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Five YearsLater

His gentle fingers zipped up my black dress, covering my black lacy lingerie, lingerie I was dying to wear again and finally felt confident once again. My body was finally back.

I couldn’t wait to explore again, to play, to be aroused inside.

With him.

I surveyed the charcoal eye liner around my eyes before the mask was secured over my face. I drew red lipstain on my lips before smiling at my reflection. This all felt magical. So right. It had been too long.

After a long week of rotations in the hospital, I was looking forward to this night.

I dabbed his favorite perfume behind my ears before spinning around and seeing that grin of his sitting handsomely on top of his pin striped suit.

“Shall we?”

With my arm looped into his we walked past our master bathroom and through our bedroom, down the halls covered with photos from trips around the world, until we saw him.

Our only son.

Our four-year-old.

“Mommy, where are you and Daddy going? And why are you wearing those funny masks?”

He sat on the floor playing with his toys. His babysitter sat on the couch cross-legged as she assembled a LEGO tower before she stopped everything she was doing and gasped.

“Oh my, Mr. And Mrs. McMaster. You two look breathtaking! Which gala are you going to?” She sat up straighter. “I’d die to go to a masquerade. How romantic!”

“Thank you, Lindsey. Oh, we are just going to a little function.” I played with my earing as I said so.

“A favorite past time.” He echoed my own thoughts.

“Well, you two have fun! You deserve it! I know you work so hard! You are sooooo romantic. I hope I can have such a romantic relationship one day.” She pouted, yet still smiled at us with the smile of youth.

“You will. Just wait and see.”

“And you never know where you’ll meet,” Kyle had to say. I elbowed him playfully.

“Yeah…how did you two meet again?”

A light laugh escaped me. “Oh, that’s a long story. Perhaps another time.”

“Sure!”

“Should you need anything, anything, we have our cells. But we shouldn’t be home until well past two. Maybe three. Like we said, your bedroom is right next to Levi’s. Help yourself to anything in the fridge.”

Levi puttered his happy feet across the wood floor eager to hug my legs.

“Mommy, you look like a princess!”

I bent down and picked him up, planting a big fat kiss on his cheek. I couldn’t believe we created him.

We.

Kyle and me.

“Wait! I have to take a photo of you three. Smile!” Lindsey’s infectious voice filled the room. “You have to Instagram this!”

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