AN: Since I haven't updated in a while, I thought I'd give you all a huge chapter. Its like eleven pages long in my document, so huge is a good word for it. Training is long. And its boring. I hope to get more done on the weekends. But, until then, here is what I offer you! Enjoy! Oh, if you see any issues, let me know I rushed this out a little.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Natural Progression
It was the morning of my second weekend living with my imprint. Anna was still doing good, she worked just as much as she had before and I hated it because she didn't want me following her to work. And I couldn't lie to her so either had to do what she told me or tell her what I did. Other than all of that, I did alright. Mom had spent most of the week working and Celia had been over the day before. Embry wasn't as much of a fool as before, but the damage had been done because Celia would always look at him with raised brow when ever he spoke.
Sleeping situations had become confusing. Some nights, Anna was so tired she fell right asleep and didn't wake up again until she had to get up for school. Other nights, she couldn't even fall asleep on the couch without me. I just left it up to her, unless there were circumstances on my end. Like a blood-sucker got too close, or I felt she might be threatened, or just because sleeping without her would be too difficult for me.
Stretching in my arms, after a long and peaceful night of sleep, Anna turned to look up at me. "What time is it?" She asked as she tried to stifle a yawn.
"Almost eight," I answered as I brushed her hair out of her face.
"We should get up, your mom said she needed our help with something today." She said urgently.
"Don't make me." I groaned.
"Okay, I won't." She said then rolled out of bed, and my arms, and stretched again, her arms reaching for the ceiling as she stood on the balls of her feet. She was in one of my few shirts, as she had taken to using them to sleep in, and it just barely covered her bottom while she stretched, giving me the perfect view of her legs while they looked miles long.
I growled lowly as I watched her walk out of my room and into the bathroom. God, my imprint is such a fuckin' tease.
I got out of bed, though. My heart was beating too fast for me to stay in bed. I put real clothes on to do whatever my mom wanted us to do, real clothes being jeans, a t-shirt and a jacket. The leather jacket had belonged to Billy and when he dug it out to give it to Jake, it didn't fit so it was passed through the pack to see who it would fit. It got through Sam, Embry, Quil and Jared before it got to me but it fit perfectly, so I didn't let it go. I never had to wear it, because of my body heat, but to keep from getting too many looks outside of the Rez, I wore it.
When I left my room Anna was walking out of the bathroom. She was wearing one of the dresses my mother bought for her, which made me guess my mother asked her to wear it. The dress was purple and came to her knees and it was like that specific shade was meant to make her look like a goddamn goddess or something. Her skin had a glow to it, her hair looked brighter and her eyes were more brilliant than ever.
"Do you like it?" She asked nervously, tucking her hair behind her ears and biting her lip.
"Yeah," I said breathlessly.
"Oh Anna you look so pretty!" Mom cooed as she came from the kitchen. I growled a little bit. "Don't forget to wear the leggings though, its cold and I don't want you to get sick, Paul will throw a fit if you do." She added with a smug look before going back into the kitchen.
After Anna put on the black leggings, my old hoodie and her new shoes, we ate breakfast and then Mom had us pile in the car. For some reason she had me drive and Anna sit up front, but it made more sense when she started spreading papers all over the back seat.
"Where are we going?" I asked after I turned the car on. I was really looking at Anna as she picked at the hem of her dress. She looked nervous, but not uncomfortable.
Mom glanced up from the middle seat where the papers where completely scattered around her. "Down-town Seattle." She answered calmly.
I really didn't like that answer. I hated trying to find parking. I hated all the people. I hated all the noise. And I knew I was going to hate all the men looking at my imprint. I would be lucky if I left the city without a police chase. Anna, however, did perk up when my mom answered. "I've never been there." She told us.
"You will love it." Mom told her surely.
I started pulling out of the driveway, driving toward the highway, but all my questions weren't answered. "What are we doing?" I asked annoyed.
"You two are going to help me find my apartment." Mom said cheerily.
Of all the things she could have had planned in Seattle, that was probably the least painful, so I just shrugged and continued on.
"I thought you weren't moving until after Christmas." Anna said confused. I thought the same thing, but my mother liked to do things backwards so I tried not to question too much, in order to keep the little bit of sanity that I had.
"Well, that is the plan, but if I can find a place out there before then, I can start as soon as possible." Mom explained.
Reality slapped me across the face in that second. Before it was just a distant plan that my mom would be leaving, but now, it was the near future. The really near future. Anna looked at me and touched the hand that was resting on the shifter. It made me feel better, not all the way, but enough.
