Extra treat, just because it's Sunday.
EPOV
Monday morning, mixed feelings. Just for the record, I hate Mondays with a passion. Crawling out of bed after a Sookie-induced dream in never easy, crawling out of bed, still with Sookie-induced dreams, but also after a day with my parents, is demonic. Don't get me wrong, I like to hang around with my parents. There more like friends than parents on a weird way. I even told them about Sookie yet. Guess what, the part they were the most enthusiastic about was actually the fact that she's taking care the way of Hunter like she does. Other parents would be a bit taken back by their (only) son dating a woman with child. But no, mom was practically asking when I would give them another grandchild.
After a strong cup of coffee I headed to the office, where I expected to see the subject of my dreams. Well, let's say the morning turned out a bit different then I imagined. Coming out of the elevator, I turned towards the shared desk and saw.. Amelia?
She claimed not to know where Sookie was and if something happened to her yesterday or this morning. Maybe she just overslept or had an urgent errand to run. Let's say I wasn't panicking… yet.
Around noon this changed quiet a bit. She didn't pick up her phone or answered the texts I send her. At 1.30 PM, I had to deliver something to Mister Merlotte. During the little small talk we made, Merlotte was quiet the talker, I asked casually what was wrong with Sookie. I explained we're friendly and that I was worried. His answer was vague, she had some personal emergency and wouldn't be in for the whole week. Now I was officially worried, and the time seemed to crawl. Around 4 Sam came and told me I could go home a little early. I thanked him about six times, and took off, almost running out the door. It's a good thing already knew the way to her apartment as well as I did, it saved me a lot of time and effort to get to her.
Her voice was strained as she spoke to through the speaker, like she already cried a lot today,it was a good thing she let me in right away. I would go in any way, only this way was a lot more appreciated by the door and my shoulder.
My girl didn't look well as she opened the door, not good at all. Her eyes and nose red and puffy from crying so much, her hair was uncombed and in a messy bun, with lose strands everywhere and some harem pants and tank, wrinkled and some minor stains.
She all but threw herself on me, grabbing me as if I would vaporize if she wouldn't. The waterworks started all over when I asked her what the eff happened to make her feel so sad like she was. I took her, still attached to me, over to the couch were Hunter was laying inside his feeding cushion. I sat us down, she took Hunter out of his safe place, and clung him to her chest, like she clung to mine. It took all I had in me to get her to calm down enough to tell me what exactly happened. After the hiccupping stopped she started her story.
She told me that on Sunday morning, when I just left her place, Hadley had come. She had this bewildered, crazy look in her eyes. She had threatened Sookie with a knife and taken her cellphone and all the money she had in her home that day. She scared Sookie and told that if she'd call the police, she'd come back and kill her. The police called her at 1.30 tonight, telling her the news that her niece Hadley and little Hunter were found in an alleyway, just a bit earlier. She also told me that they asked her to come to the hospital as quick as possible, because one of the two only remaining family members she had was dying. So she went as quickly as possible to said hospital, only to get the news that Hadley passed away just a couple minutes prior.
Following witnesses, Hadley had been raped by two men in the alleyway they found her in, and was stabbed by the same men. Her kidneys and liver were severely damaged, it was a miracle they even could transport her to the ER. Before I could finish my sentence about how sorry I was for her loss, she abruptly countered me.
'Don't you dare to say you're sorry for my loss. I already lost Hadley a long time ago, now is the outside crust of my niece also gone. She threatened to kill me for Godsake.' Okay, color me confused.
'I'm angry at myself.' Not really helping. All the time that's she's explaining I sit on the couch with my back against the armrest, my legs pulled up with my feed flat on the sofa. She lay against me, her back against the backrest leaning against me, her legs pulled up against her, Hunter sleeping against her chest. Since I'm so tall, and she so petite, it was like I was her personal feeding cushion, engulfing her, protecting her against the big bad world.
'I'm mad at myself because Hunter was with her. He could have been hurt, or worse, those assholes could have killed my little boy, and it would all have been my fault. I should have called the police when she was here, I should have turned Hadley in.' All I could do was hold her, embrace the two of them, swearing I would take care of the both of them.
