Chapter 10
Curt's POV
Riker looked shocked before he said, "I love you, too." I smiled, and kissed him sweetly. Just then Riker's phone rang. He groaned as he pulled away from the kiss. He pulled his phone out of his pocket, and answered it.
"Hello?" he paused as the other person answered. "Yes, mom. We're fine." I smiled, obviously Ross had told Stormie about Riker being sick. There was another pause. "No, mom. Curt took care of both of us...Yes, Curt Mega." Stormie said, something and Riker rolled his eyes. "Yes, mom." The next thing Stormie said, and Riker blushed. "Thanks, mom." he said sarcastically. "Love you too. Bye." He hung up the phone.
"What did your mom want?" I asked
"Oh, she just wondered why I hadn't called her if both Bella and I were sick." he said.
"What did she say that made you blush?" I asked very curious.
"It was nothing." he said, his cheeks turning red again. I quirked an eyebrow "Nothing! You'll find out soon enough."
"Alright." I said, giving him a strange look.
"I'm gonna go check on Bella." he mumbled, and headed upstairs. I watched him until he was out of my sight then turned and gathered the dishes off the table.
Riker's POV
I can't believe my mother! Honestly, I loved my mom. She was the best mom in the world. However, my mom was now going to be here in a half hour to pick up my five year old daughter, to spend the night at her house. I'm not even kidding! What kind of mom does that? I'll tell you, Stormie Lynch.
I knocked on Bella's door.
"Hey baby girl, you all dressed?" I asked.
"Yes, daddy." she said opening the door. She was wearing a Hello Kitty shirt, blue jeans, and a pink tutu. I smiled, she looked like a mini Rydel.
"Excuse me, can you tell me where my daughter is?" I asked her playfully, "Because all I see is my little sister."
She giggled, "It's me daddy!"
"It is!" I said faking shock. She hugged me.
"Hey, baby girl." I said.
"Yeah, daddy?" she asked still snuggled against my chest. "What do you think about going to stay with Grandma for the night?"
Her eyes lit up. "I get to go stay with Grandma?"
"Yes, baby girl." I said. She clapped, and started running around the room, looking for her things.
"Baby girl, calm down." I said, chuckling. "Do you want me to help you choose your clothes?"
She paused, and thought about. "Okay. Can Papa help chose my clothes when I come back?"
I paused, Curt would be going home eventually, what would I tell her then? "I guess." I said, deciding to think about it later.
I pulled some clothes out of the drawer, and put them in her over night bag. It was a sparkly lime green bag that said Rocker on it in pink. Rocky got it for her for her birthday.
"You can choose four Barbies to take with you." I told her. Bella had an obssession with barbie. I swear she had every barbie that ever came out. As soon as a new one came out it seemed like she had it.
"Only four." she said pouting.
"Only four." I repeated.
She pouted, but got four barbies and put the in the bag. As we reached the landing the doorbell rang. I went to grab the door, and Bella ran off to find Curt. I opened the door
"Hey, mom." I said, smiling.
"Hey, baby boy." my mom said hugging me. "Where's my favorite little grand daughter?"
Bella appeared, giggling "Grandma, I'm your only grand daughter." Curt was following closely behind her.
"Hey, Curt." my mom said.
"Hello, Mrs. Lynch." he said, shyly. I had to smile, he was just so cute.
"Curt, just because your dating my son doesn't mean you can't still call me Stormie." she said. Curt nodded.
"Grandma!" Bella said, getting my mom's attention.
"What, sweetheart?" Mom asked.
"Can we go now?" she asked, bouncing up and down. We all chuckled at her, and she looked at us weird.
"Of course, we'll go sweetheart." My mom said. "Say good-bye to daddy and Curt."
Bella turned to us. "Bye, daddy." she hugged me. "Bye Papa." she hugged Curt. My mom shot me a questioning look when Bella called Curt papa, and I smiled shyly. Bella skipped out the door. "Come on Grandma!" she called. My mom laughed. "Coming! You boys have fun." she smiled at us, and followed Bella out the door.