"Besides, it's a tough market out there, I need to be ahead of the game." Mom told us through the silence.
I still didn't feel any better about it.
Driving to Seattle isn't something that I would call fun, or anything less than torture really. Its hours away, and you have to deal with all the traffic and idiot drivers. Mom was too busy with the papers, which I learned where printouts of apartment listings when my curiosity got the best of me, to care so it didn't bother her. But Anna seemed to enjoy the ride, in some strange way. Whenever my road rage started acting up she would just touch my arm or even say my name in that chiding way and I calmed down instantly.
When we did finally get there, Mom directed me to the realtor's office, where there was free parking, and we met her real-estate agent in the lobby.
"Sally!" I groaned the minute my mom cried out. Sally was her college friend and that woman irritated me since before I can remember. I clutched Anna closer to me as we followed my mother.
Sally was just a little taller than my mom, with long bleach blonde hair and scary blue eyes. She was also limping on crutches. "Dana!" She called back with her squealing voice.
"Oh no, what happened?" Mom asked sadly.
"Silly accident with my four-year-old, I won't be able to take you to the listings." Sally answered with a frown. I almost started cheering. "My assistant Corrine can take you, she has all of the codes and she knows exactly where I was going to take you." She said, looking over her shoulder at the short, professional looking, brunette who smiled at us.
"Okay, I hope you feel better." Mom told her, still looking like someone had just announced that Christmas was cancelled.
"Good luck!" Sally called as we all left the lobby, into the cold, October weather. I kept Anna close to me, to try and shield her from the bitter wind and she stayed just as close.
"Let's start with farthest listing, so we can work our way back to the office." Corrine offered with a smile.
We all agreed and made our way to the first apartment. Corrine got us to the first place in about twenty-five minutes. Mom loved the building, and how close it was to… Whatever, I really wasn't paying attention. A group of college guys had just come out of the building and where tripping at the sight of Anna. I scowled at all of them and held her closer to me. Anna was looking at the façade of the building and didn't notice anything.
We looked at five apartments in two hours and none of them satisfied my mother's long list of demands. The first one had too much carpet. The second one's bedrooms were too small. The third one was on the first floor. The fourth one's ceilings were too low. The fifth one didn't have a bath tub.
When we got to the sixth one, two blocks away from the real-estate office and three blocks away from the building that held my mothers new job, was in an old building that had shops surrounding it an a movie theater a stone's throw away. Mom at least walked in with a smile.
The building had an elevator, which was a little more updated that the building itself, that was the size of my room. The apartment was on the fifth floor and had half the floor. Mom was smiling even more.
Outside of the elevator was a wide hallway that ended with a huge window on each ends with just two doors placed on opposite ends of the hall. Corrine took us to the door to the right and let us in and my mom started squealing like a six-year-old girl.
There was a small entrance, with a door that was probably a coat closet, but my mother didn't care about that. From the foyer was a large room with three huge windows that looked out onto Seattle. The room had to be a combination of the living and dining room because the kitchen was tucked away to the right of the room. There was a door next to the kitchen, which we could see was a bathroom because the door was open and two other doors on the opposite ends of the front room. I guessed they were bedrooms.
Corrine started spewing off random facts about the house and Anna walked to one of the windows in the front room.
I followed her and stood behind her and a little to her side. "So, how do you like the city so far?" I asked indifferently, crossing my arms over my chest.
She turned to look at me with a bright smile. "It's an amazing place." She gushed.
It stung a little to hear that. My mom was picking up and leaving La Push for this place and now Anna was falling all over it. I just can't win.
"But I don't think I could live here. It's too busy. I'd like to visit your mom here, though." She added a few seconds later with a sure nod.
That perked me up. "Looks like that will happen sooner rather than later, she'll probably die of a broken heart if she doesn't buy this place." I scoffed, nodding toward Mom.
Anna looked at my mother. "She does look really happy here." She noted. I slumped again. "Are you sad she's moving?" She asked quietly.
"Yes and no." I answered with a sigh. "Its not like she's moving to the other side of the world, I'll probably see her enough to still be sick of her." I said trying to make it sound like it could possibly be the truth.
Anna chuckled. "You'll miss her a lot." She said knowingly.
I glanced over my shoulder to look at my mom, who was fussing over the pantry in the kitchen. "Yeah," I admitted with a tight throat.