The silence between us was broken by her yawning and the rumbling of her stomach. 'Have you eaten something today , baby?' I asked her, worrying about her health. She shook her head, yawning again. 'You haven't slept either, huh.' That wasn't a question, just a statement. She just nodded again. Hold on to me baby, I told her. With one of her arms around my neck I got out, carrying the both of them to the bedroom. Putting her to bed, I helped her into a fresh pajama, combed out her hair, and helped her sit up against the head bord with a bunch of cushions behind her and Hunter in his flowered cushion. I brought my girl and little friend a soda and a bottle of milk. After that I went to work in the kitchen. I found some leftovers in the fridge and made us a simple pasta. Nothing fancy like she would make, but we had a warm plate of food, and that's what counted. By the time I was finished, Sookie was sound asleep. As much as it broke my heart, I woke her up to make her eat. By the time she was awake enough to eat, a nice warm bath was running for her. We ate in a comfortable silence on the bed, after one refill on her side and two on mine, we were sated and her bath was ready to go. Making sure she was installed, I cleared the kitchen and took care of Hunter. I didn't feel sure enough to bath him so I discussed it with Sookie. She pointed out everything I needed, and instructed me step by step. Well, let me tell you one thing: wet baby's are as slippery as a bucket of butter, but I handled it just fine, and was proud about it too! 'Okay, one done, one to go?' I turn to Sook, with a Hunter which freshly washed and dressed in fresh PJ's.
SPOV
I don't know how I would made it through the day if Eric wasn't there for me. First he listened to me, and then took care of me by making me rest, eat and bath. He also took care of Hunter in a way you could only dream off. All these little things he did to me, and which he called 'totally normal, 'cause that's what friends are for' made me feel so much more for him. Falling in love with him would be so easy. And the funny thing was, I was totally fine with it, looked even forward to it maybe. I felt safe with him, cherished, taken care off, and yes, loved. Feelings I never had when I was with Bill.
I asked him to stay with me that night, he did. Just like he stayed with me the rest of the week. He helped me with planning the funeral and took a day off to be with me on said funeral. There was no funny business that week. When I asked him on a playful tone about it, he explained we had time enough after I recovered from this to do all the naughty things we could imagine. The twinkle in his eyes told me he wasn't just chattering, he was making me a promise.
EPOV
Sookie and I had a good talk last night, we're 3 weeks after the funeral, and Sookie is getting back to her old self, or so Amelia claims. Sook admitted she had feelings for me, she also told me she was ready for a new man in her life, and asked if I would be that man.
If I'm fully honest to myself, I'm already in love with her, I'm only scared Sookie isn't ready for me to tell her just that. She's still settling down with that other new man in her life. Custody will take some more time to get arranged but he's already with her full time. She even found a childcare center that could take him during work hours, only a block away from work. It's always funny to pick him up, you can see the cartwheels working in the childcare aids heads. They are to polite to ask about our situation, and at the same time so curious they can't hide it.
When Sook picks him up they wonder why she's already working again and not on her pregnancy leave. When I pick him up they wonder if I'm the baby-daddy or just some uncle or something like that. Is it stupid that these things make you laugh? Yes, I pick up Hunter a couple times a week, not just when Sookie has to work over or when she has some errands to run. I really like to be around that little baby, and the fact Sookie gives me the responsibility to let me take care of him, and that she allows me in his live, is a sign to me she wants me in her life as well.
The nights after I fetch Hunter, are the highlights of the week, because it also leads to alone time with Sook. We cook together, and after dinner and the littlest one of the bunch is sound asleep, the night really starts. Some nights we just talk and go to sleep, just cuddles and hugs. Those sex- less nights were pretty scarce, I must confess. Can you blame us? Sookie is my goddess of sex. I can't help but get horny when I just lay my eyes on her. She doesn't want to mess around at work, our colleges know we're seeing each other, but getting busted while fucking in the copyroom is a risk we don't want to take, although I have to say the elevator have had some more quirks… always when Sookie and I are in it… must be some coincidence.
I'm pretty nervous for the course of the day. Today is Sunday aka family day with the Northman's. My mom insisted Sookie would finally come with me. Sookie was thrilled with the idea, she had talked to my mom over the phone a couple times, they had an instant click. In the beginning, when we just moved from Sweden to America, we lived in some small town, but we were outta there in about 3 weeks.
