I wasn’t sure how Steve was going to feel about last night’s post, but when he arrived today, he told me he liked it. I asked him if he wanted me to remove it, and he said not at all. However, there was one part he didn’t like — hated, really. The part where I said I was dispensable.
We talked for a long time. But then talking time was over.
“Are you ready for me to spank complete awareness and understanding into you that you are not dispensable?” he asked. I shuddered, but said yes.
“I need you to know this. I need to show you.”
And he did. Most emphatically.
After it was over, he held me until the trembling and the tears subsided. I didn’t think I’d ever stop crying.
But you know what? I think I’ve shed my last tear for a while. 🙂
Indispensable. I am, dammit. He is, too.
And that’s all she wrote. Here’s what he wrote:
Guess I had my pre-Shadow Lane warm-up, huh?
Funny side note: Two weeks ago when Steve came over after his vacation, he walked in and then said, “Oh, damn. I brought you a box of these awesome cookies from Hawaii, but I forgot to bring them.” No problem, I said; just bring them next time.
He didn’t make it last week, and when he came in today, he sheepishly handed me a small Baggie and said, “I finally remembered to bring you those great cookies from Hawaii… but I ended up eating most of them.”
LOL! Look at this — he left me a whopping four cookies!!
|Aren’t they cute; they’re shaped like little pineapples!|
Oh well, it’s the thought that counts.
♥ you, my top.