It had been a couple of months since Laney went through her bout of depression. Brian knew she’d had a tough go of things and had not wanted to see anyone or do anything.  He worried about her while he’d been gone; she’d not really been like that before. When he returned, though, she was her usual self.  She’d been going through their things again putting unnecessary items in boxes and making piles for him to go through for items to give away. 

“Why not sell them?” he asked her when he got back.

“True, we could make a killing off of your used clothes on e-bay.” She smiled and in her best announcer voice she continued holding one of his shirts. “Ladies you can now own a piece of the man himself, get this shirt, never been washed, that was worn onstage by Backstreet Boy Brian Littrell for the low, low price of 199.99.” 

“Don’t be ridiculous Laney,” Brian laughed grabbing at the shirt.  Laney managed to yank it away from him quickly but he was faster and, reaching for it again he managed to get it away.  “We could easily get five hundred for it.”  His eyes twinkled as he smiled at her pulling her close. 

Brian held his wife close inhaling the smell of her shampoo.  They stood silent for a few moments before he looked in Laney’s eyes, their lips crashing together with a longing of lovers kept apart.  Slowly the two made the way to their bedroom and crashed to the bed. 

“I love you,” Laney said smiling up at her husband.

“I love you too.” He responded before their passion for each other took over. 

Brian must have fallen asleep after their love making, he woke alone in the bed but he could hear sounds of Laney singing in the kitchen.  He quietly snuck down the stairs and stood, hidden, behind his wife as she moved around the kitchen cooking something up for them to eat.  He liked to listen to her sing but she often didn’t let Brian know she even sang, she hated her voice and how does someone who is married to a professional singer sound like shit?  At least, that is what she thought.

Brian smiled as he watched her sway from side to side as she sang. He couldn’t help but laugh at the face she made as she spun around to see him standing there.  Her cheeks turned a bright shade of crimson and she stopped singing immediately.

“Brian, how long have you been standing there?”

Brian walked slowly towards her taking the spatula from her hand and tossing it on the counter.  He wrapped his arms around her and started to sway to the music in his head.  He turned her around the kitchen a few times ending with a dramatic dip.

Brian continued to hold her, leaning over her. He kissed her as he brought her back to a standing position. 

“Oh the food,” Laney laughed and grabbed the spatula; the pancake that had been in the pan was now burned.  Brian could see her pouting at the ruined food and he couldn’t help but laugh. 

“Laugh it up fuzz ball,” She grinned and put it on a plate and held it out to him.  “This is yours.”  

“Perfect, just the way I like them.” He took the plate, poured syrup over it and took a bit of the burned pancake.  “Delicious.” He grinned as she laughed and grabbed her own plate with a perfectly cooked pancake.

Brian watched as Laney at her food, she seemed to be much better than when he left her only a few weeks ago.  “Laney, did you want to join me on tour for awhile at least?” He asked.

“Of course, or I will have to look to the mail man to get me pregnant while you are away.”

“That might be a little difficult; our mail man is a woman.” 

“Or so you think.” She winked at Brian and picked up their plates to clean them up.

“Do you know something I don’t?”

Laney shrugged as she started to rinse the dishes and put them in the dishwasher.  “Will we have to share a bus?”  She remembered when she started dating Brian they had to share with one of the other guys, it wasn’t too bad, but it didn’t leave a lot of time alone for intimacy.

“Hell no!”  Brian laughed.

“Darn and I was looking forward to an orgy.”

Brian started making gagging noises at the mere thought of an orgy.  Laney turned and smiled broadly at him.  “Don’t tell me you and Nick haven’t thought about it before. Lots of women, lots of sex?”

“You are the only woman I need.” He winked and stood grabbing his cell phone as it started to ring.   “Hello?” He asked the person on the other line.   Brian couldn’t believe what he was hearing on the other end; he couldn’t hold back the smile as he was told the information.  He looked at his wife and she stood looking at him quizzically. 

She mouthed ‘what’ to him hoping he could give her some answer, but he held up his finger letting her know to wait a minute.  When he got off the phone he looked his wife.

“They accepted our offer.” He held his hands over his ears as Laney squealed with delight. 

“I knew being married to you had to have some perks.”

“Gold digger,” he laughed.

Brian went into the details of when the closing date would be and when they would get to take possession.  It would mean that she could only spend a few weeks with him on the road as she would have to be home to help organize the movers, by the time the leg of this tour was over they’d be moving into the home of their dreams.   Brian was thankful something had gone right, perhaps the move would keep Laney’s mind off of other things and she would relax, allowing her body to become pregnant.  He could only hope.