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by JA
Rated: 13+ · Short Story · Romance/Love · #2116481
An evening with my hubby and I.
It is evening and the sun has said goodnight once again. Our only child still left at home is snuggled deep in his bed and this is our time. We sit in the living room talking and laughing, enjoying being together.

My husband says, "I've been working on something, can I play it for you?"

"Of course." I say.

My husband is a musician, singer, song writer, and very good. He brings his guitar in from the music room, and sits on the ottoman in front of me. As he begins to play, I think I know this song. I do. It's Van Morrison's 'Brown Eyed Girl'.
As I listen, I smile, because he has slowed it down, changed it up slightly, and made it for me. The words and music drifting through my home are beautiful, I feel the love as he sings straight to my heart.

When the last chord dies away, I let out a sigh, "Wonderful Sweetie."

I place my hands on his knees and lean forward, my cheek is just touching his, lightly.

My lips are close to his ear and I whisper,"We are the best thing that ever happened to me."

by: JA Sibley

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