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Fulton's POV (notice a pattern here?)
When I woke up the next morning I was alone in Dean's bed, which puzzled me a bit. There were two reasons that was surprising 1) Portman was never up before me and 2) how'd he get out of the hold I had him in last night. That's when I noticed the smell of bacon and coffee filling the air of the house. I remembered Maggie saying the day before that she volunteered at a local nursing home on Friday's meaning she wasn't home to be doing the cooking. With Tiffany and Jay at school and Mr. Portman (I don't dare call him Sonny, I value my life) at work, there could only be one person cooking. My boyfriend must have been making me breakfast. Swiftly I changed into some clean clothes and set out to follow the delicious aroma to Portman and the food.
"It smells great." I smiled entering the kitchen, a smile the faded the instant I saw her standing at the stove. The dark haired girl in a tight belly shirt and tight fitting hip huggers.
"Thanks Fulton. Um how do you like you eggs?" Maryann walked over to the fridge and took out a carton of a dozen
"Scrambled." I muttered crankily
"Okey dokey, Um Dean's in the living room watching talk shows, go join him I got everything under control." The girl turned her attention back to the hash browns she was busy frying and I retreated from the room.
Some strange girl, in skimpily clad was making breakfast for my man; I didn't think that was a good thing.
"Good morning." He greeted me as I disappointed myself on the couch beside him.
"Hi." I replied flatly
"That wasn't a happy 'hi' dude."
"Ya think? Why is Maryann in your kitchen?"
"She came over when mom left, she wanted to make me breakfast. What was I suppose to say, no?"
"Yeah."
"Come on Fulton don't be an asshole. Wait a minute your still jealous aren't you?"
"Of the girl that's prancing around your house in a half top and ass tight jeans, while flipping pancakes? Not at all."
"Dean breakfast is done baby." A female voice called from the dining room
I followed Portman to the dinging area and settled into the seat at his right allowing Maryann to sit at his left.
"The orange juice is from concentrate guys. I didn't have the time or patience to freshly squeeze it."
My God could she have been anymore… Sweet?
After the food was gone she cleared the table, washed the dishes and put them away. After that, she curled up in my boyfriends lap and bounced. I don't mean that in a kinky way, she was just so excited, giddy and happy to be with him she was fidgety and perky. That almost made me feel sick, but most of all guilty because he was with me.
I felt even worse when he squeezed my arm and got up from the couch beckoning her to follow. As they left he gave me a reassuring look and I knew he was about to break up with her.
"Maryann, I have to tell you something important." I heard him say to her from the next room over
"I don't like the sound of that." She stated glumly
"Maryann, I think we should see other people."
"I knew this was coming. Okay who is she? You wouldn't have said that if you didn't have somebody in mind."
"Well honestly, you're right there is someone already. It's Ful…isha" Ooh good save
"Felicia, she must be from Minnesota right?"
"Yeah Eden Hall, she's really great. She loves hockey and rock music and just about everything else I do. I think I maybe in love with her."
In love? Hmm, that was interesting. I had to remember to mention that.
"I gave you my virginity Dean! Didn't that mean anything to you?" By then she was in tears
"Oh no, Maryann of course it did. I didn't mean for any of this to happen. I…" He didn't get to finish however because before he got the chance she had ran out of the house and peeled out of the driveway in her Corolla.
I went into the room and find him banging his head on the wall. I touched his shoulder gently, but he didn't turn around.
"You broke up with her?"
"Yeah." He nodded his head continuing to bang on the wall
"Would you stop that, you're gonna put a hole in the wall." I reached out and spun him around
"I broke a perfectly innocent girls heart, like it was nothing."
"I know and you did it for me. Thank you."
"I couldn't have her here making you uncomfortable could I?"
"Yes you could, but you didn't why?"
"Because I luh…" I stopped short and I grinned from ear to ear
"You what? Lie? Lose?"
"I love you okay? I Dean Erik Portman and completely in love with you Fulton James Reed."
"Good, because I love you too." My hands went to his face and his arms enclosed my waist. And our lips met in the most perfect kiss ever.
