Daphne and Zander VDay

Her lips found the sweet spot below my jaw, teeth gently pulling at my skin. I trailed my hand up her thigh, over her hip, and to her back where I slid her shirt up to caress her skin. She arched and swung her leg over me, straddling my lap while kissing lower on my neck. The sounds she made drove me mad, causing me to ache even more, and I didn’t know how much longer I’d last before I flipped her over and ravaged every inch of her body.

“Mamamamamama!” Alec screamed from outside the door. His little fist pounded just under the doorknob, as he wasn’t quite tall enough to reach it, yet. “Dadadadada!”

Daphne groaned into my shirt. “Not now.” She turned away from me, toward the edge of the bed.

I chuckled and slapped her ass. “We better get him before he burns the house down.”

She jumped up and rushed to the door. “Don’t say things like that, Zander!” The panic in her voice caused me to chuckle. Such a worrywart.

I turned on my side so little man wouldn’t jump on my raging boner and couldn’t help but grin as he waddled his way in. Alec had grown fast and was quickly approaching two years old. Daphne and I celebrated our first marriage anniversary a few days before Christmas. Life was overwhelming, chaotic, and beautiful. Every day I fell more in love with Daphne and Alec. Every day he changed, became more of a person instead of this little blob we created. Every day was wonderful.

He grunted and groaned while trying climb up our bed. Daphne giggled and hoisted him up. “There you go, buddy.”

He crawled toward me, pointing to the TV. “Dawgeee.”

I knew what that meant. “How about in the living room?” I asked. Adjusting myself, I got out of bed and took him to the living room where I secured the extra lock on the door and locked the baby gate to the kitchen. We’d learned over a year ago he was a tornado and moved everything dangerous upstairs. We could bring it back out later on. I flipped the kid’s channel on and dumped his blocks and dinosaurs in front of him. “Have fun,” I said and kissed the top of his head.

“Daphne!” I called.

“What?” she said, sticking her head out of the bathroom, toothbrush hanging from her mouth.

“I have to run out. I locked up the front door and the gate is up. I’m slipping out the back.” I dashed over, kissed her cheek, and squeezed her breast. “Later,” I whispered with a wink.

Knowing she’d be home all day, I had flowers for her delivered to the store and had hid her Valentine’s gift in the stock room. My sister, Zarina, was coming to get Alec for the night. Daph had no idea. Surprising her never grew old, and I smiled while I headed to the store, anxious to write her song.


Half the day was spent writing lyrics before crossing them out and starting again. Never in my life was writing a song so difficult, but it was now. Finally, after I was convinced my sanity was lost, I finished it. Gathering her gifts, I sent Zarina ahead of me to pick up Alec. Daphne called on my way home.

“Why did Zarina come for Alec? Why didn’t you tell me?” I knew she’d question me.

“It’s Valentine’s Day, Daph,” I chuckled.

A long pause came. “I know that,” she said, finally. “I thought you’d forgot.”

“I didn’t. I’ll be home soon.” I hung up before she said anything else, knowing she’d convince me to tell her what her gift was.

Once I got home, I knocked on the door, her bouquet in front of my face. After two years together, you’d think she’d be used to this.

The door clicked open and she laughed. “Zander! You got me rainbow roses?” She took the vase from my hands and I followed her in, closing the door behind me.

“You like all the colors,” I shrugged.

“I love you.” Stretching on her tiptoes, she kissed me gently. “So. Much.”

“Just wait. You’ll love me so much more.” I led her to the couch and had her sit.

She narrowed her eyes. “Oh?”

“I wrote you a new song.”

Her eyes sparkled and she bit her lip in excitement. “I wanna hear it!”

I grabbed my guitar from behind the chair and strummed a few notes. “Are you sure?”

She sighed. “Yes!” Her leg bounced impatiently.

I started the song, a soft, romantic melody.

“It’s called Daphne’s Song,” I told her. She clapped happily.

“Her eyes drive me wild

Her touch drives me crazy

Every day is heaven with Daphne

Nothing in life is easy, except loving Daphne

She is my wife

She is my life

Each moment is meant to be…with Daphne”

Ok, it was cheesy, but my woman liked cheesy. She sat there, tears filling her eyes as I finished up the last few notes. “I love you, baby.”

She flung herself in my lap, arms tight around my neck. “Zander, you’re so perfect.”

I kissed her cheek and secured my arms around her waist. “I’m not, but I do have one more surprise.”

She grinned happily. “What is it?” Her hand found my hair and she curled her fingers around a few strands.

“Well, it’s a request more than a present….”

“Ok, tell me.”

I locked my gaze with her emerald eyes and almost lost myself in them. “I want to try for another baby,” I finally told her, voice barely above a whisper.

A pause, then a squeal erupted from her before she hugged me closer. “Oh, Zander, yes! Let’s have another one! I’ve been wanting to, but I didn’t want to put too much on us and wasn’t sure if you wanted to, and…”

I cut her ramble off, pressing my lips to hers. “Shhh let’s start now,” I said between kisses.

“Mmmm.” She nodded and her hands roamed my body. Pulling her legs around me, I stood and carried her to our bedroom where I finished what’d I’d been longing to do all day. I ravaged her, kissing and touching every inch of her body until she writhed on the bed. A beautiful, sexy sight.

After, I watched her sleep as I tucked her hair away from her face. She was my everything. She’d given me an amazing son, and while we hadn’t planned it, Alec turned out to be the most amazing thing to ever happen to either of us. Each day was an adventure, sometimes good, sometimes bad, but with her, it was worth it.

I hoped our next child was a girl. A daughter as wonderful as her.