A/N: More updates! Yay! I'm glad people like it! I will make sure Miranda
is included a lot in this story, I know I leave her out a lot. This chapter
takes place a week after the first one. Here you go! Enjoy! Review!
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A Surprise Guest
Chapter 2: Ain't Life Grand?
David Gordon unlocked the door to his Manhattan apartment. Well, he couldn't really say his, it was their apartment. After much discussion and thought, Lizzie and Gordo had decided to move in together. They had been engaged for about 5 months, and were getting married in 4, so it was a good time. Gordo's life was great. He had a wonderful job as the film coordinator for a small production company, he had a nice apartment, and best of all he was going to marry his kind, beautiful best friend. He still couldn't believe that he and Lizzie were getting married. She had chosen him! Out of all the guys in the entire world, Gordo was the luckiest, he felt. Life was finally falling into place.
Gordo entered the front hall of the apartment and place his briefcase down. He was greeted by his black Labrador puppy, Oreo.
"Hey Oreo!" called Gordo as he rubbed the dog's ears. Lizzie had named the dog. Gordo would have been perfectly happy calling it Rover. They had gotten the dog when they bought the apartment. He completed their quirky little family.
"Lizzie!" he called, as he walked through the first floor of the apartment. He saw Lizzie in the family room, sound asleep on the couch. He tiptoed in to the kitchen to get a cup of coffee. By the time he returned to the family room, Lizzie was waking up.
"Hey sleepyhead." He greeted her.
"Hi." She replied sleepily.
"Long day?" he asked.
"Eh kind of." She returned. "I am so tired!"
"I bet you're coming down with that virus that's been going around." He stated, as he sat down next to her on the couch. "Your throat sore?"
"Now that you mention it, it is a little scratchy." She answered.
"Yep, that's definitely a virus." He explained. "2 of the production assistants are out with it."
"Aw! I hate being sick!" she whined, sounding like a little child.
"Don't worry. You'll feel better soon." Said Gordo, taking Lizzie into his arms. "And until then, I'm going to take care of you."
"Oh, you are, are you?" asked Lizzie.
"Yep." He replied. "Miranda will run the store tomorrow, and I'm going to take the day off."
"That sounds really good." Remarked Lizzie, dreamily.
"But right now, I want you to sleep, while I cook dinner." He told her.
"You're going to cook?" asked Lizzie, astounded.
"Yep. You just sleep." He commanded.
TBC!!
I promise next chapter will be extra long! Review!
Disclaimer: Nope.
A Surprise Guest
Chapter 2: Ain't Life Grand?
David Gordon unlocked the door to his Manhattan apartment. Well, he couldn't really say his, it was their apartment. After much discussion and thought, Lizzie and Gordo had decided to move in together. They had been engaged for about 5 months, and were getting married in 4, so it was a good time. Gordo's life was great. He had a wonderful job as the film coordinator for a small production company, he had a nice apartment, and best of all he was going to marry his kind, beautiful best friend. He still couldn't believe that he and Lizzie were getting married. She had chosen him! Out of all the guys in the entire world, Gordo was the luckiest, he felt. Life was finally falling into place.
Gordo entered the front hall of the apartment and place his briefcase down. He was greeted by his black Labrador puppy, Oreo.
"Hey Oreo!" called Gordo as he rubbed the dog's ears. Lizzie had named the dog. Gordo would have been perfectly happy calling it Rover. They had gotten the dog when they bought the apartment. He completed their quirky little family.
"Lizzie!" he called, as he walked through the first floor of the apartment. He saw Lizzie in the family room, sound asleep on the couch. He tiptoed in to the kitchen to get a cup of coffee. By the time he returned to the family room, Lizzie was waking up.
"Hey sleepyhead." He greeted her.
"Hi." She replied sleepily.
"Long day?" he asked.
"Eh kind of." She returned. "I am so tired!"
"I bet you're coming down with that virus that's been going around." He stated, as he sat down next to her on the couch. "Your throat sore?"
"Now that you mention it, it is a little scratchy." She answered.
"Yep, that's definitely a virus." He explained. "2 of the production assistants are out with it."
"Aw! I hate being sick!" she whined, sounding like a little child.
"Don't worry. You'll feel better soon." Said Gordo, taking Lizzie into his arms. "And until then, I'm going to take care of you."
"Oh, you are, are you?" asked Lizzie.
"Yep." He replied. "Miranda will run the store tomorrow, and I'm going to take the day off."
"That sounds really good." Remarked Lizzie, dreamily.
"But right now, I want you to sleep, while I cook dinner." He told her.
"You're going to cook?" asked Lizzie, astounded.
"Yep. You just sleep." He commanded.
TBC!!
I promise next chapter will be extra long! Review!