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Anyway, this chapter is pretty much a filler. It's nothing important, but I thought it'd be nice to have something upbeat after all the unhappy chapters we've had throughout this story. Plus, I was watching PS, I Love You while writing it, and I just had to include a certain part.

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Chapter 25 – One More Thing

"Randy, would you just look at this little guys face? Isn't he the most adorable thing you've ever seen?" I couldn't help but coo happily at the little bundle that lay in my arms as we drove home.

"He is pretty cute," Randy smirked from the driver's seat, looking our way for a few quick seconds, "So you like him?"

"Like him?" I pulled a face as if he was crazy, before looking back to the black Pug puppy wrapped in a blue blanket that sat on my knee, "I love him!"

Randy laughed lightly, reaching over to scratch the puppy behind his ears. He wagged his tail happily, and I couldn't help but smile at how perfect the day had been. I didn't think it was possible for Randy to top the fashion show that he'd paid to happen just for me... but he'd managed when he'd taken us on a 'detour', instead driving us to a nearby dog breeder. It turns out he'd already chosen the little guy that sat in my lap a few days earlier, and we were only there to collect him.

"I'm glad you do. I thought a boy would be more appropriate for us."

"Oh, so you guys can gang up on me, huh?" I spoke more to the dog, tickling his belly and giggling as he playfully bit my hand.

"That's the idea," Randy chuckled, pulling up at a set of traffic lights. I looked outside for the first time since we'd been in the car, and my eyes grew wide as I realised we were only a few minutes from home, "So, have you picked a name for him yet?"

"Hmm..." I scrunched my face up, trying to think of something that would suit the puppy, and only one name came to mind, "What about Frank?"

"Frank?" Randy raised an amused eyebrow my way, and I glared at him playfully.

"Yeah, like the Pug from Men In Black..." He looked at me with a confused expression, and I rolled my eyes his way, waving off the fact that he'd not seen the movie.

He chuckled as he finally pulled away from the lights, the pair of us silent for the last few minutes of the ride. I was content doing nothing but cuddling the puppy and thinking about the perfect day I'd had... all thanks to the man next to me. I'd told Randy time and time again that he didn't have to make it up to me for how he'd acted... he wasn't himself, after all. But I did have to admit that it felt good to be treated like this.

"Home sweet home," Randy sighed as we pulled into the driveway. He took the key from the ignition and slumped back in his seat, making no move to go inside as he turned to look my way, "You know you've had a long day when you can't be bothered to get out the car," He added, and I laughed lightly. He was right though, it'd been hectic from start to finish.

"Hmm, tell me about it," I nodded, my yawn intriguing the dog sat on my lap, "But our bed is calling to me. Come on, lazy," I nudged him playfully with my arm before I climbed out the car.

I waited patiently as he pulled out a bunch of bags from the trunk which I hadn't even known were there. I frowned his way, but he just smiled sheepishly as he locked the car and made his way towards the front door, me following close behind.

"Here we go," Randy smiled as he opened up the door and walked inside, switching on the light before he dropped the bags down on the hall floor. He turned towards me, and I sighed, wasting no time in closing the gap between us and cuddling into his chest. Our puppy yipped happily in between us, and the pair of us laughed.

"Thank you so much for today. It was just what I needed."

"You don't need to thank me, beautiful," He shook his head, lifting one of his hands to run through my hair, "You deserve everything and more for putting up with me... and I promise that for the rest of my life, I'll be trying to give you that."

I shook my head, not knowing what to say to him... so instead I answered with a kiss. His arms wrapped around me as he deepened it, and I wanted to crush myself against him... but there was one small problem.

"Randy... we're going to kill Frank if we move any closer," I whispered against his lips, and he chuckled as he pulled away, looking down at the puppy with a frown.

"Hmm," He stroked the dog before he moved to one of the bags he'd carried in, pulling out a small, fluffy dog bed, "Maybe we should put the little guy to bed then?"

I grinned his way with a nod, watching as he picked up the bags once again and began to walk up the stairs, me close behind. I wasn't exactly sure where Frank was supposed to sleep, so I was happily surprised when Randy led me into our bedroom and placed the small bed down beside our own.