My mom couldn't stand all the non-stop gossip the town was buzzing with, so they bought a little acre of land in the middle of nowhere and build a home on that. Ever since they lived there. Mom raised all kinds of vegetables in her garden, bought her dairy by some farm in the neighborhood, and went only for the necessities into town. I putted on some cargo bermuda shorts on, a tank and a pair of flip flops. I texted Sook earlier today she should dress in something very casual. When I putted up at the curb with my beaten up wrangler, she stood already outside waiting for me. She wore a beautiful yellow sundress. It was a gorgeous spring day today with a lot of sun, but not to high temperatures, so we could sit outside with the baby. I jumped out and helped Sook by taking over the nurserybag, so she could strap Hunter, who was laying in his Maxi cosi, in. He was sound asleep at the moment, but was awake when we arrived at my parents place, a little over half an hour later. I was glad Pam was out of the country for business, and Astrid, my older sister and her two kids, came over in the afternoon. It would be good for Sookie to get to know my parents when we were there alone with them, not the whole bunch at once. By the time we arrived it was almost 11 am. I jumped out of the drivers seat, and jogged around to help Sookie out. The higher cabin of the jeep combined with her short dress weren't, according to her, a good combination. She was shy of flashing her panties, well, she was probably gonna have the shock of a lifetime. I had Hunter in hand, nursery bag slung over my shoulder. 'With this weather, mom will be lying in the backyard, working on her tan.' I informed Sookie.
'Oh, ok' was her response. I was the first to spot her. Normally I wouldn't be that hard, but like I mentioned before, my parents are hippies down the core. Grass is only mowed when it's longer than half a meter, what in mine and your dictionary are weeds, in there's it are herbs and wild vegetables, only the ones Astrid's boys could hurt them on, were removed. Bushes and trees were allowed to grow like they wanted to. The vegetable garden was something else. Not your conventional kitchen garden, but it was sans 'herbs and wild vegetables'.
I spotted mom and pointed the dent out to Sookie. 'Mom, we're here.' She sprung up, and gave Sookie the shock of a lifetime. I gave before arrival Sookie a little crash course about how things went at my parents place. So she wouldn't scare herself the bejesus when she saw it. So I told her about the off road track called a driveway, the non-so-english garden, the fact my parents are vegetarians, dads dreads are longer than mine, and he's also about an inch taller than I am. I told her the only big mistake she could make was calling them Mr. and Mrs. Northman instead of Gustav and Edith. I only forgot to mention my mom sunbathed topless, well mostly nude but since she was expecting me showing up with my girlfriend, she was so nice to put some panties on.
She ran towards us, I saw Sookie recover from her initial shock in my peripheral, I shot her an apologetic view, just in case. After she greeted me, with the standard hug and kisses, she pulled Sookie into a bearhug as well. Yep, my mom hugs strange people almost naked. 'Hi Edith, she greeted her, I'm Sookie.' She introduced herself after having received three kisses on the cheek. She gave Sook a once over and gave me an approving look. 'Can i?' she asked, pointing towards Hunter. 'Of course you can.' I answered in Sookie's place. We had covered this before, I sat him, still strapped in his maxi cosi seat on the picknick table next the back door. 'Dad's inside?' I asked my mom, already with the door handle in hand.
She nodded, her eyes trained on Hunter. 'Don't worry, he is wearing pants.' She replied. 'Oh mom, put something on before you take Hunter, Sookie thinks he gets confused around titties, he already made an assult at hers a couple times. With that I disappeared inside to say hey to my dad, Mom and Sook would get the chance that way to get to know each other better than only over the phone.
My dad was the cook of the mansion, so locating him around this hour wasn't a big trick. The smell of fresh herbs led me to the kitchen. After another obligate hug and kiss ( yes my dad kisses me, he says since I'm his blood, a kiss shouldn't harm. I think he's right.) Over a beer he explains what we're having for lunch today. It's a fresh ravioli stuffed with goats cheese and spinach with sage butter. It looks and smells great so far. After declining my help we chat some more. I told him it was a good case he wasn't as cursious as mom about Sookie, but he had to admit he sneaked a look out of the window when we arrived, and that he would have plenty of time to get to know her. Since I knew she was the one, and he trusted in my good judgement, he believed she was good for me as well.
He had some new non residue shampoo for his dreads he wanted to show me, and because of that, I was a lot longer inside than I thought I would. In the kitchen I folded a table cloth, laid everything we needed to eat our lunch in it, knotted the tablecloth, and headed outside with the cloth in one hand and some drinks for myself, Sookie and mom, in the other. The side outside surprised me in the least. Over one of the benches layed Sookies sundress, neatly folded, and I heard some chatter from under the big magnolia tree, already full with flowers. After setting the table, I went over to them, drinks in one hand, her dress in the other. I wasn't to sure she was okay with the fact of my father seeing her in her underweare or less. The view was just adorable.
