The Waiting One Part II: Waiting for the End

All I Want for My Birthday...

Zachary was greeted in the morning with breakfast in bed. He had fried eggs, crispy coconut pancakes, and sweetened couscous. Serronie strolled into the room, hair wild as ever, toting a green tray. His t-shirt hung sloppily from her shoulder, and nearly draped to her knees. He couldn't get accustomed to having her with him every morning.

"Here you go, birthday boy," Serronie crooned sweetly as she planted a kiss on his lips. He grinned and held her head so she couldn't pull back, and went for more kisses. Serronie obliged, and then pulled back. He was trying to get her started.

"Baby, eat your food, it's nice and hot," she contested with a smirk.

He bit his bottom lip, "You're nice and hot too, so can I eat-"

"Zack!" she interjected, "Enjoy your birthday breakfast," she finished with a chuckle as she placed the tray on his lap.

He leered at her and groaned, "You looking so damn pretty this morning."

"Thanks, baby, you look good all day, but you knew that already," she charmed as she clicked her tongue, winked at him, and exited the room.

Zachary scarfed down his food. He loved Serronie's cooking. She returned to the room a short while later with fresh orangeade. She knew how to spoil her husband. He drank water all of the time, and if not water, he only wanted homemade beverages.

"So, you gonna cuddle with me in bed all day?" he requested with a massive smile.

"Actually, I have a full day of fun planned for you! So, you better get your ass up and get dressed, we have an appointment for a couple's massage in forty-five minutes.

"Really? Where at?" he inquired.

She replied, "The east side of downtown, at Maxx Luxe Day Spa."

"That's not too far!" He jumped to his feet and grabbed Serronie's waist, "The things we can do in twenty minutes girl," he hinted as he went for the hem of her shirt.

Serronie grabbed his wrists and backed up quickly. "Honey, it is Valentine's Day, there will be traffic! So go wash up, get dressed, and bring your ass!"

"But I just want you, my little cupcake," he cajoled.

She took his hands and looked up to him. "You work so hard, pumpkin, let me take you around the city so that you can be catered to, for a change, please."

He stared at her for a few seconds. Then he decided to control his hormones. If he had his way, he would have stripped down and went round for round with her all day. But clearly, she had other plans. Much to his delight, they turned out to be fun. The massage felt great. It was a dose of relaxation that he needed. Then she took him to a meet and greet with his favorite football team. Half of the players happened to be guys he played against and played with while he was in high school. He had an excellent time. She dropped him off there and allowed him some male-bonding time. All of that was great, but he just wanted to spend time with her.

He called Serronie to pick him up at 6:45 in the evening. Once he came back, she had a mass of his favorite foods cooked. They ate in bed and watched an episode of "Mythbusters". Once done, Serronie took both plates and headed for the kitchen.

Serronie washed the dishes and looked at the mirror over the sink. Through the reflection, the sun shined faintly through the blinds. In a short time it would be dark outside. The longer she cleaned, the more tired she'd be by night time, and she could ultimately just go to sleep. Serronie wanted to keep the thought of sex out of her head. Though she was on birth control, she didn't quite feel emotionally stable enough for sex again.