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AN OK since it was my birthday, I am feeling generous and threw out another
chapter for ya'll. I know I rock. LOL A big thanks and how YOU doin' to
Natalie for the umm.. "inspiration" that helped me start writing this thing
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***After Vengeance***
"Yo, Maggie? Ya ready?" Brock called, letting himself into our hotel room dragging his suitcase, that was the size of a small elephant behind him.
"Yeah gimme a second", I called from the bathroom throwing my shampoo into my bag, "Can you and Grayson look under the bed to make sure he didn't scatter anything?" I walked out giving him a big smile, "You look good." He was wearing a pair of old jeans that fit him a little to good in the rear, and a white button down shirt that hung open, showing a white tank that seemed to bulge in all the right places. "Too good in fact."
"Wha?" he said looking down, "Are you serious?"
"Aw c;mon Lesner," I said laughing giving him a kiss, "You're wearing the universal cute boy outfit. White shirt and jeans gives you an automatic 15 points on the cuteness scale."
"Cute? Did you just call me cute?" He looked slightly offended.
"Yeah I did. Deal with it." As he laughed, I turned to the rest of the room, "Gray did you fin-" I stopped not seeing Grayson anywhere. "Brock, where did he go?" I asked turning toward him
"Gray? I thought he was with you" He said pointing at his suitcase and winking. I rolled my eyes. This kid is going to be the death of me. "I haven't seen Gray for along time. Think he left without us?"
"I don't know," I said kneeling on the floor next to the suitcase, hearing a small giggle. "Brock your suitcase really is stuffed, you should push down some of these spots." And then I lightly pressed against a bulge and heard more giggling, "Brock your clothes are starting to giggle again, you really should wash them more." He started laughing as I zipped open the big compartment, "Grayson! What are you doing in there?"
Gray leapt out, "Did I surprise you?"
"You have no idea, now go get your backpack our flight leaves soon." I climbed back to my feet, "So your idea or his?"
Brock grinned and looked guilty, "Mine" "Yours" we said together laughing.
Brock patted his stomach, "I feel naked."
"Oh sorry was I undressing you with my eyes again? I need to learn how to control that." I said grinning
"Yeah I know. I'm hot," He said throwing an arm around my shoulder as we left the room, Grayson running ahead, "It feels empty with out the belt."
"Aww. Are you having separation anxiety?"
Brock leaned over and growled in my ear sending shivers down my spine, "No fair!," I cried jumping as he snickered, as I shoved my elbow in his side.
"Remember, I'm not ticklish." He paused and said, "But you are!" as his fingers attached to my sides making me shriek and try to get out of his grasp.
"OK you two! Quit havin' fun!" came a call down the hotel hallway as Mark came shutting his door behind him. We both turned and waited him to join us. Brock and Mark took a second to talk and compare their battle wounds from the night before, both had gotten bloody, thankfully not seriously.
"Mark!" Grayson said running over and jumping up and down "Knock Knock!"
The three of us groaned, Gray had been on a knock knock joke spree ever since Rey had given him a book of them a week ago.
"Whose there?" Mark was the first to give in.
"Impatient Cow."
"Impatient C-"
"MOO MOO MOO!!!"
All of us groaned, as Grayson shrieked with laughter and ran down the hall to find his next victim.
"That boy needs to eat less sugar." Mark said shaking his head as we got to the elevator. Grayson came rushing over, "Hey momma?"
"Ya?"
"If we aren't at home for Christmas, how will Santa find me?"
"Gray, its only July, I don't think you need to worry about that." I said smiling down at him.
"But I wanna know."
"OK," I thought fast, "Well Santa can find anyone he wants to with his special radar, and we will be at home for Christmas this year, so he wont even need to use his radar."
"What home?"
Whoa. I hadn't even thought about that, "Well ummm.-"
"In Minnesota Gray," Brock said saving my rear, "At your house."
"Oh OK." Gray said looking pleased, "Hey Mark?"
"Yo Grayman"
"Knock Knock"
Mark whimpered, "Whose there?"
"Dwayne."
"Dwayne Who?"
"Dwayne the bath tub! I'm dwowning!"
I shook my head, as Brock and Mark both groaned.
"Its gonna be along flight," Brock said
"Its definitely gonna be a long flight," Mark agreed.
