CHAPTER 8

Tris POV

Christina and I went shopping! The babies are a year and six months old. My mom volunteered on watching the kids for the day. Her selfless side is showing, I'm not going to complain. I am allowed to have fun.

Tobias is snoring his head off in the bedroom after piloting the plane to the other side of the world. Luckily Christina is always free when it comes to shopping. We went into different shops every hour. I so badly wanted to go to Prom again, or maybe any sort of dance. By just looking at the adorable bouffant and tulle dresses, I wished I was a teen again, just so I could have another chance to wear that sort of dress.

Of course, I had to shop for my little darlings too. I did find some cute jumpers and toddlers stuff. Christina even helped me pick something for each of them.

Chris and I are finally satisfied. I don't think we have to go on another shopping trip for 3 months with these bags. It occurred to me that I didn't get anything for Tobias. Luck was on my side, as I spotted the Hugo Boss shop to my right.

"Wait here," I told Christina. She nodded and sat down on a bench. I quickly got inside and got the bottle of perfume Tobias loves to use. I like it on him too. It has this sexy, seductive and masculine smell. Oh my god, I could just faint when he put it on him.

On days he has to go to work, the smell would fill the room and it was the most –perfect thing ever! It turns me on. I purchased the bottle and had it wrapped up. It's not like it's that special, I just wanted to make it look special. I let out a giggle.

The cashier was so hot! For a moment, I really thought I was single. Then I remembered the ring. Tobias is much hotter than this guy, I'm 100% sure of it. He winked. I furrowed my eyebrows. "Aren't you a hottie?" he said out of the blue. I can't deny it, his voice is sexy. "Excuse me?" I asked. He chuckled. "I'm Cameron," he held out his hand.

"Tris," I just looked at his hand. He pulled back and busied himself wrapping the box containing the perfume. How old is he? "Well Tris, you just got a spot in my bed tonight. What do you say?" he asked seductively. He licked his lips. Aca-excuse me?

I put on a disgusted look and stared at him. Like ewwww. "Who's this for? Your boyfriend?" he asked as he handed me the wrapped box. "No, it's for my husband," I smiled at him. He lifted his hands up in surrender. "Well if you do want…." "I don't," I replied and speed walked my way out of the shop.

That was so weird. Fortunately for me, Chris was texting away with Will. Or else she would've been bugging me about the whole thing and how sexy that guy is he looks like a model and blabla. That's Christina for you.

By the time we got outside, it was starting to get dark. Chris planned on hanging out at my house since the kids are over at their grandma's. But Chris was starting to miss the kids, haha. She's so cute. Lock her up in a room with the kids for 2 days and she'll crawl out drained of energy.

They are a bit too hyper at times but they sure know when to be cute. They're good at keeping up the act. The tone 'In My Head' sounded from her handbag. "Hang on," she said, holding up a finger. I nodded and slowed my pace to match hers.

I managed to ignore everything that's happening and just stare at the trees. For some strange reason, I always find myself staring at the trees. Maybe because I felt good just looking at them. A shrieked snapped me into reality.

"What?" I asked panicly. "Will just asked me to meet him for dinner!" she exclaimed excitedly. Wow, this girl has spent the whole day shopping and not showing that she's the least bit tired. "So? You guys have basically been on a thousand dates," I stated.

"Yeah, but same as you, maybe you're way weirder considering you've already 'owned' Tobias and when you both go out for dinner you'd still be extremely happy you called your best friend," she said matter-of-factly. Okay, that's true.

"Sorry Tris. Maybe some other time?" she asked hopefully. "Yeah, no problem," I grinned. She gave me a quick tight hug and we both parted to our own cars.

Tobias POV

I stirred in the bed. I sighed as I find the side of the bed empty. I forgot Tris wanted to go spend the day with Christina shopping. I groaned and forced myself up. Glancing at the full body sized mirror, I noticed my hair sticking out in different places.

It doesn't matter though. I walked downstairs to the kitchen. Looks like I'll have to cook today. By the sound of the extremely quiet house, the kids must've been at the Prior's residence. I let out a sigh of relief. I'd have trouble keeping myself sane watching over them alone.

Finishing the lasagne I made, I decided to wait until Tris gets home. It'll be a matter of time before she gets home because it's starting to get dark. She doesn't like to drive at night, which is good. I flipped on the tv and browsed through the channels.

I yawned as I found a movie. Although I've watched Oz a thousand times, I've never really paid attention to the movie before. Soon, I heard the garage door opening. I decided to pretend to be asleep.

I closed my eyes and tried to steady my breathing. It's hard, my heartbeat is usually faster when she's near. The door opened and I heard her bring in her bags, how many of them I sure don't know. Her footsteps neared me.

She leaned in, I could feel her breath on me. She kissed me softly. I just can't handle it, wrapped my arms around her and hugged her tight, kissing her head. She squirmed and said something. It came out muffled against my shirt.

I got the message as she wrinkled her nose. I laughed at her reaction. "I don't smell that bad, do I?" I asked her, pouting. "You do," she replied and turned around. I chuckled. She never did cave in to the 'pouting' thing.

"OMG Tobias!" she said surprised. "What?" I asked, I found Abraham Lincoln the Vampire Hunter on HBO. I got up and walked towards her. "I can't believe you made lasagne and still manage to keep the kitchen clean!" she exclaimed.

I put a hand over my heart. "I'm offended. You underestimate me," I put on a hurt face. She giggled. "No, I'm amazed silly," she said. We both took a seat at the dining table and started eating. "You know, we could always not pick up the kids," I said, giving her a hint.

"As much as I want to, you know we can't. Dad's gonna flip," she told me seriously. She is so cute when she does, almost everything. Even when she's upset, but I don't like to see her like that. I nodded, understanding. I should make a tape of the kids torturing us 24/7 and play it for them when they've grown up.

I chuckled at the thought.

BeepBop. Hello hehe. I am seriously hating the fillers, don't ya guys hate it? If you have any ideas on fillers, I badly need themmmm I'm serious. Okay, enough talk.