That about it?" I said."It would make things a lot easier on everybody, Quinn, not just me and Henry," she said. "I think you can see that." And what ...bout Samantha? What about custody. You going to give me custody; I mean physical custody? Or, am I to be denied there too," I said. "Because if that's your plan then we go to war." Heavens no! You're not going to be denied seeing or being with Sam. I thought, well, I thought, joint and equal custody. She'd be staying with us during the school. I had a feeling I was going to needit. I then grabbed a roll and heated it up. I took a sip of the coffeeand damn near spit it back out. It tasted horrible. Then I realized mymistake. Jessica does not take her coffee black. I reached in to thefridge and grabbed her French vanilla girly stuff and poured a generousamount into my coffee. I stirred it up and took a sip. Much better, Ithought. I ate the cinnamon roll and finished the coffee while watchingchildren's cartoons. I looked up at the. "It's not even close to enough. Go back tothe room and bring me my small pink suitcase with my toiletries in it.Come on, do it now."Grant shook his head and walked away as Tammy grabbed the bikini bottom,spinning it around her index finger. Tammy held a towel now over Rory'slower half as she tossed the bikini bottom to Denise. Denise slid offhis shorts and slid on the orange string bikini bottom as the girlscould barely control their laughter."Excuse me," yelled Tammy, standing up. "Over here,. The gel foamed and she rubbed her stomach, lower back, arms and breasts. He took another sip of coffee.
“I can’t guarantee that.” He said.She glanced at him, smiling. “What does that mean?”He finished his coffee and pulled the rope of his robe apart, dropping it to the floor and stepping into the shower with her. “Oh,” She said, as he kissed her. She could taste the coffee on his tongue as he pressed her against the cold tiles. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him back.