Fred was glad Wesley agreed with getting Regan an older dog. Their daughter had been begging for a dog for what seemed like months. She looked over at her husband and grinned. "She'll be very happy to hear that," she said. " I'll call some shelters tomorrow morning and see what they have. Maybe I can take Regan--."
Before she could finish, the phone starting to ring. She sighed, wondering who in the heck could be calling that late. Fred snuggled down and listened to Wesley, her eyebrows raising while he told them Angel had snapped. "Yeah, you better get over there before he does something he regrets," Fred said with a small snort. "Keep them away from my lab!"
After Wesley had left, Fred rolled over onto her side and looked at Rupert. She moved closer to him and softly kissed his lips. "You know, Wesley didn't tell us we had to behave," she whispered as she ran her hand down his chest and to his stomach. She trailed a finger around his belly button and started to softly kiss his neck.
"Have I told you yet how much you missed and how much I love you?" Fred asked against his skin.