"What is all of this?" Zoe asked with a smile, watching her husband walk into their room with a tray of food, and a single red rose in a vase.
"Can't I bring the love of my life breakfast in bed?" He questioned, placing the tray on the bedside table. "I love you, Zoe Kinsella, you've brought light back into my life, showed me that I was capable of loving again, you've given me two wonderful little girls, gave Braxton two little sisters and a life I could never picture before and I'll tell you, Doc, I was missing out," he told her, a loving tone to his voice.
"Oh Wade," she whispered, placing her hand on his cheek. "I love you so…" her words were cut off by his lips slowly moving against hers.
"Eat up, I have a whole day planned for us," he smirked, breaking the lip lock with his wife. She raised her eyebrow. "I know you don't want to spend the night without Eliza, so I planned things so I could spoil my wife on Valentine's Day," he informed her with a sly smile.
"Depending on what you have planned for the day, I think I might have the best husband in town," she retorted, taking the tray of food.
"You think I might be the best husband?" He questioned with a small pout.
"It might change later," she giggled, cutting a chunk of a heart shaped pancake and eating it.
"I feel the love, doc," he retorted with a happy smile, sitting next to her on their bed. She smiled feeding him a bite of her food.
Together they sat in bed, sharing the food he had brought up for Zoe, enjoying the peacefulness of the quite. All throughout breakfast she'd ask him questions about the kids, especially Eliza, she didn't want her baby girl to run out of anything while they were away from her. Wade assured her that Eliza was good and if she did need anything they wouldn't be that far away. Hearing that made Zoe question her husband on what it was he had planned for the day, but he gave nothing away, just telling Zoe to dress comfortable. After that Zoe didn't question it, she'd go along with whatever her husband had planned for the day.
Their first stop had taken them to Fairhope, where Wade had booked them an appointment for a couples massage, something Zoe found sweet. After their relaxing massage they had made a stop at a little flee market set up, they had taken their time to look around, wrapped up in each other's loving embrace. Once they left the flee market they headed back to Bluebell.
"You can't tell me that's all you had planned for the day," Zoe said, once Wade had the car turned off in their own driveway.
Wade chuckled shaking his head. "I promise you there's a bit more going on then the couple massage," he assured her.
"Then why are we back home for?" She questioned following suit of getting out of the car.
"Must you question everything I do?" Wade asked with a laugh. "Please don't answer that," he told her heading for the front door. "Just wait there while I grab something, okay?" She nodded her head, trusting and having some faith in her husband. She had enjoyed her day so far and he had yet to let her down, the day was only half over with and he had promised her a full day of things.
Wade quickly searched through his things looking for the one thing he had left behind. Smiling when he had the box he quickly stuffed it into his pocket as he walked through the house. He locked the door behind him, slipping his hand through his wife's as he led her off to the next stage in their day. He could sense that she had the urge to ask what it was he had to get, but she refrained from doing such a thing. He was actually impressed that she didn't ask anymore questions.
"The gatehouse, really?" She asked him with an amused look on her face.
"Do you trust me?" He asked, walking to the front door, pulling Zoe along with him.
"With my life Wade," she retorted in a duh tone. He nodded laughing to himself.
"Then trust me on this," he smiled, pushing the door open, holding it open for her after taking a quick glance around the place.
"I'm guessing a few favors were needed for this?" She questioned with a watery smile, seeing the table had been set for a romantic lunch, a dozen roses setting in the middle of the table, little black and white cookies in a heart shape on one side of the table. Wade shook his head, shutting the door behind him.
"I was able to get off work early last night, come here and get things set up for us today. I only had to make sure that Lavon didn't store anything in here and ruin my plans," he filled her in, pulling a chair out for her to sit in. "It's not a fancy restaurant or the most romantic meal…"
"I love it Wade," Zoe told him cutting off whatever else he was going to ramble on about. "You put so much thought into this whole thing and that means more to me than going to some fancy restaurant. You love me enough to do all of this for me and I'm very lucky that I have you, that you care this deeply about me," she told him with genuine love in her eyes for him.
"We are both very lucky," Wade whispered, leaning down to kiss her soft lips, his tongue gliding along her bottom lip. He slowly pulled away breaking the kiss, smiling down at his wife. "Later," he husked against her lips, pecking them once more before pulling away completely.
