Frey turned back to me. “I’ll be back to escort you to the Gales, wife,” he called. I pushed lethargically up on both forearms and called back, “Awesome, husband.” He shook his head and grinned before he disappeared. My girls rushed in with Bess closing the door. They all stopped four feet from the bed and stared at me. “Hey, ladies,” I greeted, totally not caring I was naked and in bed and had obviously been thoroughly and vigorously laid by my hot virile husband who seriously liked my present. They all kept staring at me. Finally, Jocelyn stated, “Balls to ten minutes.”