Fulton's POV (notice a pattern here?)
When I woke up the next morning I was alone in Dean's bed, which puzzled me a bit. There were two reasons that was surprising 1) Portman was never up before me and 2) how'd he get out of the hold I had him in last night. That's when I noticed the smell of bacon and coffee filling the air of the house. I remembered Maggie saying the day before that she volunteered at a local nursing home on Friday's meaning she wasn't home to be doing the cooking. With Tiffany and Jay at school and Mr. Portman (I don't dare call him Sonny, I value my life) at work, there could only be one person cooking. My boyfriend must have been making me breakfast. Swiftly I changed into some clean clothes and set out to follow the delicious aroma to Portman and the food.
"It smells great." I smiled entering the kitchen, a smile the faded the instant I saw her standing at the stove. The dark haired girl in a tight belly shirt and tight fitting hip huggers.
"Thanks Fulton. Um how do you like you eggs?" Maryann walked over to the fridge and took out a carton of a dozen
"Scrambled." I muttered crankily
"Okey dokey, Um Dean's in the living room watching talk shows, go join him I got everything under control." The girl turned her attention back to the hash browns she was busy frying and I retreated from the room.
Some strange girl, in skimpily clad was making breakfast for my man; I didn't think that was a good thing.
"Good morning." He greeted me as I disappointed myself on the couch beside him.
"Hi." I replied flatly
"That wasn't a happy 'hi' dude."
"Ya think? Why is Maryann in your kitchen?"
"She came over when mom left, she wanted to make me breakfast. What was I suppose to say, no?"
"Yeah."
"Come on Fulton don't be an asshole. Wait a minute your still jealous aren't you?"
"Of the girl that's prancing around your house in a half top and ass tight jeans, while flipping pancakes? Not at all."
"Dean breakfast is done baby." A female voice called from the dining room
I followed Portman to the dinging area and settled into the seat at his right allowing Maryann to sit at his left.
"The orange juice is from concentrate guys. I didn't have the time or patience to freshly squeeze it."
My God could she have been anymore… Sweet?
After the food was gone she cleared the table, washed the dishes and put them away. After that, she curled up in my boyfriends lap and bounced. I don't mean that in a kinky way, she was just so excited, giddy and happy to be with him she was fidgety and perky. That almost made me feel sick, but most of all guilty because he was with me.
I felt even worse when he squeezed my arm and got up from the couch beckoning her to follow. As they left he gave me a reassuring look and I knew he was about to break up with her.
"Maryann, I have to tell you something important." I heard him say to her from the next room over
"I don't like the sound of that." She stated glumly
"Maryann, I think we should see other people."
"I knew this was coming. Okay who is she? You wouldn't have said that if you didn't have somebody in mind."
"Well honestly, you're right there is someone already. It's Ful…isha" Ooh good save
"Felicia, she must be from Minnesota right?"
"Yeah Eden Hall, she's really great. She loves hockey and rock music and just about everything else I do. I think I maybe in love with her."
In love? Hmm, that was interesting. I had to remember to mention that.
"I gave you my virginity Dean! Didn't that mean anything to you?" By then she was in tears
"Oh no, Maryann of course it did. I didn't mean for any of this to happen. I…" He didn't get to finish however because before he got the chance she had ran out of the house and peeled out of the driveway in her Corolla.
I went into the room and find him banging his head on the wall. I touched his shoulder gently, but he didn't turn around.
"You broke up with her?"
"Yeah." He nodded his head continuing to bang on the wall
"Would you stop that, you're gonna put a hole in the wall." I reached out and spun him around
"I broke a perfectly innocent girls heart, like it was nothing."
"I know and you did it for me. Thank you."
"I couldn't have her here making you uncomfortable could I?"
"Yes you could, but you didn't why?"
"Because I luh…" I stopped short and I grinned from ear to ear
"You what? Lie? Lose?"
"I love you okay? I Dean Erik Portman and completely in love with you Fulton James Reed."
"Good, because I love you too." My hands went to his face and his arms enclosed my waist. And our lips met in the most perfect kiss ever.