#it's my lazy three day weekend to watch Buddy Daddies

[whosname]

All hail to our (second in a row) three day weekend, I just want to do nothing and be in my natural lazy ways.

[hishotsluttywife]

My husband and I planned a lake house vaca with three of his friends and also they’re wife’s. Once we had packed up for this three day vacation we hit the road . The lake house was three hours away and we were meeting our friends there , on the way my husband teased me about how his buddy’s thought I was hot, and definitely the sexiest out of the three women that were going on this trip. I didn’t think much of it but it did send some thoughts through my head , once we arrived Paul my husband got a call from Jason and Steve saying that they’re wife’s had canceled the last min and that they were still coming to the house . My husband explain the news to me and then jokingly said that it must be my lucky day to spend the weekend with three young hung men , at least I thought he was joking , it was kinda weird how he said it . But ignoring that I just smiled and said yeah I hope they can control themselves , . My husband grinned and said it’s hard for them . Once the boys arrived we all started off with a few drinks and some laughter , my husband started the fire as I slipped into my bikini to catch the few moments of sunlight left of the day to relax. After laying out in the sun for awhile it started to set and everyone was wanting to go swimming , Steve brought up skinny dipping in the lake , I figured my husband would shut it down considering I was the only girl but he was eager to do it as well , before I knew all three men was standing around me with nothing on , i Pilsner help myself to peek at jason and Steve , my husband certainly was lying . I undid my top and slowing dropped my bottoms and we all took off towards the lake , later that night my husband told me the boys were surprised that I jumped in naked and jokes around about seeing my breadt and my fat ass , as he was telling me this I felt the bulge in my husbands shorts and said if you want me to be sluttier I can be for you daddy, as I grabbed his hard dick . the next morning Steve drove into town to pick up supplies, I decided to test my husband’s new found confession. With just the three of us in the cabin, I felt more daring, and after our morning conversation, I was not only curious but excited as well. After six years of marriage, I had never so much as kissed another man. But now everything felt possible. “How are you doing handsome?” I asked, plopping myself down on Jason’s lap and stealing his cup of coffee. He was about to push me off when I wiggled just the right amount, and instead, he wrapped an arm around me and laughed before taking his cup back. “I’m good,” he said. “Not even hungover somehow, which is a miracle. Are you going swimming?” I hadn’t bothered to put on anything but my bikini, and my skin was covered in goosebumps as I wrapped my arm around his neck. “I was thinking about it, but I’m feeling lazy.” Just as we turned to look out over the lake, a sleepy Paul stumbled out onto the deck in a bathrobe and shorts carrying another mug of coffee. “You two look comfy,” he said, leaning against the railing. “She climbed onto my lap!” Jason said defensively. “Oh, I wouldn’t doubt it,” Paul said, facing us both. “Well, you told me to be nice to your friends,” I said, reaching down and rubbing Jason’s muscular chest. Maybe I could get a rise out of Paul after all. It was one thing to talk about it, but watching was something else. “That’s true,” Paul said as if daring me to do more. So, instead of getting up, I nestled in closer to Jason before reaching down and stealing his coffee one more time. He looked up at me as I stared back at my husband. I took a deep breath and kept on pushing. “You know, I was thinking this week would be a good time to see if I can rid of these tan lines.” I was testing the water, but once more, my husband nodded and smiled at me as if accepting my challenge. “You guys don’t mind?” I asked, reaching behind me for the strings to my bikini top. “I’m not going to say a damn thing,” Jason said, watching me intently as I let my bathing suit fall to the deck behind me