"If we must," Zoe whined softly, a smile on her face. "What do you have for us to eat?" She questioned, seeing Wade dig in the fridge. "Wade, they're cute," she giggled, holding a heart shaped sandwich up.
"I was going for cute, Zoe," he told her, placing the fruit on the table next to the plate of little heart sandwiches, grabbing the bottle of sparking cider from the fridge.
"It's perfect," she told him, catching his hand in hers.
"Hold that thought," Wade told her, pulling the box from his pocket.
"You've done enough Wade," Zoe told him, shaking her head. "You've out done yourself, I don't need anything else," she tried to tell him as he pushed the present closer to her.
"You saying you don't want what's in the box?" He teased. "I don't care about not getting anything today, the day holds no value for me, but it has reminded me that I may not show you just how truly blessed I am to have you in my life and I promise to work on that, in the near future. I have everything I could ever want with you, Braxton, Ariel and Eliza…"
"I feel the same way, Wade," she said, cutting him off.
"I know and this is me showing you that on our worst day, we'll be okay because we love each other," he told her.
She gave him a smile, slowly opening the box. Her curiosity getting the best of her, she laughed seeing just what was lying inside the box. She picked the necklace up amusement in her eyes. "What is this?" She asked him. It really was the last thing she had been expecting.
"My mom found it the other day when she was going through things, I made it in first grade for an art project, gave it to my mom because she was the only girl in my life that I loved, thought I'd give it to you because you're the only woman in my life that I love with my whole heart."
"Thank you, I think," she told him, her fingers playing with the old fishing tackle lures that had been used on a piece of string, but in the middle of the old lures sat a heart pendent with four little diamonds spread out on the heart, clearly showing her that he had modified it for her.
"Today had been lovely Wade, thank you," Zoe told her husband curled up into his side later that night in bed.
"You deserve it, Zoe," Wade told her, dropping a tender kiss to the top of her head. "You've put up with so much crap from all of us, dealt with things harder than the rest of us. You deserve more days like today."
"So do you Wade, not as pampered as you had done for me, but I'll make it worth your while," she retorted, her fingers drawing little shapes on his bare stomach.
"Everyday with you is worth it, Zo." She giggled lightly at his words. "What's so funny?" He asked, raising an eyebrow at her, finding her giggles were slightly contagious.
"You can't stop being cheesy can you?" She questioned, moving to look up at him.
"It's not cheesy when it's said with love," he retorted with a chuckle of his own. "I do love you."
"I would hope so after everything we've been through," she stated with a smile, earning a little chuckle from the man underneath her. "I love you more today than I did yesterday."
"Look who's being all cheesy now," he laughed.
"I can take it back," she teased, squirming a little when she felt his fingers lightly dig into her sides to tickle her.
"You wouldn't dare," he laughed, moving so he hovered over her. She smirked up at him when his fingers stilled.
"Wouldn't you like to know," she teased, moving to get up when Eliza's cries came through the baby monitor. Wade grabbed her hand pulling her back to quickly kiss her. Zoe smiled, quickly making her way to her baby girl. "Oh baby girl," Zoe cooed with concern feeling how warm her little one felt. Not wanting to risk her daughter crying again after Zoe had gotten her settled enough that a few quiet sobs came out; she walked back to her bedroom. "She's got a fever; want to hold her for a minute?" She questioned, handing Eliza over to Wade.
Wade wasted no time in taking his baby girl, gently rocking her. He placed a soft kiss to her head, feeling just how warm she was against his lips and he was freaking out, every thought of Braxton being sick at that age was gone and he was drawing a blank on what to do and seeing Zoe come back into the room he was put at ease, happy that he had married a doctor.
"It's going to be a long night, isn't it?" He questioned, walking around the room with Eliza in his arms. She'd fall asleep and the second Wade went to put her down she'd start to cry, if Zoe took her, she'd let little sobs out, it wasn't until she was in Wade's arm that she'd close her little eyes, he was afraid to actually sit down with her, not wanting to disturb her.
"Yeah it is," Zoe informed him for her spot on the bed. She wanted to be jealous that her baby girl didn't want her while she was sick, but she couldn't be, she was actually happy that Eliza felt that safe in Wade's arms. "That's what happens when our little girl becomes a daddy's girl," she smiled slightly, getting up to stand in front of Wade, her hand lightly massaging her daughter's scalp.