he asked the greedy little thing as she tossed another package of Snow Balls into the hand basket he was carrying. “No,” she simply said with a pop as she pulled the lollypop that she’d been suckling on out of her mouth so that she could stick her cherry red tongue at him with a wink. He sighed heavily even though they both knew that she was going to share every last delicious morsel with him. She loved to tease him and heaven help him, but he fucking adored it when she did it. So, like the dutiful husband that he was, he followed her from the junk food aisle to the beverage coolers and began adding bottles of water, chocolate milk and soda to the basket without sparing him a glance and moved on to the ice cream cooler where she grabbed a pint of Ben and Jerry’s ice cream and carried it with her as she stepped in line to pay. “Are they still calling you?” he asked, coming up behind her so that he could place his hand on her hip as he breathed in her intoxicating butterscotch scent that she wore every now and then just to drive him out of his fucking mind.