revealing my breasts to both men. We had all swam naked the day before, but this was new territory. There wasn’t any water to hide me, and I had my arm around Jason’s neck, which meant his face was practically buried between my tits. “I can’t believe how beautiful you are,” Paul said, making no motion to move. “What about you?” I asked, lifting Jason’s chin up. “Do you think I’m beautiful too?” “You’re incredible,” he said, slipping his hand over my thigh as I parted my legs for him. “Perfect even.” “You’re pretty handsome, yourself,” I said, opening my legs wider as his fingers pressed against my thigh. I let out a soft moan in case there was any doubt what I was feeling. Surely Paul would stop us at any moment. “Dude, you better grab your wife if you don’t want us to anything stupid,” Jason said. “She can do whatever she wants,” Paul said, looking me right in the eye. Fuck, if he was going to push, then I could push harder. And if this was a test, then I was either going to pass or fail with my next move. “Kiss me,” I said, leaning down and pressing my lips to Jason’s mouth. Without pause, he held me tighter as I felt him kiss me back. He wrapped both arms around me as I straddled him and I was instantly aware of how hard he was between my legs. I didn’t look up, but I could see Paul move to the chair next to us before leaning back and watching us with open eyes. “You’re amazing,” Jason said, his hands finally running up to my bare breasts and touching me softly. “So fucking beautiful.” “Your hands feel good,” I said, tilting my head back as he pressed his mouth between my breasts and began to kiss me. “If you don’t stop, I’m not going to be able to hold back.” I turned to look at my husband as I said it and he reached down and gently grabbed his cock. “You don’t have to hold back,” he whispered, just loud enough for both of us to hear him. I leaned forward and began kissing Jason again, and I was done with self-restraint. If I were single and this was any other guy, I’d already have his cock out and in my mouth. But with my husband next to us, I had been holding back without realizing it. When Jason grabbed my ass, I ground down onto his cock even harder. “You feel so good,” I moaned. “You’re so fucking hard.” “I want you so badly,” Jason said, catching himself at the last minute. He looked over at Paul, but my damn husband still didn’t move to stop us. So, I did the only thing I could. “I want you too,” I moaned, kissing his neck and then his chest as I slid down his body. He lifted my head up by my chin as I sunk lower until I was lying on the chair with my hands on the waistband of his shorts. I gave my husband one more glance before I unbuttoned Jason’s pants, pulled his cock out, and encircled his head with my lips. Paul gripped himself tighter as he watched, and I swear I heard him moan. “Oh fuck, Katie,” Jason said, leaning back as I took more and more of him into my mouth. “Holy shit, you’re good at that.” Without thinking, I began to suck his cock like I was back in college. I worked my hand up and down his considerable length, and I swallowed all of him again and again. He was so hard I could barely stand it, and the longer I sucked him, the more I wanted it somewhere else. By the time I began kissing back up his body, Paul’s dick was out and in his hand as he watched us. Jason kissed me as I struggled with the bottoms to my bikini, and then before I knew it, I was naked on top of my husband’s best friend just inches away from the point of no return. “You’re so wet,” Jason moaned, his fingers pushing into me as he kissed me harder. “I can’t help it,” I said, turning my face to the left until I could see Paul once more. “I want you to fuck me so badly.” And then, as my husband watched, I grabbed Jason’s cock and began to rub it against the lips of my pussy. Both of us turned to look at him, still asking for permission even as we grew closer and closer. “Are you sure?” Jason asked, and I didn’t know if it was to the man next to us or me. “Do it,” Paul said, nodding at us as his hand moved faster and faster. I could tell he was going to come soon, and I had no idea how he would feel once he did. All I knew was that I had a hard cock in my hand that was attached