tormented soul, my beta reader, wants to warn my readers that there's fluff ahead. So please have your sickness bags ready. lol
A/N – "Thoughts"
Chapter 7 – Mi Amor
It was morning and Gordo was still asleep on the couch. Suddenly, he felt something small land on his chest.
Slowly opening his eyes, he found himself looking at a curious Sasha, who was crawling up his chest.
Wiping the sleep from his eyes, he watched the girl come face to face with him.
"Hi."
The little girl's face lit up and she giggled at him. Sasha then curled up into a little ball on his chest and just laid there.
Gordo gently put his hand on her, to keep her from falling. As he watched her, Gordo started daydreaming.
A small smile appeared as he imagined what it would be like to have a daughter. "She'd be just like her mother. Dark hair, large black eyes with a mischievous glint in them, and beautifully tanned skin. She'd be smart and a dare devil."
Gordo smiled as something clicked in him. "Miranda is the only woman I can ever see as the mother of my children."
Carefully holding Sasha to his chest, he sat up. Looking up, he saw Amy watching them.
"Thanks for letting me crash on your couch," he said getting up and walking over to her. Handing her Sasha, "I need to take care of something."
He then grinned down at the little girl. "Thanks Sasha." He then kissed Sasha's forehead and walked out.
Amy watched him leave, a little confused about what just happened. The little girl in her arms just giggled and waved bye to him.
The time between leaving the Tudgeman's and arriving home was a blur. He slowly existed his car and walked up to the main doors. Pulling them open, he took a deep breath and charged up the stairs to their apartment.
Walking inside, he felt his stomach churning. Lizzie suddenly appeared in the bedroom doorway.
"Hey."
"Gordo," she warned.
Gordo just shook his head. Before either could say anything, a disheveled Miranda appeared behind her.
"What's going on?" When she saw Gordo, her heart stopped for a moment. "Gordo?" she asked in disbelief.
He took a step forward, "I'm sorry."
That's all he had to say as Miranda brushed past Lizzie, literally did a one-hand vault over the couch, and slammed into him.
Wrapping her arms around him and burying her face against his neck, she started crying tears of joy that he was back. Gordo wrapped his own arms around her and closed his eyes, trying to fight back the tears. He took a deep breath; it was her scent, not masked by perfume or scented soaps. "Just Miranda," he mused to himself.
As they were holding each other, a smiling Lizzie quietly made her way out.
Gordo picked her up and Miranda wrapped her legs around his waist. Walking over to the couch, they sat down.
"Gordo, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean for this to happen. I…"
Gordo cut her off as he quickly captured her lips with his, and they kissed. Slowly pulling back, Gordo smiled at her. "We both did some stupid stuff. But the important thing is we're still together. Right?" the question at the end came out almost like a plea.
Miranda gently brushed his cheek "Yes."
"Gordo I need to tell you something," Miranda said climbing off him and sitting on the other side of the couch.
"What?"
"You remember the letter Ryan sent me last year." Gordo nodded and she continued. "It was just the first of many that he sent me. He sent like three more before we moved into together. I threw the other ones away without even opening them. But he kept sending them but he didn't know I moved and only had my home address. My mom asked me what I wanted to do with them, I told her to throw them out. I was hoping he would take the hint but he obviously didn't."
"Miranda," Gordo said softly. "I don't care. The only thing I care about is you. I don't want anybody else. I love you. I love the way you make me laugh and the way you get this little gleam in your eye when you're up to something."
Miranda blushed. "I love you too David."
After taking a shower together, they laid in bed tangled together. Miranda was sitting on the head of the bed, against the wall. Gordo was lying down with his head in her lap.
Miranda gently stroked his hair and watched as he slowly began to fall asleep. "Gordo?"
"Mmm?" he answered tiredly.
"I love the way you make me feel beautiful and the way you look at me like I'm the only woman in the world."
"I'm just telling you the truth," he said to her.
Miranda just smiled, "Yea but its nice to hear."
Taking her hand, Gordo gently brought it to his lips and kissed it lightly. "I love you Sanchez."
"Nope. It's Gordon now," she teased him.
Gordo just smiled and Miranda watched him close his eyes and fall asleep. "Duerme mi amor," she said softly to him.
