“So guess what, Chris?” I asked over the phone with a huge grin on my face.

“You forgot that I’m generally awake at this time of morning?”

I giggled, “No, I remembered that but I had to call you.  So guess what?”

“I have no idea, honey… what is it?” he asked with a yawn.  It wasn’t that early, only ten a.m., but for Christian any time before eleven is too early.

“I told Kevin…”

He yawned again, “Help me out, babe… you told him what?”

“About Sean.  I told him everything.”

“Holy shit… when?”

“This morning after the sunrise.  I made him ask me to tell him and I did.”

“Oh, honey… I’m so proud of you!”

I grinned like a goon, “I know, right?  God, it was hard but once I got going it sort of just all came rambling out and before I knew it, I’d told him everything.  Of course I still cried my fool head off, but it was good, Chris.  But you want to know the best part?”

“Of course I do…” Christian said with a grin in his voice, he sounded much more alert all of a sudden.

“After I told him about it, we went back to bed for a couple hours and I didn’t have the nightmare. Maybe it was a fluke, and it’ll come back tonight but I actually slept without the nightmare just days before going to New York!”

“I want to hug you so bad right now…” he said and laughed.  “Baby, I’m so happy for you!  How does it feel to have everything out in the open with Kevin?”

“Fan-fucking-tastic…” I said and giggled.  “He knows about Sean, I know about his stupid ex whore… and we’re in love and it’s just…” I sighed happily and giggled again.  “Amazing.”

He laughed, “I love that you call the ex wife, Stupid Whore.”

“Me too…” I giggled.  “Plus it gets a grin out of Kev every time I do it.”

“So it’s definitely worth it.”

“Yep… Anyway, speaking of Mr. Sexy, he should be about done with his shower so I need to be there for the Happy Towel Moment.  I just wanted to share with you…”

“I’m glad you did, babe… it’s awesome.”

“Even though I woke you up?”

“Yeah… now go away so I can sleep another half hour,” he said and giggled.  “Call me later.”

“Will do, love you!”

I closed my cell phone and got back in my bedroom in perfect timing.  As I went about resuming packing for our overnight trip to take Vinnie to my mom, Kevin was just opening up the bathroom door and walking out in all his sexy wetness.  I couldn’t help but stop in my tracks and sigh at the sight. When he laughed at me and shook his head I grinned, “I can’t help it… you’re fucking hot and when I see you all half naked and drippy like that I have to sigh because I know all of that…” I motioned toward his body with my hand, “Is all for me.”  I fanned myself with my hand, “You’re just too damn pretty, Richardson…”

“I’m not complaining, I’m flattered…” he said with a grin.  “You’re going to give me a huge ego though.”

“It’ll go well with the other huge body parts you have…” I said and seriously cracked up.  I laughed so hard I had to bend over at the waist and hold my stomach.   

He tried not to laugh but when I snorted and fell over onto the bed he lost it and laughed too, “Seriously?  You’re making dick jokes?”

“I prefer the word cock actually…” I said, still laughing hysterically on my back on the bed.  “Much dirtier… cock.”

“My God, she’s lost her mind, Vinnie…” Kevin said looking at the dog.  He was lying on his new doggie bed that we had to buy for him since Kevin was becoming a permanent fixture in my bed and there wasn’t room in it for all three of us.  Vinnie looked up at Kevin like, “Duh” and then closed his eyes to snooze some more.  Kevin looked back to me and laughed at me still laying there giggling over my own joke. “You are in a fantastic mood…” he said and sat down next to me on the bed running his fingers through my nearly dry hair, I’d showered before him. 

“Yep…” I said looking up at him with a grin.  “And I want pancakes… so I say we hit up IHop before we get on the road…”

“Sounds good to me…” he said then kissed me as I sat up, finished with my giggle fit.  “And I promise not to mention the C-A-R like I did earlier…”

We both giggled.  Kevin had this amazing inability to remember that at the mere mention of the words “walk,” “car,” or “dog park” that Vinnie would go nuts.  The night before when we’d been talking about the trip to my mom’s Kevin mentioned loading the car Vinnie lost it.  He went running around the house like he was on speed knocking things over with his tail, pulled his leash from the hook on the wall and carried it around in his mouth waiting for us to leave.  Once Vin gets it in his head that he’s going for a ride he’s relentless, so at midnight we took him for a ride just so he’d calm down and get some sleep.  “Good idea… he can’t go to IHop, although he would love it.”

An hour and a half later when we were thoroughly stuffed with pancakes and coffee, and had brought Vinnie a short stack of his own pancakes to inhale, we were on the road to my mom’s house.  Vinnie with his head happily hanging out of the back window, and me in the passenger seat fiddling with yarn while Kevin drove. 

“So what’s with the yarn, babe?”

I cussed at a knot in the yarn that was proving a pain in my ass to untangle, “This brand always, always knots.  Such a pain.  It’s beautiful yarn but geesh, you’d think they’d figure out a way to keep it from tangling before it’s purchased!  I can tangle it up on my own just fine, thank you…”   

Kevin laughed, “But what’s it for?”

