Well, it's the last chapter. Enjoy, folks, and happy Valentine's Day!
Un-beta'ed and written in 24 hours or less.
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Chapter Three: Teddy Bear
There were a few facts that Dana Thompson was sure of, in regards to her boyfriend. One: He hated Christmas and almost everything associated with it (except for ice skating and hot cocoa). Two: Despite his collection of old musicals—among them Hello Dolly —he didn't have a romantic bone in his body. Three: She had never heard him saying anything remarkably pleasant about the holidays traditionally celebrated by mainstream America.
So, when she woke up to find a white teddy bear clutching a red heart staring at her instead of a half-asleep Dominic Raoul, she was surprised. To say the least. The teenager sat up and picked up the bear, marveling at how soft it was. She grinned and buried her nose in the plush fur, giggling as she picked up the scent of cinnamon.
Fact number four about her blockhead of a boyfriend: He was really good at finding out what people liked. For Dana, cinnamon reminded her of home and… The law student paused in her musings, catching another scent entirely. Dominic was in the kitchen, and it smelled like breakfast.
Still clutching her Valentine's bear, Dana walked out of their tiny bedroom and strode towards the kitchen. Of all the rooms in their apartment, this one was used the most. Well, if you didn't count the bedroom it was.
Dana paused in the doorway between the main room and the kitchen. Her boyfriend was standing in front of the stove, humming some tune under his breath as he cooked. From the looks of things, he was in a (dare she say it) romantic frame of mind. There was another bear at her side of the table. This one was red and had a white heart.
Apparently the bear she'd woken up to was one of a set. The law student giggled and picked up the bear. She looked over at her boyfriend, who'd stopped cooking and was watching her with a small smile on his face.
"Morning luv," he rumbled. Dana set the bears down on the table and walked over to him.
"Morning you," she replied, wrapping her arms around his waist. "Happy Valentine's Day," she added, kissing his shoulder. (Darn it, why was he so tall?)
He grunted in reply to that, but Dana saw the smile on his face.
Shortly after they'd begun eating breakfast, Dominic looked up from his plate of eggs and toast.
"Happy Valentine's Day, Dana." He smiled again, and Dana had to reconsider some of the facts she knew about him.
Fact five: Maybe Dominic did have a romantic bone in his body…
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