Gonna Lock You In (Jeff/Candice)

Jeff impatiently waited for his wife Candice Michelle with their dogs. He couldn't go pick her up because he had to watch Maddie for a while, but she was due back any minute. He kept himself busy with flipping channels on TV, playing with the animals, showering, anything he could think of to make time go by. Anytime he heard a car, he looked out the door to see if it was her. By now, he was getting irritated with it and put his headphones in to try and relax. Unfortunately, it was this time that he didn't hear a call pull up.

Candice Michelle Hardy let out a happy sigh as she pulled in the driveway and parked her car. She was relieved and happy to be home. Stepping out of the car, she opted to bring her luggage in later and headed up the walkway and through the front door.

Maverick and Trouble greeted her with happy barks, kisses and wagging tails. "Hey guys." She bent down to stroke them affectionately. "Where's your Daddy?"

She headed toward the kitchen, but stopped when she noticed Jeff lounging on the couch in the living room with his headphones on, oblivious to his surroundings.

With a quiet giggle, she crossed to him and nudged his foot with her own to get his attention.

He jumped a little before looking and grinned like an idiot. He pulled his headphones out and stood up only to wrap his arms around her waist, pick her up, and twirl her while they kissed. "No more tours for you, not ever...I'm putting my foot down this time."

Candice giggled, clinging to him for balance. "Well by all means, put your foot down."

He laughed, stamping hs foot. "There." he said as he pulled her onto the couch. "How was the tour?"

"Not too bad, missed you tons though." Candice admitted.

He nodded, holding her close. "I missed you too...a lot..." he said, kissing her temple.

"I did bring you a present though, but it's in the car." Candice laughed, snuggling against him. "I was too excited to see you to bring stuff in."

"A present?" he asked excitedly.