“Huh?” I asked and looked up from my knot disaster.  “Oh… didn’t I tell you?  It’s for a hat for you.  I’ve never been the best with flying, but when I was in high school I took a trip to California and realized that if I have something to keep my hands busy then I don’t freak out so much on the plane.  The woman I sat next to was knitting and she showed me how.”

“Aww, you’re knitting me a hat?” he said with a grin.

I grinned back, “Yeah.  I saw this yarn and had to buy it for you.  I think the green in it is going to make your eyes pop…” I glanced at him and saw the blush creep over his face that was always there when I talked about how pretty his eyes were.  “I don’t knit nearly enough anymore since I moved down here, but when I’m flying I always have to have something to knit, and usually when I do book tours I knit a lot more too because of all of the boring hours in hotels.”  I laughed at a memory, “I literally stabbed Christian with a needle on my last book tour because we were flying and he was making fun of me saying that I was like a little grandma with her knitting.  I didn’t mean to break the skin, but I was already in a pissy mood and he was calling me Grannie over and over.  He threatened to tell the flight attendants that I had a ‘weapon.’”

“You broke the skin?” Kevin asked and laughed.  “Note to self, never call Kel, Grannie.”

I grinned, keeping my eyes on the yarn, I could almost see the end of the knotted tunnel, “Good idea… especially if you want to keep having The Sex.”

“Oh I do…” he chuckled.

I released the last knot then threw my hands up in triumph, “Yes!  You’re so my bitch now, Yarn!” Kevin and I both giggled and I began resumed rolling the yarn into a ball.  I looked at him and smiled, “Anyway, I think you’ll be sexy in it, so it’s for you…”

“I’m sure I’ll love it…” he said with his eyes still on the road and a big smile on his face. “So are there any other things I should know before we go to New York?  Any weird habits, traditions?  Sharp objects that I need to stay away from?” he asked with a laugh.

I thought about it and smiled, “I don’t think so… We’ll have to eat at Josef’s restaurant at least once, that’s a given.  And there’s a yarn shop that I can’t go to the City without stopping by.  I like to get Starbucks and drink it in Central Park if there’s time.  Lots and lots of baby hogging of Miles… Nothing that should injure you though, unless we get really kinky whilst having The Sex.”

He laughed, “You know, we never did talk about those sex toys of yours… I’m not kidding, I want details.”

It was my turn to blush as I focused on my yarn ball, “Well let’s just say that I was single for a long time and a girl has to do what a girl has to do to stay… satisfied.”

“So we’re talking multiple toys?”

“Mmm hmm…” my face was burning.

“Like how many?”

“I dunno…” I mumbled.

“Liar.  How many?”

I rolled my eyes, “A few…”

“More than three?”

“Yeah…”

“More than five?”

“Maybe…” I said and couldn’t help but grin.

“Damn…”

I shrugged, “Like I said… single a long time.” 

I finished rolling the yarn and put it into the bag at my feet.  Kevin grabbed my hand, kissed it, then held it in his, “That’s something I’ve never done… toys…”

“Really?” I asked and looked at him with wide eyes.  “You never have?”

“Never.”

“What, Stupid Whore didn’t approve of them?” I asked with a chuckle.

He laughed, “Basically… I bought something once.  She thought it was ‘gross.’”

“What was it?” I asked, totally turned on by the thought of Kevin wanting to use sex toys.

“Oh I don’t know… just something that looked interesting.”

“Who’s the liar now?  What was it?”  I waited as he chewed on the inside of his lip, his thoughtful look.  “Dude, if you want to see any of my toys and use them, you have to tell me!”  I leaned over and kissed his cheek then whispered in his ear, “Plus I think it’s way sexy that you like toys…”  I sucked on his earlobe for a split second and he swerved the car a touch.  I tried not to giggle at him as I sat back in my seat, “Spill it, Heartthrob.”

“Fine.  It was a vibrating cock ring.  It had this little thing on it that was supposed to work on her and me at the same time. Never got to use it though.”

I shivered in my seat and was pretty sure my vision went blurry for a second at the thought of sex with Kevin mixed with a vibrating cock ring, “Sweet Baby Jesus…” I muttered and fanned myself.

Kevin laughed, “What?”

“Sorry… I just had a sensory memory of sexing you mixed with one of a vibrator and wow… I think I may have just come.”

“Well shit…” he laughed.  “Had I known it turned you on that much I would have told you a long time ago.”

“Oh honey…” I giggled.  “You have no idea… When we get back home tomorrow night, I have something very special for you. Till then we’ll just have to stick to straight vanilla fucking.”

“Have I mentioned lately that I love you?” he asked with a grin as he glanced at me.  My heart did its usual flip-flop at hearing the words and I couldn’t help but smile.

“More than Stupid Whore?”

He laughed, “Way more than Stupid Whore. She didn’t even want to even hear about the cock ring I bought.  It was like it was a non-issue.  I understand that toys aren’t for everyone, but she could have at least tried it once for me.”

“Exactly…” I said and squeezed his hand. “But now that you’re with a true freak, you have nothing to worry about anymore.  Don’t ever, ever be afraid to tell me your fantasies, baby.”

“Ditto for you…” he said raising my hand to his lips once more.  “I can only imagine the stuff that’s in your head.”

I smirked and looked out the window at the passing scenery, “Oh you have no idea…”