Guess what? SWEETIE'S ON HOLIDAY! Finally have time to right more for my beloved Getty Girls :D Hope you enjoy :D I know it's been a very long time and work and college has been crazy but you got to love me guys :) hehe XD Just a short one that popped into my head. Kinda cutesy with a bit of a twist :P
Betty sighed once more as she moved through the kitchen. She really couldn't be bothered anymore. It had taken over their life and she was fed up of it. She had a countdown in her head going until it would finally finish and she would have him back for good.
The Damn World Cup.
Every guy that she knew was obsessed. Whether it be for their country, for bets they hd placed or just an excuse to lay about all day. It was driving her crazy.
She wondered into the living room. There he was. The love of her life. Giovanni Rossi. He had a wifebeater on and some lose jeans, a beer in one hand and was shouting at the screen. This was going to be a long day.
"Honey, do you want to do something today?" Betty asked in a loving voice.
"Busy, B. Maybe later," was the short reply that she got in response.
Betty groaned and slouched into a chair next to Gio's recliner. She looked at him with his smug grin on her face and then at the television when she suddenly got an idea.
"Gio, I'll be back in about an hour and a half's time. Do you need anything?" she asked him before dashing out the door, before hearing his answer.
When Betty came back the next game had started and Gio had moved a few feet, probably to get another beer and sprawl himself out more. She smiled, kissed him on the cheek and headed upstairs to their bedroom.
Betty slowly wondered down the stair ten minutes later, her hair gently curled, make up on her face and new outfit on. She slowly walked in front of the television and placed herself slowly down on the sofa next to Gio. His eyes bulged out of his head.
"B, Oh my God!" he exclaimed as he took in her sexy referee outfit.
Betty smiled and winked at Gio before moving back onto the sofa, watching her skirt ride up ever so slightly higher. Gio started to kiss her neck and then move his hand up her leg.
"Honey, you're watching the soccer. Enjoy it!" she said before moving his hand away from her.
He sulked back into the chair and Betty giggled to herself. She twisted round and placed her legs over his lap making sure that her skirt went even higher.
"Screw this!" Gio exclaimed as he swept her up into his arms and ran upstairs. "This is much better than Soccer!"
