I was fortunate enough to see fate bring us together indeed and I was grateful for my wonderful husband, children, and life in general.

Author's Note: More cuteness, I can't help it.