He kept reminding Angel that it was her idea to do Six Flags.

Every time she complained about the heat. Every time she complained about the long lines. All the walking and the crowds and loud kids running by. Every time the girls got to be too much and got on her nerves. They begged for everything and wanted to ride everything. It was exhausting.

"How do people come out here all the dang time? With season passes? Coming out every weekend? You ride all the rides once, I'm good," Angel said as they waited in line for the Thunder River ride. They had been in line for an hour. Another thirty or so minutes to go.

"Daddy, Angel's weave is going to get all wet!" Symone said with a giggle.

Ravyn, head down on her phone, snickered.

"See no, honey, I am prepared." She opened the leather fanny pack she wore and pulled out two plastic shower caps and a scarf. "You think this is my first time? I pay too much for this hair!"

Was she serious? Angel wrapped her hair around, first put on one plastic cap, then the scarf, then another plastic cap. She had no care if others saw her looking that way.

"And...and, your dad is going to protect me from any water that splashes my way."

"Oh, how Imma do that?"

"You can steer the boat thing...move me out the way and-"

"I don't think it works like that," Ravyn said, looking up at her.

"I want to get wet! Soaking wet!" Symone said jumping up and down.

"Ok, then you sit by me, you jump in front of me and get all the water," Angel said, putting her arm around her.

"Naw, it still doesn't work that way, babe," Hook said.

"Look, I ain't getting wet," she said.

"Don't worry babe, you'll still be fine," he said, pecking her lips.

"Eeew, dad, eew!" Ravyn said.

Once they boarded the raft-tube, Angel sat next to Symone and helped buckle her in. Hook sat with Ravyn.

"Dad, you really like her, huh?" Ravyn said to him.

"Yes, and thank you for being nice to her."

"I mean...whatever...she okay...I just want you and my mom..."

"I know what you want but that's over," he said, pinching her cheek. "Daddy loves you. That won't change no matter who I'm with."

"Team dry over here!" Angel yelled out to them as the raft took off.

"No Angel, we're team wet. Let's get wet!" Symone shouted.

Hook and Ravyn just laughed as the first wave of water hit Angel's side and that cold water hit them.

"How you feeling now babe!" he laughed.

Angel immediately went to check her hair, securing the cap.

"I think I'm good."

Needless to say, Symone got what she wanted and they were team wet all the way. Hook and Ravyn were wet the least of all the other passengers.

"I should have sat by you, huh," she said, taking off the shower cap and scarf as they walked away.

"Naw, you're unlucky. Then we both would have got wet."

"Ms. Angel, your hair is fine. That was a good idea," Ravyn said.

They rode everything possible and some things twice and ate all the junky food they could. Big ice cream cones, funnel cakes, cotton candy, and of course the famous smoked turkey legs. Soon as they got to the car, both the girls fell asleep even though the drive back to Angel's house was fifteen minutes. Getting out of the parking lot took thirty minutes.

After he made the girls shower and get in pajamas, they went to bed with no fuss. Angel showered, changed and wrapped her hair and put her scarf on. She was sitting in the bed on her laptop. He came over and kissed her neck.

"Boy, don't start anything you're not going to finish."

He licked her neck, up to her ear, then sucked on her ear lobe. He knew she liked that.

"Hook, I need to do a bit of work before I go to bed."

"You're turning me down?"

"Didn't having sex while your kids were around cause a lot of problems last time?"

"Yeah, but that was at my little apartment with them thin ass walls. We good here." His hand went down her pajama pants and slipped into her.

She moaned.

"That does feel good."

"But no, you're right." He stopped and stood up. "I smell like outside. Let me go shower and then maybe I'll give you some."

"Tease!"

He stripped his clothes and went into the bathroom to shower. While he showered, he kept thinking about how everything seemed to be going well with Angel. The kids liked her, she seemed to like them. They were not arguing all the time. What was different?

Knowing her a little better helped. Knowing her past. What happened with her uncle was tragic. She had no memory of that? He was four when he witnessed the murder and suicide of his parents. Very vividly, as if it happened yesterday. The shit was fucked and he wished he did not remember it.

Angel was lucky. No memory was better than reliving it over and over in your head. Screaming for his mother to not shoot him and then beg her not to shoot herself. Crawling in the blood and brain matter of his mother to lay on her chest till police came and pulled him away from his dead mother.

If his father never hit his mother, maybe they would both be here now.

He shook those memories from his head and finished his shower then got out. He wrapped a towel around his waist and went back into the bedroom. Angel was still on her laptop.

"Are we gonna finish?"

"Huh?" He was in his head with all the thoughts and images and guns and violence in his life. Sometimes it made him moody and angry for no reason.

"What you started earlier? I'm all wet."

"Girl," he said, taking the towel to dry himself off. Just like that, he was not in the mood for sex. He had to get out of his head. Enjoy the gorgeous woman in bed that wanted him.

"I mean, you just gonna stand there all naked with that body dripping wet-"

"I'm really tired. Aren't you tired? We have been out all day running around with them two hellcats."

He was not that tired. He knew he could get it up quickly with a few kisses and touches from her, but he was not in the mood.

She closed her laptop and put it away on the nightstand. She moved over to his side of the bed and got his cocoa butter lotion from the nightstand.

"Come here, let me give you a massage."

He grinned. "I won't say no to that."

He lay in the bed and she put the lotion in her hands and started to massage his back. Shit, it felt really good. He was hella tense from the long day and the thoughts running through his head. She kneaded his shoulders, down his back, kneaded his ass, then his thighs and legs, and even massage each foot. Sleep came easy that night.

A/N: Great day at Six Flags. Everything seems so good with their relationship that only means one thing....bring some drama!

XOXO
Kimberly