to a very handsome man. The fact that he was my husband’s friend, married, and generally off limits made it that much hotter. “Are you ready?” I asked, holding Jason still as I hovered above him. “I’ve been ready since the day I met you,” he said, struggling not to move. “Good,” was all I said, before letting myself sink down onto him, feeling his cock fill me in an instant. After six years of one man, I had someone new inside me, and my husband was watching from just two feet away. After one more glance, I turned to Jason, kissed him again, and then began to ride him for all I was worth. If Paul was going to change his mind, I was going to get my money’s worth. “You feel so good,” I moaned, feeling him penetrate me deeper. His hands were back on my ass, pulling me to him, and as he thrust up into me, I felt myself start to build towards a climax. After all the teasing, all the words spoken, and the sheer insanity of it all, I was about to go off, and there was no going back. “You are so fucking tight,” Jason said. “You’re incredible.” “You feel so big,” I moaned, in between kisses. “Your cock is perfect, fuck me harder. Please, I’m gonna come. I’m gonna come so hard!” “Oh fuck, me too,” Jason moaned. I closed my eyes as he fucked me, and all the while I kept waiting for my husband to reach over and stop the insanity. I kept waiting for him to tell us it was a joke and it had gone on too long. I kept waiting for him to tell Jason to pull out and at least put a condom on. But no, my husband kept jerking off as he watched, and before I knew what was happening, I was coming so hard I had to bite my arm to keep from waking up the entire lake. Still, I moaned and screamed as I came, clenching around the man inside me as my orgasms rolled through me again and again. I bit his lip, ground my clit into his pelvic bone, and didn’t let go until the spasms of release had finally let me go. “Oh fuck, I’m so close,” Jason said, turning to Paul one more time. My husband stood up instantly and moved towards me as I felt his friend begin to tense. And then, at the very last minute, he pulled me up as both men started to come. Jason grabbed his cock as I opened my mouth to Paul, and they cried out as they came, one on his stomach and the other on my parted lips. Somewhere in the middle, I fell back to Jason’s lap, and I instantly rubbed him between the lips of my pussy as he came for what felt like forever. Looking down, the scene was so illicit I almost came again, because right there was his big cock exploding against my wet cunt after my orgasm. The cum from my husband ran down my lips and chin as I leaned back and let out one more long and desperate sigh of release and abandon. Paul fell back to his chair, and I felt myself fall forward until Jason held my head against his shoulder, my face turned towards my husband. I reached between us and felt his sticky cum against his skin and for a brief moment, I wondered what it would have been like if he hadn’t pulled out. “Fuck, that was incredible,” Jason said, shaking his head as if trying to wake himself up from a dream. “I can’t believe you did it,” Paul said, finally zipping himself back up. “Fuck, that was hot.” “Are you okay?” I asked, finding my feet and then the tops and bottoms of my suit. All he could do was nod as he looked up at me. When he reached out a hand, I took it, gripping my suit in the other, and I kissed his fingers. Jason was still a mess below me, but I managed to sit down on the end of my husband’s chair before I fell. We sat in stunned silence, only occasionally broken by fits of laughter as each of us looked back and forth between the other two. I had just fucked another man, and there was no going back. Not that anyone looked like they wanted to, but still. It was an intense feeling, marked only by the other thing on my mind. It was going to get weird when Steve came back. “I think we should probably get in the water,” I finally said breaking the silence. “It might be awkward to be caught like this.” And then, before anyone could argue, the three of us were running down the dock, the men losing their shorts one more time before we dove headfirst into the cold waters, our sins washed away in an instant.

