Holy cow! Over 100 reviews! That totally reeks of awesomeness! Absolutely unbelievable. Thanks to all of you who reviewed. I really didn't think that this story would be that much of a hit but I guess it is. Anyway here's chapter thirty-five (I can't believe that on either). Hope ya'll like it.
Chapter Thirty-Five: Jessica's P.O.V.
I rolled over on the couch to find that Dave was no longer there. He had somehow managed to climb out from behind me.
I yawned as I heard the shower running upstairs and about ten minutes later, Dave walked into the living room.
"Mornin' sunshine," he chirped when he saw that I was awake.
"You seem to be in a good mood," I commented.
"Why shouldn't I be? It's the first of twenty-one days that I get to spend with you. Now, get up and take a shower. We'll grab something to eat in town," he said, pulling the blanket off of me.
"Stop ordering me around."
"Hey, you're in my house. I'll order you around if I want," he smiled.
"Well, just remember, Dave, payback's a bitch," I told him, returning the smile before going upstairs to shower.
About an hour and a half later, Dave and I left the diner where we had just stopped to have breakfast.
"So, where are we going?" I asked, getting into his car.
"You'll see soon enough."
"Could you tell me what type of place it is? Like a park or a store or something."
"It's a store. As a matter of fact, it's just a couple of blocks, so if you could just hold on for about five more minutes, we'll be there."
"I guess."
Before I knew it, we had stopped again in front of a small shop called Stargazer's.
"I've never heard of this place before," I told Dave.
"It's locally owned, but a lot of high society people come here to buy their clothes."
"Clothes? You're taking me clothes shopping? Why?"
"Because I want to, Jess. Plus, we're not just going clothes shopping. There's something even more special that we're going to do after we're done here."
"You better tell me, Dave," I threatened as he laughed. Actually, it did look kind of funny. A 5'7, 120 pound woman threatening a 6'6, 318 pound professional wrestler.
"Alright. I'll tell you. Remember when you put in The Fast and the Furious last night and we got on the subject of Michelle Rodriguez and Vin Diesel?"
"Yeah, what's your point?"
"I told you that you would look good in a pair of super low-rise jeans and a halter top, along with a bellybutton ring. Well, here's the jeans and the halter. Next is the bellybutton.
Sorry this one is so short. Next one will be longer, I promise. Also, something else, for all you Dave fans out there, I don't know if you care or not but I just found out today that Dave has been lying about his age, that he is actually 39 instead of 36. And that he has three daughters instead of two, ages 20, 14, and 12. If any of you want to check this out for yourself the site that I found it on is Just thought i would let ya'll now.