Discliamer: I only own the Taylor family, and Chloe and her parents.
Chapter 11
Tara pushed the cart, reading her shopping list as she slowly wandered through the isles. She looked up when Chloe came running towards her in her tiny purple shorts and white spaghetti strap shirt. Tara smiled to herself when she saw Bobby's hand tightly wrapped in Chloe's, dragging along.
"Mommy! Mommy!" Chloe jumped up and down holding up a large bag of suckers. "Can we buy a bag? Please?"
"Maybe another time, Chlo'," Tara said.
"But Mommmmm, Daddy said I could!"
Tara glared at the sheepish man. "Did he, now?"
"Yeah! He did."
"Well, then Daddy can explain why we can't have everything we want."
"Fine," her hands flew to her hips crossly and turned to Bobby, "Why not?"
Tara flashed a haha smirk at Bobby and steered around them, leaving Bobby to dig himself out of the hole.
In the next isle she picked up a box of cereal and drooped it into the cart. Tara heard Bobby come up her, "Tara, can we get-"
"No!" Tara spun around, she caught her breath when she saw how close they were together. Tara's heart began beating so fast she thought it was going to fly out of her chest. She looked into Bobby's clear blue eyes as he gazed into the hazel of hers. He bowed his head, closing the distance between their craving mouths. A newborn cried. Chloe! "Bobby, where's Chloe?" Tara asked.
"She's right there…" Bobby turned around, not expecting the empty isle he saw. "Oh God."
"No," Tara ran past Bobby to the end of the isle, Bobby hot on her heels. Tara skidded to a stop and nearly fell over when Bobby crashed into her from behind. She failed to notice however, for her attention was riveted to her 'daughter' and the man kneeling down beside her. "Chloe! Get away from him!"
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