[rantingwriter]

Can you do thing with goms+kagami, kasamatsu, takao, and miyaji where they walk in to find their s/o singing to their kids to help them fall asleep?

Kuroko: After a long, drawn out, meeting with the school board. He wasmore than ready for a relaxing weekend. Walking into the house, he is surprisedby the silence that greets him. He looks around a moment before heading for hisdaughters room. As he approaches the room, he can hear you singing. Peeringinto the room, he finds you rocking your daughter. Singing a lullaby yourmother sang to you when you had problems sleeping as a child. A soft smilegraces his face as the little girl in your arms slowly drifts off to sleep. Youlook up at him with a knowing smile. “You should’ve said something,” hewalks in to help you tuck the young one into bed. 

“I was going to, but I was enjoying your lovely voice.” You rub the back of your neck sheepishly. “Can I convince you to sing for me?” The two of you leave the child’s room to continue speaking. 

“Well…eat some dinner and clean up, then we can talk about a private session.” You were half joking, but he was a hundred percent serious about hearing you sing again. Moving with purpose to fulfill the requirements you listed. “Better start warming up those vocal chords then.” 

“Wait, what? You were serious?” He stops for a moment to look at you. “Yes, I don’t joke, remember?” 

Kise: A small handshakes you awake from your slumber. “M-Mommy I had a nightmare.” You yawn and look towards the source of the voice. Your six year old standing there on the verge of tears. 

“Aw I’m sorry, would you like to sleep with us?” He nods and climbs into your bed, snuggling between you and your husband, who was faking sleep at the moment. “Better?” 

“C-Can you sing to me please?” You smile softly and start quietly singing a lullaby you hear when you were young. Your voice soothing the child to sleep. 

“And here I thought you didn’t like singing in front of people.” Kise states with a teasing tone in his voice. You start feeling flustered that he had heard you. “I should start asking you to sing me to sleep if it means I get to hear that voice of yours.” 

Kagami: He didn’t mean to stay out so late. His old high school buddies were in town so he had gone out for a few drinks. He kept to the promise he made to you about keeping the drinking to a minimum, but he lost track of time talking to the guys. Walking through the front door he was expecting a lecture, instead he is greeted by a melodic tune. You were singing to your fussy toddler, trying to get him to sleep for the night. The sound of your voice lulling the bundle of joy to sleep. “Wow,” he sighs out, the song bringing a warm feeling to his chest. You look up with a mix of surprise and relief. 

“You scared me, where have you been?” 

“Did you learn that from my mom? It sounds very familiar…” Your question going right over his head. 

“Yea, last time we visited she sang it to her.” You sigh, a small smile making it’s way onto your lips. “It works wonders when she gets fussy. Especially when daddy isn’t home to tell her a bed time story.” 

“Sorry, I lost track of time, also had to drive a couple of the guys back to their hotels.” You nod, “Okay, I will let it slide this time…” You got worried easily, due to his line of work. “I’m sorry, how about I make it up to you after I put her to bed.” You nod again, standing to hand the baby off to him. “And then you can sing me to sleep,” He was joking, but he really wanted to hear that voice of yours again. 

Kasamatsu: “Stupid Kise, I told him I needed to get home before 10…” The grumbling continued as he unlocked the front door. Said model had invited him to a party and wouldn’t let him leave. He stops his muttering when he hears you. You are laying on the couch singing into a microphone that is hooked up to a couple of small speakers. Said speakers placed on either side of your swelling stomach. You didn’t sing very often, so it was quite a surprise. “What are you doing?” You gasp, turning your head to look at him. 

“I was wondering when you would get back.” You chuckle and sit up, with a little help from him. “I read online that singing to your baby helps development. Want to try?” He smiles and shakes his head no.

“I would rather listen to you,” a small blush forms on your cheeks. 

“Then, can you play your guitar?” He thinks a few moments before nodding. Grabbing the old instrument to play for you. He was very rusty, but if it made you happy. He would gladly relearn it. 

Midorima: His job was prone to calling him in at odd hours of the night. So when he got back home at 3 in the morning. He is rather startled by the sound of you singing voice. Finding you with the twins, calming them after getting spooked by the sounds of your husband leaving and coming home. Peering in to find the three of you on the floor, the two boys snoozing away in your lap. You stop mid lyric when the floor creaks under his weight. “Emergency call again?” He nods, helping you to tuck the boys back into bed. 

“Yes, I’m sorry if I disturbed you three.” He puts an arm around your back guiding you back to the master bedroom. “You shouldn’t be up anyways, a good nights rest is important for growing babies.” You roll your eyes feeling his other hand caress your still flat stomach. 

“This coming from you who never gets a full night’s sleep?” He turns red out of habit, helping you into bed. “I’m teasing, hurry up and get ready for bed. I need my heater.” You couldn’t help messing with him. Watching as he hurries to get ready for bed again. He really wanted to listen to you sing more, but he was also very tired. Maybe tomorrow he could catch you singing to the twins again. 

