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We have been together for a couple of years now. I smile just thinking about how I got the hottest guy in New York City.
Me? Sure I'm pretty, but I'm not wanted like Bosco is. Maybe it has to do with my "rep" or attitude. Although lately I have been improving, or so Bosco tells me.
We work together, me and him. I know that it is stressful on him, for me to be chasing after scuzbags all day. Swersky is thinking about putting me on desk duty already. I'm not even showing yet. Swersky says he doesn't want to take chances, specially not with Bosco's baby.
Bosco's POV:
We've been together for 2 years now, she's really cleaned up her act. Lately she has been really mad, apparently Swersky is already thinking about putting her on the desk. She hates the desk. She always has. Here she comes now, she looks mad. "Have a bad day?" I ask. "Yes, Swersky put me on desk duty. That's not the worst part though. Do you want to know who I have to work with?" "Sure, I'd love to know" I say with my famous sarcasm. She pretends not to notice it and says, "Yokas" she pauses and then continues, "Do you know why she is on the desk?"
I pretend not to hear her but she just comes over and kisses my neck until I give. "She is pregnant too." "Oh", she says. Not surprised. She just shook her head and told me that she was going to watch some TV. I love the way her long black hair fell on her tan latino skin. She was my wife, and I loved her.
Cruz's POV:
I knew I could get him to tell me, all I had to do was pursued him. I wasn't surprised when he said she was pregnant. I told him I was going to watch some TV. As I walked away I felt his stare, so I turned around and asked him, "Yes, is there something you need dear?" "No" he says. "I was just admiring your beautiful body." "Oh really?" I say. Then I jump in his lap. He smiles. Then without a word, he picks me up and walks to the bedroom. The last though I had was, "Oh I love this man."
A/N: I hope you liked the first chapter. I will have the next one up in the next couple of days.
We have been together for a couple of years now. I smile just thinking about how I got the hottest guy in New York City.
Me? Sure I'm pretty, but I'm not wanted like Bosco is. Maybe it has to do with my "rep" or attitude. Although lately I have been improving, or so Bosco tells me.
We work together, me and him. I know that it is stressful on him, for me to be chasing after scuzbags all day. Swersky is thinking about putting me on desk duty already. I'm not even showing yet. Swersky says he doesn't want to take chances, specially not with Bosco's baby.
Bosco's POV:
We've been together for 2 years now, she's really cleaned up her act. Lately she has been really mad, apparently Swersky is already thinking about putting her on the desk. She hates the desk. She always has. Here she comes now, she looks mad. "Have a bad day?" I ask. "Yes, Swersky put me on desk duty. That's not the worst part though. Do you want to know who I have to work with?" "Sure, I'd love to know" I say with my famous sarcasm. She pretends not to notice it and says, "Yokas" she pauses and then continues, "Do you know why she is on the desk?"
I pretend not to hear her but she just comes over and kisses my neck until I give. "She is pregnant too." "Oh", she says. Not surprised. She just shook her head and told me that she was going to watch some TV. I love the way her long black hair fell on her tan latino skin. She was my wife, and I loved her.
Cruz's POV:
I knew I could get him to tell me, all I had to do was pursued him. I wasn't surprised when he said she was pregnant. I told him I was going to watch some TV. As I walked away I felt his stare, so I turned around and asked him, "Yes, is there something you need dear?" "No" he says. "I was just admiring your beautiful body." "Oh really?" I say. Then I jump in his lap. He smiles. Then without a word, he picks me up and walks to the bedroom. The last though I had was, "Oh I love this man."
A/N: I hope you liked the first chapter. I will have the next one up in the next couple of days.