"I think its best, till he gets used to being here," He shrugged my way after I'd lowered him onto the floor, watching as he quickly jumped into his new bed and curled into a ball.

"Well, that was a lot easier than I'd expected," I pulled a face, grateful that the puppy already seemed to like his sleep... and so did I, although suddenly, I didn't feel so tired anymore. I turned to look at Randy, smirking as I walked towards him and ran my hand along his chest, "So, where were we?"

Randy smirked my way before he leaned forward and pressed a hard kiss against my lips. I moaned against his mouth from the pressure, and I pushed myself as close to him as I could, moulding my body against his own. One of his hands wrapped in my hair, the other roughly holding onto my waist as he began to manoeuvre me towards the bed. I wrapped my arms around his neck, parting my mouth as his tongue slid inside... and then he pulled away.

"Randy?" I asked breathlessly, slightly hurt as I looked his way.

"I'm sorry, I want to, there's just... something I need to do first. Pierre kind of, told me to do one more thing for you..." Randy's cheeks were bright red by this point, and I couldn't help but feel slightly amused by the fact that he was embarrassed. Randy nevergot embarrassed...

"I'm pretty sure you've done enough for me already," I raised an eyebrow his way.

"Yeah, well..." Randy was speechless as he pulled away from me and grabbed one of the bags from the floor, and I frowned as I noticed the White familiar script that read ELLE printed across it, "Why don't you get comfortable?" He pointed towards the bed, before scratching the back of his neck awkwardly, "I'll, umm... be back in a few," He stuttered before he left the room.

I looked around the room, wondering how we'd managed to go from kissing to him running from the room in barely a minute. I sighed, running a hand through my hair as I checked on Frank, noticing he was still curled up fast asleep in his bed. Shrugging my shoulders, I pulled out a pair of short PJs and made my way into the en suite.

It didn't take long for me to get cleaned up and changed, but I was still disappointed when I made my way back into an empty bedroom. What was Randy up to? Rolling my eyes, I made my way over to the bed and flopped down on top of it, tempted to just crawl under the covers and go to sleep.

"Eurgh, remind me to kill Pierre next time I see him."

I heard Randy mumbling to himself from behind the half closed door, and my eyes grew wide.

"Randy? Everything okay?"

"Ella..." He sounded surprised that I'd heard what he'd said, and a sigh escaped his lips, "Just... just don't laugh, okay?"

"Laugh? Why would I..." But I trailed off as Randy opened the door and stepped into the room, and despite what he'd asked, I broke into a fit of giggles

"Oh my god", I desperately tried to stop, but the look on Randy's face was making it so much harder. My eyes travelled along his bare chest, to the pair of tiny Demin Shorts he was wearing, held up by a pair of black braces. The barely there outfit looked strangely familiar, and I realised quickly that one of the male models had been wearing it in the show earlier that day. Now I realised what he meant by killing Pierre, and it made me laugh even more. I had to thank Pierre for this next time I spoke to him. "I'm so sorry, I just..."

"I look fucking ridiculous," Randy scowled down at the floor, and I slowly calmed myself down, shaking my head his way.

"Hey," I spoke, waiting till he finally looked my way before I smirked his way, "No, you don't. In fact..." I stood up and slowly walked over to him, trailing my fingers along the braces until they rested at the top of his shorts, "I think you look incredibly sexy..." I stood on my tiptoes and whispered in his ear.

Randy raised his eyebrow my way, and I chuckled, biting down on my lip as I pulled him towards the bed by his waistband. A small smile slowly appeared on his lips, and I grinned, happy that I'd managed to cheer him up a little.

"And you know what?" I asked as I backed onto the bed, looking him up and down before I took a hold of his hand and began to pull him down with me, "You should definitely wear them more often."

Randy's eyes nearly bugged out of his head, and I sighed, worried that he was going to back away from me again, but it didn't take him long to chuckle, shaking his head back and forth. His eyes met mine as he lowered himself above me, one of his hands gently resting against my cheek.

"Anything for you, Ella," He whispered, before he pulled me closer and kissed me.