Murasakibara: Napping on the couch, he was trying to catch some Z’s while his infant slept. Losing quite a bit of sleep lately, taking care of the extremely loud baby. Since you worked the night shift, that meant he was in charge of caring for the little guy. He was half expecting to wake up after about five minutes of shut eye, but to his surprise he got a good two hours in. “How did that happen?” His question barely audible with how drowsy he was even after the long nap. A soft melody reaching his ears from the nursery. He lumbers over to figure out what the source is. Finding you singing to the sniffling child. A lazy smile graces his face as you calm the cranky baby. Once it stops fussing he speaks up, “you will have to teach me that one.” You turn and grin at him. 

“Gladly, you look more tired than I do half the time.” The small one babbles something at the two of you. 

“Worth it,” he yawns walking back towards the kitchen. “I’ll get her bottle, then you can start teaching me.” You chuckle, letting the little one play with your fingers. Even if it was a lesson, he would gladly sit and listen if it meant hearing you sing again. 

Miyaji: Practice today pissed him off more than usual. The neighborhood team wasn’t a serious team, but he was never one to take the sport lightly. Knowing he was probably walking home to chaos was not helping his mood either. Walking through the door he braces himself for the tackle of four small children. Instead he is met by something so soothing his anger dissipates within seconds. Shutting the door quietly, he traces the sound back to you in the living room. All four of your children sleeping soundly. “How?” He asks, keeping his voice down enough to not disturb the young ones. 

“Tried a new method for nap time. How was practice?” You tiptoe away from the nappers and move to the other room to keep talking. 

“Awful, I wish they would take things more seriously.” He frowns, gladly accepting the hug from you. 

“I’m sorry, is there anything I can do?” 

“You can sing again, for starters.” He smiles at the flush on your cheeks. Just being with you helping his mood already. “And if the little noise makers stay asleep. We can do something else.” His smirk makes your face heat up. Rustling in the other room, telling you both the answer to that second idea. “Guess it’s just a mini concert for me.” 

Takao: Running errands isn’t the funnest thing in the world, but if it meant you could relax for a bit. He was happy to help. You had stayed up extremely late with your daughter last night. The poor girl had gotten sick and barely slept the whole night. He returned home to find you on the couch singing softly to the dozing pale girl. She looked better than last night at least. The soothing sounds of your voice is very pleasant. “How is she feeling?” He whispers, brushing a few stray strands from his daughters face. 

“She has been better, but at least she stopped vomiting.” You yawn, still looking exhausted. 

“At least your lovely singing voice got her to sleep today.” You smile at the compliment, “I’m glad you like it. Want to hear more?” You were joking, but he sits down next to you anyways. “Yes please!~”

Aomine: After going through mountains of paper work. He is more than ready to flop into bed. Walking into the house, he is a little surprised to find the house quiet and intact. Walking towards his room, he is even more surprised to hear you singing. You had all three boys in bed and asleep for the night. Staying quiet, he listens to you and waits for you to leave the boys room. Your voice gradually getting quieter and quieter as you leave the room. “You never told me you could sing.” You jump not realizing he was even home. 

“Y-Yea I don’t really like singing in front of people.” He drapes his arm around your shoulders. Dipping his head down to your ear he whispers, “maybe I could make you sing sometime.” The teasing tone in his voice sending chills down your spine. 

“What are you insinuating?” He grins at you, nipping your ear a little before kissing the side of your head. “I’m kidding, lets get to bed I’m exhausted.” 

Akashi: He was held up in his study all day. You had to bring him food to make sure he ate anything. After finishing up the last of the paperwork he finally gets up from his desk. His joints cracking from siting in the same position for too long. Leaving the stuffy room, he is greeted by a pleasant sound. Walking over to the source, he finds you rocking his son to sleep. Singing the lullaby he heard you play on a music box many times in the past. Waiting patiently for you to put the little boy to bed. He waits until you close the door to speak, “You sound as lovely as ever.” You smile at him, more happy to see him out of his office than you are about the compliment. 