My mom had refused to put something on, and had Sookie conviced instead, to pull something off. She was sitting in a pretty yellow set, made out of a balconette bra and boy shorts . Hunter was laying in between them, with just his diaper on. Mom was instructing Sookie as what I recognized as a first lesson in baby massage.
It was a pretty image, and not just because Sookie was almost naked. I didn't see her that way now, she was Hunter's mommy right now, bonding with him. Only when I sat down with them on the blanket, they noticed me. I handed mom a bottle of water, and mentioned to Sookie where I had laid hers. Hunter was happily sucking his thumb and enjoying the physical attention. After the massage session was over, she turned to lay on her back, putting Hunter on her chest so he could hear her heartbeat to relax even further. I took the place in between the two of them, opening my arms, to take them both in a cuddle, holding them both at their sides. Automatically their heads came closer and they both used the little dent between shoulder and arm as a madeshift cushion. First I gave mom a kiss on the cheek, then Sookie a lingering kiss on the mouth.
Sookie explained, like mom explained her earlier that Hunter tried to take mothers milk off her out of instinct, when he tried to take her nipples in his mouth, he recognized her as mommy. He wouldn't do that to another woman so easily, and because of the bottled milk we were giving him, he wouldn't probably try it at all anymore, since his instincts were changed towards his little bottles. I told them what dad was preparing for lunch, after that, we all fell into a comfortable silence, only Hunter making some very happy baby noises on top of Sookie's chest. When we laughed at the sounds he was making, mom asked if I made happy noises when I was on top of Sookie's chest. When I looked out at Sookie after that comment, I suspected Sookie to be as red as a beetroot, but no, she was laughing along with ma. That made me give a comment of myself 'Mom, I would be unhealthy if I didn't, just look at her rack!'
That made us all giggle until we heard dad tell us lunch was ready and served. I got up first and handed Sookie her dress. Mom took Hunter and took him over to the picnic table so she could put him back in his seat for the time. He started to nag, so after we ate, he would demand a bottle of his own. I helped Sookie zipping up her dress.
Walking back to the table, where mom was already filling our plates, my arm slung over her shoulder, hers came to rest on her waist. I really, really like your mom Eric, she admitted, soft enough they wouldn't hear.
Over lunch, which was nothing other than amazing by the way, Sookie got to meet my dad, and by the looks of it, he was after lunch just as sure as before. Mom gave Hunter his bottle while Sookie and I did the dishes. We had the chance that way to talk a bit more freely about today so far. I told her a bit more about Astrid, who was due to arrive in a couple more hours. Astrid was a single mom by choice, a friend of hers was the biological father of both the boys, but their relationship was purely on a friendly base, without benefits, she told us. I explained everything beforehand, So Sook wouldn't be embarrassed when she asked and didn't know how to react on the unconventional answer. Back in the yard, I found my parents and Hunter gently swinging in the family size hammock in a secluded area of the garden. I asked if it was okay to leave the little one with them, so we could relax a bit on the blanket under the magnolia tree. They actually looked forward to a little alone time with Hunter. Sook and I could use a bit alone time as well. We talked a bit more, made out a little and dozed off in the lazy afternoonsun…
SPOV
This whole afternoon is evolving way better than I could have imagined it would. I thought when Eric started to tell about his family, that he was over exaggerating a lot. Well, he wasn't.
Not that it's bad or anything, his parents are just what they are, hippies down to the core. I have to admit, meeting his nearly nude mom was quit a shock, but since no one seemed to mind, I told myself not to be such a damn prude, and embrace the whole situation.
Eric's mom Edith was actually nice to talk to. Conversation flowed easy between us, and soon I even forgot she wasn't even wearing a full set of underwear. While she was holding Hunter, we talked about my new life as a full time mother. She made me see I was missing a mother of my own to share these kind of stories with and to give me advice with my uncertainties. After changing Hunters diaper she asked if I had ever heard of baby massage. I admitted I had heard about it, but didn't have a clue what it was all about. She explained it was some Indian massage technique to relax infants, and that it was a fun way to build an intimate and physical bond with the baby. She thought with the strange start Hunter and I had taken, that it would be good for us. I would get used to him even better, while he would become more familiar with me.
