It seems like ages since I finished Ginger Up, and it's coming out in two weeks
Ginger Up is a part of Corbin's Bend Season 3.
After a difficult delivery and birth of her daughter, control freak Ginger Davies, is losing control. She cares only for the care of her daughter and has no time or energy for anything else. Her home, business, and relationships are suffering. She knows something needs to change, but she is too overwhelmed to do anything about it. As someone who has always prided herself on being strong and capable, and disciplined, she can’t bring herself to admit what she is really going through.
Her husband Beau has been content to take a break from domestic discipline to give Ginger the time and space she needs to recover, but he soon realizes that he’s not doing her any favors by letting things go. He realizes that break or no break, it’s time to regain control of his home and step up in a way that he never has before.
“Hi honey.” Beau dropped his jacket and briefcase in the doorway and walked over, greeting her with a kiss. “How was your day?”
Long. Confusing. Productive, Frustrating. A dozen possible answers formed, but what she said was “fine.”
“Hmmm.” Beau was looking at her strangely. “Did you finish your list?”
“Yes,” she replied testily. She didn’t know if she was annoyed that she was checking up on her, or that she had indeed finished it.
“I see.” Was it her imagination, or did Beau look a little disappointed as well? “Did you go into work? Give Laney her check?”
“Yes, and yes.” She had, she told herself, fighting off a twinge of guilt, gone into work. She just hadn’t done any work, but she had been there. Besides, she reasoned silently, I would have done work if there had been any to do.
“How was Hazel? Did you take her with you? Everything go okay with that?” Beau continued to question her.
“Yes,” she assured him with a smile. “Everything was fine. Hazel was a perfect angel.”
“Okay, good.” Beau seemed a little on edge himself. “Is dinner almost ready?”
“Yes! About twenty more minutes! Now, will you quit with the twenty questions?”
Beau sighed, and pulled her close, kissing the top of her head. “I’m sorry. You did good. I’m proud of you. It’s just, the last few days have been incredible, and I was almost hoping I’d have a reason to spank you tonight.” He paused, as if realizing how terrible that sounded. “I’m sorry, again. That’s terrible of me. “
Ginger stifled a laugh. “No. Don’t.” She put her hand up to stop him. “I’ve been thinking the same thing, all day. I almost went back and undid my own work!” She guffawed loudly. “Seriously, Beau, what is wrong with me? With us?”
His arms wrapped around her waist, lifting her off the floor. “There’s nothing wrong with us. We’re just making up for lost time.”
“I guess,” she muttered into his chest feeling unsure.
Beau set her down gently, and took her face in his hands, looking at her intently. It took all her strength to meet his gaze.
“Maintenance tonight.” His voice was decisive, and full of finality.
Ginger gasped softly. “But, it’s not Monday!” They had always done maintenance on Mondays.
“No, it’s not Monday. But that’s the beauty of our new arrangement. From now on, Maintenance will be at my discretion.”