“Thanks, I just figured the sound would help him sleep.” You walk over to him and wrap your arms around his waist. 

“You should do it more often, we both like the sound of your voice.” 

[addicted-to-ragehappy]

Lean On Me [Redux] [Family AH OT6] [Chapter 3 - Final]

Title: Lean on Me [Redux]

Pairing: Platonic/Family AH OT6

Rating: K+

Genre: Fluff/Family

Words: 1365

Prompt/Summary: Geoff Ramsey, a single father of four adopted children, is struggling to support his family on just his Rooster Teeth salary. In his desperation to keep his family well-fed and happy, he resorts to taking a night job to clock more hours. However, his state of health is compromised, but he does his best to hide his overworked state from his friends, who only know of his oldest son, Ryan.

A/N: I wanted to get the last chapter of this out of the way so I could get a schedule going. I really enjoyed writing this for a second time, and I hope you enjoyed re-experiencing it! Thank you so much for supporting me! ~No One

A/N 2: Anything in italics is either a memory or a thought. It should be easy to distinguish the two.

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“Mama loved these daisies, Daddy.” Gavin took Geoff’s hand and dragged him over to the small daisy patch. “She’d always smile when we gave her one. She told us not to pick too many, or they wouldn’t grow back.”

Geoff smiled. “She was right. And look how many there are now because of that.”

Gavin nodded. “Mama was so smart.” The child fell silent for a moment. “Daddy?”

“Yes, Gav?”

“Why did Mama have to go away?”

Geoff felt his heart shatter for what felt like the hundredth time. “Sometimes, things happen and we can’t explain them. I don’t know why Mama had to go away, but she did.”

“But it would be better if she had stayed…” Gavin frowned.

“I know. But unfortunately, that’s not something Daddy or anyone can change.” The tattooed male knelt to Gavin’s height. “Death isn’t easy, little buddy, and it won’t get easier as you get older. The one thing you have to remember is that, no matter where she is, Mama will never stop loving you.”

“I know. Mama loved us a lot.” Bending down to the daisy patch, Gavin plucked one of the tender flowers from the ground and stuck it in Geoff’s beard. “I miss her.”

­–

Six months had passed since Jack and Burnie found Geoff’s secret out, and he was honestly grateful for the intervention. His life had changed so much in the recent months, all for the better. Jack had moved out of his apartment and moved in with Geoff, much to Geoff’s initial dismay. He didn’t want Jack to be bothered by the kids, and Geoff felt like he was unable to do it on his own. After a while, however, the company became welcoming, and the kids liked Jack so much that it hardly seemed troublesome at all.

He’d quit his job at the gas station the day after the intervention, telling his shitty boss that he just couldn’t do it anymore. Geoff had come unglued on his manager that last day, and it had felt good to get rid of the stress. He was tired of being bossed around by some kid in his late twenties. In the end, it left Geoff with more time for his kids, and he worked half as hard as he used to. The change was welcome.

Geoff finally began to see differences in the kids’ attitudes as well. Gavin, Jeremy, and Michael no longer tried to be sneaky in the early hours of the morning as they waited for Geoff to return home, and they’d stopped fighting each other for Geoff’s affection. Ryan was finally allowed to act like a real teenager, and though he was still very responsible with himself, he could tell that his oldest was trying to be lazy occasionally. Geoff was thrilled when Ryan asked to hang out with his friends on the weekends, as he was finally able to say yes.

The morning duties that Ryan once graciously carried out for him became Geoff’s responsibility once again, though making the kids take the bus to school was difficult. Gavin was the hardest to convince, but after promising him that the bus wasn’t that bad, the sandy-haired child agreed to go, if Geoff promised to be there when he got home. For once, Geoff could make – and keep – that promise.

