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#inktober2018 day 7 #exhausted "Women wear many hats in their lives. Daughter, sister, student, breadwinner. But no matter where we are or what we're doing, one hat that moms never take off is the crown of motherhood. The is no crown more glorious." #annromney https://www.instagram.com/p/BortLOpDQo7/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=cpi8gzj1h1yg

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Mitt and Ann at cinema for date night. *-*

My POTUS and my FLOTUS!! <3

The boy with the pizzas came a little late. Ann was sitting on the couch watching Dancing With The Stars, when Mitt with pizzas in his hands, said: "At the table or there?" She snorted, "I annoy to get up, bring them here." Mitt sat down beside her and together they began to eat. "Ann..." he murmured. "Yes?" She said, chewing. "Anything wrong? I mean if I did something wrong or bad." Ann smiled, "No, why do you ask?" "Feeling. Maybe I was wrong." She nodded and kept to watch the show on TV. When they had finished eating, Mitt picked up the boxes and put them on the kitchen table and then sat down next to his wife, who was curled up under a blanket, completely enthralled by the competition on TV. "I cannot understand how anyone could dance a tango so bad." She commented. Mitt nodded without saying a word; he had other thoughts on his mind. The last time he had looked at the clock was 11:00 pm: a great sense of despair began to hover over him like a cloud which did not want to leave him. When he heard that his self-esteem was literally disintegrating did something that probably would soon regret. "You're so beautiful..." he said staring at her. Ann looked back at him and smiled. He probably believed that returned smile could be the ok for something more. "Ok, that's enough." He said, with a hint of seriousness and severity. He approached her and filled the space between them, putting his hand through her hair and pushing her to himself. Ann did not have time to say a word that he was already kissing her. It was a sweet kiss, maybe what she needed. It was a big misstep. Ann tried to wriggle out: "Mitt, guys are coming back. Wait... " Mitt nodded negatively: "I believe I've waited long enough. Now I want... " Ann interrupted his words, "But I don’t!!" Those words came straight to his heart, wounding him as never before. She was finally able to break free and stand-up: "I’m going to sleep, give guys a good night instead of me." Guys returned home after about half an hour; Mitt said good night to their children and grandchildren, and then headed for the bedroom. Ann was already asleep, or so it seemed. He did not even put on his pajamas and laid down on the bed and walked over to her. He gave her a kiss on her forehead and put his arm around her side. He whispered: "Forgive me…" Ann still had her eyes closed when she began to cry. "It's not fair." Mitt smiled and stroked her face. Finally she opened her eyes. "Honey, it was so, because it had to be this way. It’s fair." She turned angrily: "No, It wasn’t. Anyway, you cannot make a mistake and then say –forgive me-? Too simple. This time I want to be bad.” Mitt snorted: "Bad is an understatement."

The following morning, the smell of Ann’s cream intoxicated even the bedroom. Mitt woke up with that smell under his nose. He smiled even before he open his eyes. And when he was fully awake, finally opened his eyes, he knew that he wouldn’t have found Ann beside him. He knew that she was probably already in the kitchen to organize their departure for California and Nick and Chloe’s birthday, the first Matt’s kids. Mitt slid a hand through his hair, rubbed his eyes and smiled, still thinking about the smell of Ann’s cream. A few minutes later his doubts were dissolved. Ann was on the phone with Laurie, Matt’s wife, talking about the preparations for birthday. Ann occasionally wrote something on a paper and nodded, although Laurie could not see it. Mitt stood watching the door for a while till she hang up and continued to write things on the paper which gradually began to fill up. She looked completely absorbed in her business, when... "Will you stop staring at me?" She said, not taking her eyes off from the paper. "Do you mind?" Mitt churches. Ann finally took off her glasses and looked at him: "Do you want any breakfast?" Mitt nodded. "Prepare it. I'm not hungry and I have to go out and buy some things." Mitt followed her with his eyes while she was wearing her jacket, grabbed keys of the car and left. "Good morning to you too, honey." Two days later, as expected, they were at their home in La Jolla, San Diego in Southern California. For a few days they would all be together: Josh, Tagg and Ben with their families in their parents' house. On the evening of their arrival day, Matt and Craig had offered to go to the movies together. Children seemed excited, but Ann had appealed to fatigue to decline the invitation. She tried to persuade Mitt to go, but he did not give up. "Don’t worry, it is not a problem. I also need to rest. Tomorrow I have a feeling that we should work hard at Disneyland. " Ann smiled. "Do you want to order a pizza, while I'm going to take a bath?" Mitt nodded. There was not anything more wonderful than a warm bath, with lots of foam and soothing music in the background. Ann had her hair tied back, her eyes closed and the feeling that even if the end of the world had came she would have been there to enjoy what a bath could give. Mitt climbed the stairs and smiled. Ann used to turn on the lights to create a sort of feel to follow in order to reach her. Mitt followed the path, even if he knew where she was. When he went into the bedroom, Ann had just grabbed the usual white robe and had worn. Mitt gently opened the bathroom door, and this time he did it quietly and silently. He crept in and when he was close enough to Ann who had her back turned, he untied her hair and buried his face in it. "I love your hair." Ann was not surprised by his arrival and his gesture. Mitt moves the robe so he could kiss her bare shoulder and whispered, "Your skin is the most beautiful in the world." Ann took a deep breath and walked away: "I'm going to get dressed, you said you need to rest. And then pizza is coming" Mitt shook his head.