Orb Fun

I watched my wife from the corner of my eye as she got her breakfast. She moved with an easy grace despite the fact that she was into the third trimester of her pregnancy. I drank my coffee quickly, Paige wasn't happy about giving up the caffeine. She balanced a bowl of cereal, resting it against her stomach, and a glass of juice and came to join me at the table. She had barely sat down when a scowl crossed her beautiful face. Before I could ask what was wrong she was holding her hand out.

"Spoon." She said testily.

There was the usual twinkle of blue lights that never ceased to amaze me and then in her hand she held a cereal spoon. This was all very normal at my place except for before I could blink a half dozen more spoons appeared out of nowhere, crashing down around my suddenly startled wife.

"Paige! Are you okay?"

I wasn't used to seeing my wife's powers on the fritz, she was calm and collected, in complete control of her powers. But lately things like this were happening, small glitches that were more of an inconvenience than anything.

"Fine. I'm fine. Stupid hormones."

I tried to stifle a laugh, I knew better than to test her patience by now. My wife was normally a pretty easy-going woman, it was one of the many things I loved about her, but 7 months pregnant Paige was a different story. I wasn't quite so successful at covering it up though and she muttered something as she shot me a deadly glare seconds before my shirt appeared in her hand. I didn't have to look down to know that I would now be topless.

"Isn't this how it all started?" I teased her.

A blush stained her fair cheeks pink and I could tell she was remembering the night I was referring to.

7 months earlier

I was sitting at the kitchen table with a folder open in front of me. I sifted through the papers that had been accumulated on Jason, my newest parolee. He was a sweet boy underneath the don't give a damn attitude and I really hoped that things would turn around. He had been kicked out of school and if he got one more arrest even I might not be able to help him.

Suddenly the folder and all of its contents disappeared in a cloud of twinkling lights and I looked over my shoulder to see Paige leaning against the doorframe. She held the folder in her hand and after closing it she tossed it onto the counter.

"Paige" I complained half-heartedly.

"No work tonight." She said simply.

"But this kid..."

"Shirt. No work tonight."

My black t-shirt appeared in her hand and I looked down, surprised to see it was no longer on my body. She tossed the shirt over her shoulder and offered me a seductive little smirk. Just like that all thoughts of work vanished and I was thinking of nothing but my beautiful wife. A couple words later and all I had on was my boxers, which were becoming increasingly tight. I stood up and crossed over to her, running my fingers through her auburn hair.

"Are you going to orb these away too?" I asked softly.

Paige shook her head and pressed her lips to mine. I gathered her in my arms and kissed her back. I would never tire of kissing this woman, she was amazing, strong and independent and I was forever grateful for whatever power had put her into my life. Paige broke away, her hands trailing down my stomach, making the muscles quiver.

"These I'd rather remove myself."

End flashback

Paige glared at me and tossed the shirt back almost hitting me in the face with it.

"Fine, keep your damn shirt in that case." She grumbled.

However the tension in her shoulders had eased some and I could see a smile straining at the corners of her luscious lips. I smiled and put my shirt back on as breakfast continued like normal.