Copyright © 2007 Lanie Fuller
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"Lucy, I'm home!" she called out and headed towards the kitchen.
Jacob stood in the doorway of the kitchen. He frowned. "Why am I always Lucy?"
"Because you have such pretty legs." She sat the bags down on the counter and turned to face him.
"Well, that's true." He grinned, checking out his own legs.
"Okay, I need to go shower. Will you put these away while I shower and change?"
"Since you asked so nicely." Putting his arms around her waist, he swung her around in a circle and brought her up against his body.
Hannah kissed him on the nose. "Hurry up, pretty boy. You have to get dressed too."
"Yeah, yeah. But give me a kiss first," he demanded.
Hannah happily obliged. By the time they finished their kiss, getting dressed wasn't what was on her mind. "Food." She pointed to the bags she had left on the counter. "Put it away while I shower and stop trying to distract me. Also," she paused to glare at her captor, "I noticed that not all of the decorations are ready."
He made a face. "Oh yeah, I knew I was forgetting something."
"When you're done, come upstairs and change." Hannah wiggled her eyebrows suggestively and moved out of his grasp when he grinned. Leaving him to his work, she walked out of the kitchen. She couldn't help but laugh when she distinctly heard him mumble 'slave driver'.