"Did you get the mushrooms?" April asks him, not even looking up from her shopping list as she pushes the truck forward.
"I can’t find them." Jackson tells her with a frown as he grabs a bag of oranges from the aisle.
She stops the cart from moving and raises a brow at him, “They’re always in the same spot.”
"I know that, but they aren’t now. Okay? What do you want me to do about it?" He rolls his eyes and she smaks his chest with the back of her hand.
"Don’t roll those beautiful eyes at me."
He chuckles and grins down at her, “I won’t. Honey.”
She softly blushes and lets go of the shopping cart to step close to her husband, “Oh, I’m honey now am I?” She stares up at him, her hands moving to his waist. “Baby.”
Jackson smirks and shakes his head with a glance down at her, “We’re gonna use pet names now? Really?”
She shrugs and rests her fingers on his belt, “I don’t know, I kinda like it.”
He knows what she’s trying to do to him, so he grasps her wrists gently and pulls them away from his jeans, “You know what I like?” He asks her and she frowns. “You. In sweet, sweet agony beneath me. Or above me, I’m not sure whi-“
"Jackson!" She smacks him again, her mouth agape in disbelief, "There are kids here." She feels the need to remind him.
He grins, “Oh, I could come up with a lot worse than that.”
She bites the insides of her cheeks and nods, “I know you can, I- I really do. And I really, really want you to. But now right now, okay? Right now I need you to find the mushrooms.”
He rolls his eyes again and backs away from her, quickly kissing the top of her head before he walks off down the aisle, “I will find the mushrooms for you. Honey.”
She giggles at the name and shakes her head, failing to hold back her smirk, “Thank you, baby!”