Nighttime had fallen a few hours ago, and the house was silent. Gavin, Jeremy, and Michael had all fallen asleep in the middle of the living room floor, having watched a Disney movie before bed. Ryan had ventured into his bedroom shortly after the movie started, and though he was supposed to be sleeping, Geoff guessed he was playing video games as quietly as he could. With the peace the silence brought, Geoff found himself sitting in the middle of his bed, a picture of Griffon in front of him. Unlike the other times he’d found himself in the same position, he smiled. “You know, Griffy… I never thought I could make it without you… If it hadn’t been for Jack and Burnie interrogating me, I’m not sure I’d even be sitting here right now. I could be in the hospital, or worse… As much as I want to see you, I know it’s not my time yet.”

He smiled sadly and picked the picture up. It was such a simple photo, yet the elegance was evident. It was a photo of the two of them; Griffon had a daisy in her hair – one that the boys had picked for her – and Geoff had his arms wrapped around her. “I’m still not sure what lies ahead for us, but I have a feeling that the excitement’s only just begun. I know you’ll always be here with me no matter what, and having Jack around is nice, too. He’s been such a big help around the house, and the kids adore him. I wish you could see it.”

“Did I hear something about me?” The door creaked as Jack opened the door, poking his head into the bedroom. As he spotted Geoff on the bed, he let out a hearty laugh. “God, you’re so cliché, Geoff.”

“Dude!” Geoff set the picture back down on the bed, and shifted so Jack could sit. “Knock first next time!”

“Sorry, sorry.” Jack sat on the bed next to Geoff and glanced at the phot. “It’s really been a year now, hasn’t it?”

“Yeah, I can’t believe it myself.” Geoff sighed. “Sometimes, I catch the kids sitting outside by Griffon’s daisy patch, and I hear them talking to her. They miss her so much. I mean, so do I, but I think we’re going to be okay.”

Jack nodded in agreement. “I think so, too. I don’t think these kids could be in better hands, Geoff. You’ve been a great father to them; always doing what you think is best.”

“I know that, and I know that they do, too. I’m glad I can finally be the dad they deserve, all thanks to you and Burnie. I don’t think I could ever repay you two for the help you’ve given me.”

“You’ve already done that, Geoff. You’re giving your kids the life they should have, and basically gave them the greatest uncle ever.” Jack laughed and slid off the bed. “I moved the kids to the couch and threw a blanket over then.”

“Thanks Jack.”

“No problem.” The bearded male stretched. “I’m going to get some shut-eye. You should do the same.”

“Yeah, I know.” Geoff yawned. “Hey, on your way through, can you tell Ryan that he needs to get some sleep? I don’t want him to be overtired tomorrow.”

“Of course. Good night, Geoff.”

As Jack left and the door closed, Geoff took another glance at the picture before setting it back on his nightstand. “I don’t think I’d change my life for anything in the world, Griffy. I still love you, and I always will, but I’ll see you again when it’s my time…” With the final words escaping his lips, he smiled and shut his lamp off.

–

The night was still and calm. From outside the house, no sounds could be heard other than the soft snorts from the kids, and the loud snores from Jack’s bedroom. The scene was peaceful. The three youngest children were fast asleep; Jeremy clutching a teddy bear, Gavin upside-down, and Michael sprawled up in as much space as he could take. Ryan was finally asleep, Edgar perched on the edge of his bed from where Jeremy had thrown it at him. Jack’s snores echoed loudly throughout the house, but the sound did not disturb anyone.

It was when she spotted Geoff that her soul felt at peace. For the first time in a year, he slept with a relaxed expression on his face. Without tears streaming down his face. With a sense that, in time, things would be okay. She knew that he would never forget her. She knew it was okay to be at peace.

“I love you, Geoffrey. May we meet again when our kids are grown and out on their own.” With a tender smile, the ghostly figure dissipated into starlight.