"Aw c;mon guys?" I said with a grin, "Where's your sense of adventure?!"
***After Vengeance***
"Yo, Maggie? Ya ready?" Brock called, letting himself into our hotel room dragging his suitcase, that was the size of a small elephant behind him.
"Yeah gimme a second", I called from the bathroom throwing my shampoo into my bag, "Can you and Grayson look under the bed to make sure he didn't scatter anything?" I walked out giving him a big smile, "You look good." He was wearing a pair of old jeans that fit him a little to good in the rear, and a white button down shirt that hung open, showing a white tank that seemed to bulge in all the right places. "Too good in fact."
"Wha?" he said looking down, "Are you serious?"
"Aw c;mon Lesner," I said laughing giving him a kiss, "You're wearing the universal cute boy outfit. White shirt and jeans gives you an automatic 15 points on the cuteness scale."
"Cute? Did you just call me cute?" He looked slightly offended.
"Yeah I did. Deal with it." As he laughed, I turned to the rest of the room, "Gray did you fin-" I stopped not seeing Grayson anywhere. "Brock, where did he go?" I asked turning toward him
"Gray? I thought he was with you" He said pointing at his suitcase and winking. I rolled my eyes. This kid is going to be the death of me. "I haven't seen Gray for along time. Think he left without us?"
"I don't know," I said kneeling on the floor next to the suitcase, hearing a small giggle. "Brock your suitcase really is stuffed, you should push down some of these spots." And then I lightly pressed against a bulge and heard more giggling, "Brock your clothes are starting to giggle again, you really should wash them more." He started laughing as I zipped open the big compartment, "Grayson! What are you doing in there?"
Gray leapt out, "Did I surprise you?"
"You have no idea, now go get your backpack our flight leaves soon." I climbed back to my feet, "So your idea or his?"
Brock grinned and looked guilty, "Mine" "Yours" we said together laughing.
Brock patted his stomach, "I feel naked."
"Oh sorry was I undressing you with my eyes again? I need to learn how to control that." I said grinning
"Yeah I know. I'm hot," He said throwing an arm around my shoulder as we left the room, Grayson running ahead, "It feels empty with out the belt."
"Aww. Are you having separation anxiety?"
Brock leaned over and growled in my ear sending shivers down my spine, "No fair!," I cried jumping as he snickered, as I shoved my elbow in his side.
"Remember, I'm not ticklish." He paused and said, "But you are!" as his fingers attached to my sides making me shriek and try to get out of his grasp.
"OK you two! Quit havin' fun!" came a call down the hotel hallway as Mark came shutting his door behind him. We both turned and waited him to join us. Brock and Mark took a second to talk and compare their battle wounds from the night before, both had gotten bloody, thankfully not seriously.
"Mark!" Grayson said running over and jumping up and down "Knock Knock!"
The three of us groaned, Gray had been on a knock knock joke spree ever since Rey had given him a book of them a week ago.
"Whose there?" Mark was the first to give in.
"Impatient Cow."
"Impatient C-"
"MOO MOO MOO!!!"
All of us groaned, as Grayson shrieked with laughter and ran down the hall to find his next victim.
"That boy needs to eat less sugar." Mark said shaking his head as we got to the elevator. Grayson came rushing over, "Hey momma?"
"Ya?"
"If we aren't at home for Christmas, how will Santa find me?"
"Gray, its only July, I don't think you need to worry about that." I said smiling down at him.
"But I wanna know."
"OK," I thought fast, "Well Santa can find anyone he wants to with his special radar, and we will be at home for Christmas this year, so he wont even need to use his radar."
"What home?"
Whoa. I hadn't even thought about that, "Well ummm.-"
"In Minnesota Gray," Brock said saving my rear, "At your house."
"Oh OK." Gray said looking pleased, "Hey Mark?"
"Yo Grayman"
"Knock Knock"
Mark whimpered, "Whose there?"
"Dwayne."
"Dwayne Who?"
"Dwayne the bath tub! I'm dwowning!"
I shook my head, as Brock and Mark both groaned.
"Its gonna be along flight," Brock said
"Its definitely gonna be a long flight," Mark agreed.
"Aw c;mon guys?" I said with a grin, "Where's your sense of adventure?!"