I told her she was probably right and asked her if she could give me some advice one day. She let me know we would start right away, and instructed me to take something of, the body to body contact afterwards would help our bond. So I did like she instructed me and took of my sundress. Boy, I was glad I wasn't wearing one of my sets that you could see right through, but instead some pretty decent soft yellow one. All the time I was undressing, she had taken off his clothing, only leaving on his diaper.
Their garden was the strangest one I had ever seen, but I was sure, it was at the same time the prettiest. The tall grass made the whole place look a bit mysterical, the wild herbs filling the air with unknown aromas. The trees were tall, a magnolia tree on my right filled up with glorious white blossom. I was sure they had a little hide away somewhere in this yard where no one would find them.
The tree of us settled down under said magnolia tree on a big throw blanket. I had seen a couple blankets in the garden so far, Edith explained to me that they just left the blankets outside and had a couple spots in the garden this way they could read a book, talk, or just fool around on.
She instructed me how to massage Hunter, starting from his tummie, over to his legs, feet arms and hands. While doing this she asked if I had met one of Erics sisters yet. I told her truthfully that I had met Pam briefly the first time I went jogging with Eric in the park. I also told her that to me, although you could see some physical resemblance between the two, they didn't seem to have the same character.
Edith told me her three children were totally different. Eric, was the most like her husband Gustav, she explained. He was sweet and attentive, but strong willed from time to time. He took the time to explore the things around him. He loved nature, and of course, he worked out a lot. If I thought, so she told me, that Eric was strong willed, I hadn't met Astrid yet. She was downright stubborn and went for her course, no matter what. She raised her two sons alone and was a free lance writer. Edith confessed to me Astrid was the hardest to raise. She always had her ideas of how things should be done, compromises weren't allowed . I could see the problem there.
And Pam was again another thing. The real Pam didn't show up often enough, she continued sighing. Inside she was just as free spirited as her mother was, but she hid that side of her because society seemed to think it was awkward. She had a good job in the fashion industry and the though, bitchy exterior was her shell to protect her from the world, since she would love to lay around in the garden of eden, their name for the garden, all day. Well, I thought Pam would be the though one, seemed Astrid would be the biggest obstacle of the family.
She explained a bit more about her family, until we saw Eric coming out of the backdoor, a stuffed tablecloth and drinks in hand. She noticed my smile when I saw him, and the way my eyes smiled together with my mouth.
'You love him, don't you.' It wasn't a question. 'I think I do.' I answered her truthfully, being more honest to her than I was to myself up to this point. We averted our attention back to Hunter, and continued where we stopped. 'You're making him happier then I saw him in a long time.' Was the last thing she had to say about the issue.
A little later he joined us on the blanket, just taking in everything going on, he was also so nice to bring my dress with him, I didn't feel the need to have his father seeing me in my underwear.
For a while, the four of us where just laying, Eric as our cushion hearing Hunter, making happy noises all by himself. Of course they couldn't help but to make some innuendos about it. Since I told myself not to be so prudish, I laughed just as hard as they did.
Eric was really the younger version of his father, not just did he have the same build, and haircut, they reacted the same on things, and made the same kind of jokes. I realized I wasn't just falling in love with Eric, but also with the in-laws. The lunch Gustav prepared was great, and after the dishes were done, we settled down on the blanket again.
That's where I woke up, a couple minutes ago. Eric is still asleep, or so I presume. At the moment, I'm using him once again as my human cushion. I've just decided Eric slept long enough, so I start to gently tickle and stroke him. I straddle him and let my hands slip under his tank, stroking up and down his sides. I let my hands flatten over his chest, stroking his nipples until they stood up at attention.
I can feel him waking up, his hands are starting to wander on my hips and lower back. Something else is also starting to stand at attention as well. I slow and sensually ground my hips into his, feeling his arousal growing to full attention, straining against his pants and pressing against my lace clad pussy.
His hands were busy massaging my ass right now. I kept the grounding going. His eyes flew open and were trained on my tits. They were dark with lust, and there was just a hint of longing in them.
