We were on our way to our mystery destination and my better senses came back over me. I stared out the window, I felt nauseas. The things that Kim must be allowing to happen to her, the things she was choosing to do. I had to get them thoughts and images out of my head; they were going to eat me alive. I should just walk away from it; if I did the guilt would consume me. I had to do something but I just didn't know what. "Becca, she is a big girl she makes her own choices." Jon said. As if he could read my mind, I looked at him and sighed "I know". We pulled into a parking lot and I looked around, it was a shopping plaza with a few stores in it. Jon looked at me and smiled as he pulled into a space.
"What are we doing here, babe?" I asked
"You will find out, in just a minute." He smiled, looking over his shoulder as he got out of the truck.
As he pulled my door open I turned to look at him, before he could step away I placed my hand on his arm causing him to look at me. I must have conveyed to him what I needed as he stepped up to me and wrapped both arms around me; I threw my arms around him squeezing him tightly.
"Baby, I'm sorry" I said as I pulled back slightly so I could see his face. "I shouldn't have been rude to you"
"its okay, I know that wasn't easy to see." He rubbed his hand up and down my back slowly. I leaned back into him, inhaling deeply he smelled so good and he felt even better. I wished we were home so I never had to break away from him.
"Ok baby, let's go" I said as I reluctantly pulled away. He kept an arm wrapped tightly around me lifting me from the truck and spinning me around as his lips meet mine for a moment, before setting me down. He then grabbed my hand as we made our way to whatever store he was taking me too.
As he held the door open I started to walk in but as I did I turned around looking at him,
"What are we here for." I asked.
"Stuff" He answered. I turned around and began walking again, once we were inside an older man with a suit and tie greeted us with a huge smile plastered on his face.
"Welcome to Thompson furniture, is there anything I can help you find?" He asked as he extended his hand to Jon. Jon and the he shook hands "We have several specials at the moment "the man offered.
"I think we need to look around, we need to talk about what it is we want." Jon answered. He looked to me and smiled with a nod.
"If you need anything at all just yell Tom and I will help you." The older gentleman offered once again.
"Thank you sir" Jon said grabbing my hand and leading me through the store.
"What are you looking for?" I asked as we made our way past the sofas and chairs.
"Well I figure I should give in and get a table" Jon said. "Maybe a washer and dryer"
"Okay, I guess"
"What's wrong?" He asked looking at me. I stood there looking around the store before I answered
"Haven't you spent enough money?" I tried to ask respectfully but I still think he took it offensively.
"I think I know when I spent enough" His tone was low "I am trying to do something nice."
I know that Jon, I just don't want you to think you need to buy everything." I said softly
"I don't think that, not at all." He looked at me. "Come on; let's see if we can agree on a table."
"I don't think you really want to go with the orange one" I offered my opinion and he looked at me skeptically. "Maybe you should go with the one that matches your couch."
"Well then I could get the orange couch that matches." He reasoned.
"Jon, that's not a good choice." I laughed "Please no orange" I begged with a laugh he sat down in the chair that matched his couch. Adjusting himself in it in several positions before smiling.
"I think I may like it" He said as he continued to sit there. We managed to decide on a table very quickly, Black iron with a glass top. I let him pick out the washer and dryer on his own, joking with him that he was going to do his own laundry anyways. Even though even I knew that wasn't true, I would gladly do it. It was almost scary because there were very few things I wouldn't do for him, laundry was a simple request. He got up off of the chair and looked around; maybe I should just get a whole new couch.
"I like the black leather, what do you think?" He asked looking down at me.
I have no vote in this." I answered, "I think it's up to you."
"Yes you do, you will be there more than me." He grabbed my hand and walked away. We made our way to the register where Tom sat behind the booth.
"I know what I want now Tom." Jon said as he approached. The older man was in shock as he followed Jon around the store writing up his bill. He was very accommodating and was all too eager to please; he even promised everything could be delivered by two the next day. Funny thing was I wasn't sure whose smile was bigger Jon's or Tom's.
Once we made it to the truck Jon and I jumped inside. Jon looked over at me and smiled, I smiled back once I saw his dimples appear. He really was fantastic; I couldn't imagine why he wasn't already snatched up long ago.
"I think I made his day" Jon said. "I think he thanked me twenty times."
"You would have made anyone's day, with a sale like that" I ashore him."
"You made my day." I smiled as I reached over and rubbed his thigh. "You make all my days lately." I admitted.
"Thank you, princess." He said in a soft tone as he leaned over to me and said, "Kiss me."
I leaned in closer to him touching his lips to mine. I pulled away slightly as I mumbled against his lips,
"no thank you." Before I found his lips again as I entangled my fingers in his hair at the back of his head.
As we made our way home it was as if things were back to normal. We were both in a good mood and I had almost forgotten about what happened earlier today. It was nice, until his phone rang. He glanced down at it then back to me.
"I have to take this" He said as he answered it. I nodded my head; once he answered I could tell that it was work related. He sounded like it was all routine and that everything was normal until halfway through the phone call when his tone changed. He seemed as though he was concerned, then he furrowed his brow as he listened for a few more moments. He asked the person if they could just email him all the details because he wasn't home. They continued to talk then he thanked them before hanging up. He looked at me and smiled weakly refocusing on the road before he spoke,
"they want me to go to Europe next month after I do the dates I am booked for here in the states." He sighed then continued "It means being in the road for three weeks"
"Three weeks?" I questioned as if I did not hear him right.
"Don't even worry." He said "we are going to figure something out; I am not going three weeks without you." He reached over grabbing my hand and squeezing it.
Well there was a little less tension here, my friends. The next chapter will be a bit better I promise. This was just a filler chapter, although a lot of them are, I think it is important to have some boring chapters that just fill in the gaps. I don't know about you ladies but lately I have been hearing some pretty heartwarming stories about Dean, maybe his character in this story isn't so far off. Thank you all for your reviews as always you ladies are great!
