Hey guys! Sorry for this being so delayed but I was kinda hoping for a little more feedback before I posted more. Sorry about the language, I really hope I don't offend anybody but I really needed to use this language to get Josh's character across. Again my apologies! And….REVIEW PLEASE!!
Coincidence?
"Excuse me? Do you have this in size four?" Brenda asked a man who she had assumed worked at the children's clothing store she was shopping at. The girls had needed new clothing and Brenda had just enough time to stop by the mall on her way home from work. The man turned around and smiled with familiarity.
"Well I'm not too sure that I can answer that but I'm sure THAT man will be able to," he said, pointing at a salesman who was currently helping another woman. Brenda smiled at his humor.
"Well I guess I will just have to ask him. It's Dylan, right?" He nodded.
"And you are most definitely Brenda Walsh," he replied with a sense of confidence.
"You have a good memory," Brenda said smiling at the fact that such a gorgeous man as himself had remembered her name. "So what brings you to a children's clothing store?" she asked with her eyebrows cocked in inquiry. He held up a pair of boys' jeans and a boy's jacket.
"Just doing some shopping for my nephew. It's his birthday next week so I thought I'd pick him up some stuff." Brenda nodded slowly.
"Word of advice, don't get boys clothes. They're not a fan of them." He chuckled.
"Oh no, this isn't for his birthday. My sister said that he needed some clothing so I promised her that I would pick him up a few things." Brenda nodded again and they both began to share an awkward silence when a young boy around Sammy's age walked up to the two.
"Uncle Dylan, can we please leave now? I HATE shopping." He looked up at Brenda then back to his uncle. "Who's this? A girlfriend?" The boy's eyebrows were cocked and a mischievous smile was plastered across his face. Dylan looked at the boy with anger but both he and Brenda could see that Dylan was embarrassed beyond belief, no matter how hard he tried to hide it.
"Braydon!" Dylan tried to yell so only Braydon could hear him. Braydon just smiled more at the sight of his uncle in an uncomfortable situation with a woman because of him.
"You know, I should go and see if that have a size four. I'll uh…see you later," Brenda said politely although it was apparent that she was feeling extremely uncomfortable with the situation. Dylan nodded and reluctantly watched her walk off. He then looked down at his nephew with a stern look on his face. Braydon instantly looked to the ground with sadness but before Dylan could do anything to comfort him, an older boy, about fifteen, walked up to the two.
"Josh, seriously? Didn't I tell you to watch your brother?" Dylan asked his older nephew with frustration. Josh shrugged and smirked.
"I could see him. You know, you really outta specify with these types of things." Dylan merely rolled his eyes at the older boy. "So, Uncle Dyl, who's the sexy brunette you were talking to?" Josh asked with an arched eyebrow.
"Josh, she's got kids and her name is Brenda. Brenda Walsh," Dylan replied with immense fondness while saying her name. Josh only smiled more.
"She's got kids? Not a problem. Don't you ever watch Desperate Housewives?" Dylan shook his head and chuckled. His nephew reminded him so much of himself when he was that age, it was scary.
"Well don't go getting any ideas," Dylan said softly, a longing in his voice. Josh rolled his eyes at his uncle.
"Dude, grow some balls and go ask her for her number already!" Dylan stared at his nephew with disbelief. He was definitely part of the McKay family, that's for sure.
"Josh, watch your language! Your brother is standing right there." Josh just shrugged.
"Meh, I wouldn't worry about him. He's gonna grow up to be a faggot so he'll be quite familiar with that word."
"And your sister's going to be a prostitute right?" Josh laughed and nodded leaving Dylan to roll his eyes and shake his head. "Kids these days!" Josh laughed again.
"Go ask her for her number. I can't stand my uncle being a love sick puppy dog."
"Fine, will you actually WATCH your brother so he doesn't end up on the black market?" Josh nodded reluctantly.
"Yeah, just go get that Brenda's number." Dylan smiled and rested a hand on his nephew's shoulder.
"Thanks kid," he said before walking off to find Brenda who was in the middle of checking out.
Brenda smiled at the man at the register and grabbed the bags of the girls' clothing. She ran her fingers through her hair and turned around only to come face to face with Dylan.
"Um, hi," she said with surprise. He smiled.
"Hi, sorry about that. My nephews." She nodded looking over at the two boys, one much older than the other.
"I see. So is there a reason you came over here to talk to me?" He smiled.
"Nah, I just thought I would ditch my nephews and come and hang out with you in a children's clothing store." Brenda blushed slightly at his flirtatious attitude. He laughed at himself. "Actually, I was curious if you would be free for dinner on Saturday night." She smiled politely.
"I uh…I don't know. I mean I would have to get someone to watch the girls and I have a lot of paperwork to do." He nodded and flashed her a friendly smile.
"No problem. You know what, here's my number. Call me if you change your mind," he said, handing her a scrap paper with a number on it. She sighed to herself and stared at the scrap paper intently as he walked off with the two boys trailing behind. She had a feeling she would be seeing him again.