The branches of the tree came pretty low, and with the grass so high, you could barely see us at the terrace behind the house, and you surely couldn't see us from the secluded space his parents where at the moment. I bent forward, placing kisses along his jawline, traveling towards his beautiful mouth. Our kiss was breathtaking, and went on for several minutes. Something changed between us. Maybe it was the fact I admitted to myself that I loved him. I felt the overwhelming need to tell him just that, and make sweet love to him, here in this garden of Eden. Our hands still roaming over each others bodies, our foreheads resting against each other. 'I love you, Eric' I whispered, only for him to hear. I'm sure the look on my face is one of insecurity. His face lit up in a gigantic smile, and pulled me down once more in a kiss, my hands are coming around his neck to hold him closer to me. Our tongues aren't battling for dominance this time, the kiss is sweet, deep and full of our entwined emotion.
'And I, baby, love you too.' Was his answer once our mouths detached again. The groping around our centers was back full on. His hands slipped under my skirt and started tugging at my panties. I understood what he needed, stood and removed my panties. In the mean time, Eric opened his pants and pushed them down a bit, his glorious cock springing free out his prison, standing proud and full erect. 'Come baby, sit on top of me, I need you to fuck me so fucking much right now.' He pleaded me. Who am I to deny him? I straddled him once more, making sure the skirt of my dress was positioned on such a way no one could see what was going on. His hands immediately went back under my skirt, this time stroking my lower lips. I bet they were red and swollen just for him right know. 'You're so wet baby.' He whispered. 'Always for you, Eric, only for you, I'm yours.' Was all the response I could give to him. He pulled me down for a quick kiss, and stroked my nub, looking deep into my eyes.
While I was fully drowning in the sensations he was sending through my body he whispered against my lips 'Baby, will you please ride me? I need you to ride me, I have to feel your fantastic little pussy stretching around my thick fat cock.
In response I grabbed his dick by the base and lined him up with my entrance. I slowly lowered myself on him, giving myself the time to adjust to his gracious plenty. Once he was full inside of me I squeezed my inner muscles tight around him, making him groan and threw his head back. I slowly started to move on top of him. I swiveled my hips in time with lowering myself back onto him, that way he brushed my happy spot inside with every passage.
His one hand is working miracles on my clit, pushing me closer and closer towards release, while his other hand holds my hip, helping me fucking him. Under his assistance, I speed up my movements. Because of having a young child with us in the house, we have trained to keep our screams down, but the moans and the pants escaping from our mouths are a death give away from what we're doing.
'Stroke your clit for me baby, stroke that pretty little pussy for me.' He tells me, his voice low and strained. He is fighting not to come before I do, so I take his ministrations over and rub my clit in tight circles. He uses my hips as handles when he starts to push up into me, fucking me from below in a high tempo, still biting his lip not to come before me, and that's exactly what pushes me over the edge. All the colors of the rainbow are flashing before my eyes, a long moan can't be suppressed while bliss takes me over. The last thing I feel before I collapse on top of him is him, swelling even bigger and shooting his warm seed inside me. We come down from our highs together, and only then I realize we haven't used protection. 'Baby, we have a problem' I whisper to him, sitting upright, still with his member inside of me. 'We forgot a condom.' He stated, closing his eyes, only to look me straight in the eye, mouthing 'sorry'. 'Well, it would be a tidbit early for us to have a baby, but that's not my biggest problem right now.' The only reaction I get from him is the fact he rest himself on his elbows, mentioning with one hand for me to continue, that lickable eyebrow of him raised. 'I'm going to leak when I get up.' I explained to him, my cheeks reddening.
He threw his head back, roaring with laughter. After he came down from his laughter he said to me 'I'll help you out baby, let me lick that pretty pussy of yours.' I raised my eyebrows at what he said, before I got the chance to do anything, he puts his arms under my armpits and pulled me, setting me right on his face. I want to protest, but as soon I feel his tongue lap at my entrance, the only thing I can do is moan. In between sucking and licking, he brought in a finger, fucking me once again, making all our combined fluids run out of me and into his mouth, pushing me over the edge once again. He helps me roll onto my side to recover while he makes an effort to clean us up a bit with some extra napkins from lunch he had tucked away in his pocket. Just when we were presentable again, I heard some strange voice yelling in the garden 'Anybody home here?' Eric screamed just as loud 'Hammock'. He mouthed 'Astrid' to me, where after he stood and offered me his arms, so he could pull me up.
'That was a close one' I told him, while we were walking over to the hammock, my arm around his waist, his arm around mine.