On the other side of the house, Emily Ann waited anxiously for her husband to come back with a report.
“Where’d they end up?”
“In the den, on the sofa.”
“I knew it!” Emily Ann exclaimed. “I knew he couldn’t make it through the whole night without her. I’m so excited,” she said, clapping her hands together.
Jackson crawled into the bed and gathered his wife in his arms. “I’m a little disappointed, though,” he said with a sigh.
“Why?” she frowned.
“At least I made it half the night when I was in the same situation at your parent’s house. The fruit of my loins couldn’t even hold out for two measly hours. He’s in more trouble than I thought.”Please follow me on Facebook or Twitter to see post notifications for more scenes from the Cutting Room Floor.