I said a thank you to the woman and left, pushing my wife with me to the car. As I was helping her in, she yelped with pain. I froze and looked at her worried.
"I'm fine, Stef. It's just still a little sore..."
"Ok, Love..." I replied buckling her seatbelt. I placed my hand on her cheek and turned her head towards mine.
"Don't you ever scare us like that again. Don't you ever scare me like that again," I whispered as a tear rolled down my cheek.
Lena wiped away the tear and replied, "it's payback for the bullet wound, Stef." I looked her in the eye with a glare and she started giggling. "What? You're the only one that can make wise cracks in situations like these?" She said.
"Yes, Lena, that's my job," I said laughing.
She smiled at me and I smiled back. We stayed like this until I leaned in. I kissed my wife on her perfect lips that were on her perfect face on her perfect body. I love her so much. I don't know what I would do without her.
She is my love. My sweet, sweet love.
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Misadventures: "The Fosters" A Stef and Lena Story
Fan fikciaTerror strikes when Stef gets home late leading up to something very unexpected. {This story is in Stef Adams-Foster's point of view} **** WARNING: THERE ARE SOME SPOILERS FOR THE SHOW IF YOU HAVE NOT WATCHED IT UP UNTIL SEASON 4!!! **** ~This stor...
