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Chapter 1: Prologue
Sam's POV:
I was sitting out on our porch, yes, our porch. Freddie and I are married, for 5 months now! I was sitting drinking coffee and eating breakfast fat-cakes while Freddie made me my morning bacon.
"Aw, Gretchen! Come on! That was a new food dish from Carly and Griffin!" Freddie yelled at our spunky and vigor-full beagle, Gretchen.
"Fredlumps, Gretchen doesn't understand a damn word you're saying to her. She only knows sit, she's still a puppy." I said to my dorky but, sexy husband. I walked in a came up behind him, the food dish that was once a great gift form Carly and Griffin was not a destroyed, broken clay mess. It had her name printed on it and was yellow with green polk-a-dots. Perfect, until now.
"Freakin' dog, doesn't even know when enough means enough…" Freddie muttered as he looked at the now broken dish. I wrapped my arms around his waist and kissed his cheek. He was in an old Galaxy Wars t-shirt and plaid pajama bottoms. I was in a blue night gown with a green bathrobe over it.
"Did my Princess Puckett just kiss me?" He asked playfully. I shrugged and kissed his cheek again.
"It's Sam Joy Benson, to you Fredward." I said almost yawning. I sat down on the couch, thinking about our small but, wonderful family. I did want to add another family member but, I don't mean a dog. I want a baby. I just haven't told Freddie because I don't know if he wants one, on top of being a CO of a major stock company and taking care of me and Gretchen.
"You know, with my weekly paycheck, we can go and see Carly and Griffin…and maybe rent a hotel, with an all you can eat buffet, and a king size bed…just for you, and me." Freddie said in a sexy voice.
"Ha, in a sexy mood are we?" I said playfully to my husband. He smirked at me and sat down next to me and wrapped his arm around me. He leaned close to me, our noses touched and I could feel his warm breath. He kissed me so gently and I kissed back, what was a few innocent kisses was now Freddie on top of me, making out.
"Freddie, I don't want to ruin out new couch, just yet." I said smirking. He understood and laughed.
"Yes, I don't either. Maybe we can ruin our bed." He said. I rolled my eyes and went to take a shower. After my shower I dressed in a pair of jeans and a blue shirt with a purple jacket that had Billabong on the front of the chest. I walked down the stairs, my hair in a ponytail, only to see Freddie chasing Gretchen all over our lawn. I smiled, the nub left the door open again. I stood out on the steps and laughed while our neighborhood had an early morning show.
"I see you left the door open, nub!" I shouted to Freddie as he finally caught Gretchen. He came inside grumbling and sat at his desk after he put Gretchen in her crate.
"Looking for airline tickets? Better find a flight that serves bacon." I said with my chin resting on his shoulder.
"Is American Airlines good enough? We have a 7:45am flight to Seattle, Washington." He said not really even waiting for my opinion but, I didn't care, as long as I got to see my best friend and her husband.
"Yes." I said walking into the kitchen for a snack. I grabbed some beef jerky and started chowing down on it. "Mmmm, this is good jerky."
Freddie went to work, and I sat at home taking care of myself and Gretchen. I decided to search the computer for hotels, since we'd need one. After 3 hours of tearing up websites and seeing all the hotels, I finally picked The Parker-Nichols Hotel. I had a king-size bed and an awesome bathroom. I was going to wonder what the clerk was going to do when he saw a 21 year old couple, well I'm turning 21 in a few weeks, but what's the big deal? We were set to go in 2 weeks and we would have to board Gretchen…again. Lord only knows what our dog did to all those cats. I picked up my cell and dialed the boarding kennels number.
"Hello? How many we help you?" Came the lady's voice.
"You can help me by boarding, Gretchen Benson, our dog for a week, June 30th." I said into the speaker.
"You mean the Gretchen Benson that did all those things to those poor cats? Ha! You're paying extra!" The lady said, I was getting pissed, I was about to shout some nasty words for charging us more for a tiny accident!
"Listen, I'm boarding my pet for the same price you charge every other dog that comes in for a week!" I shouted into the phone.
"But…!" The lady on the other end tried to say.
"It's too late! Bye!" I said gruffly. I hung up rudely and sat back on the couch. It was 3:54; gosh time goes by when you have a heated argument and search for like ever for a decent hotel.
"Hey, hey, hey, look whose home!" I heard my husband say. I ran up to him and jumped in his arms; he hugged me then set me down. "I also brought flowers, daisies for my Princess Puckett!" He grabbed the daises off the counter and handed them to me.
"Aw, thanks. I have something for you too." I said, he got the message, I kissed him passionately and he responded. I broke the mesmerizing kiss and went to set the flowers in a vase. "I found a hotel, with a king-sized bed and got into a phone fight with the kennel lady, charge Sam Benson more, ha!"
Freddie just laughed and he took me out to dinner to enjoy the rest of our evening.
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