Anna fit herself to my side and kissed my neck, since that was as close as she could get to my face without standing on her tip toes. I wrapped my arms around her to hold her close and she slipped her arms under my jacket and hugged me back. With the dull, but constant ache that was taking over my heart, it felt a lot better to be comforted by my other woman. I'm still having the internal struggle as to who is first between my mom and Anna.
"When can I put in an offer?" Mom squealed from behind us.
Anna detached from me a little, enough to look at my mom. "Don't you want to see the other places?" She asked confused.
"Oh no, when you find a place this good, you grab it before it goes." Mom said quickly.
"I can get to work on that right now." Corrine said as she took her phone and started making phone calls.
"Excellent!" Mom cheered happily. "So, what do you think?" She asked Anna.
Anna wound herself closer to me and rested her head on my chest. "It's great." She said surely.
"Good, because that second room will be for you two when you come to visit and yes, you are visiting me. I spent hours in labor before you tore through my birth canal boy, you'll visit me when I tell you to." She told me sternly. Yeah, Mom is my number one woman, just for that fact. You can't tell the woman who had seven stitches down there after she pushed you out, that she's number two, I'd be killed for that.
Anna laughed. "No problem."
"How about we plan for Christmas to be here, and I'll let you have New Year's to yourselves." Mom said like she had come up with the best idea since sliced bread.
"Gee, thanks." I grumbled. I always loved having choices in these matters…
"I like that." Anna said smiling.
"That reminds me, don't make any plans for the weekend before Thanksgiving, there is a party I want you both to go to." She told us with a pointed finger.
"Is Kevin going to be there?" I asked with a long snarl.
Mom took in a deep breath and shook her head. "No, he moved to New York." She answered coolly.
"I'm sorry." Anna said quickly, looking genuinely worried.
"Don't be. We both knew that if our careers, or family matters, got in the way then what we had would fall to the way-side. I'm not going to say it hasn't affected me. But I've accepted it." She explained to Anna maturely then looked at me with a glare. "Please don't start cheering." She said lowly. I had to refrain myself from smiling.
Corrine walked up to us, holding the phone to her chest and talked to us in a quiet voice. "I just got a hold of the other realtor and the owner has some conditions." She told my mother.
"Well, by all means, let's start this war." Mom said cracking her knuckles. Corrine nodded and walked to the kitchen counter, where she had all of the papers spread across it. "Why don't you two go out and enjoy the city, this will take a while, I'll call when we're done." Mom told us, nodding toward the door.
"If you're sure." Anna said cautiously.
"I don't even want to be here, I won't make you do it." Mom said waving us out.
"Okay," Anna conceded.
"Have fun!" Mom called out as I pulled Anna out of the apartment.
We took the elevator back down to the lobby, where it was completely empty and out onto the streets of Seattle. Once again, every passing man was looking at Anna. She didn't notice, I don't know how, all I could see was them leering at her. And yes, they were leering. There eyes would have been popped out of their sockets if Anna had become uncomfortable in anyway, but she didn't notice anything but the city and me. That was an ego boost, I'll admit.
"Now where?" I asked, holding her near me.
She pulled my hoodie tighter around her to try and block the cold. "Your mom kept talking about Pike's Place, we can start there." She answered with a small shrug.
I was beginning to think she had accepted the fact that I was her personal slave and any opinion I might have revolved solely around her happiness because she was assuming her choice was the final say in the matter more and more now. It made things a little easier that way.
It's not very hard to find Pike's Place since all of the streets literally lead down to it. Three blocks away, rain started to spit over us. I took my jacket off in a flash and had it covering Anna before more than two drops had hit her. She looked up at me with laughing eyes as I rushed her as quickly as I could to the cover of the market. I know she's been in the rain a lot, but that doesn't mean I'm going to let her get wet, or cold, while I'm around.
"Busy place," Anna muttered as she took in the bustling venue.
"Want to go somewhere else?" I offered. I really didn't give a shit about the place and there were a few places close by that could house us from the rain that weren't as packed.
"I'd rather stay dry for the moment." She said surely and started walking through the crowds.
I didn't have to be in the public market for long to know I didn't like it. Anna seemed indifferent for the most part. There were some polite people, but they were mostly rude, to her at least. They weren't very smart, seeing me walking directly behind her should have told them not to fuck with the small girl that I had my hands all over, but as soon as I moved in front of her, no one touched me or her. We made our way down to the lower levels of the market, where it was less crowded.
"It's a little crowded, but I like it, for the most part." Anna said, almost to herself, as we made our way outside from the lower levels of the market.
I just grumbled under my breath.
"You don't like the city, do you?" She asked, already knowing the answer.
I shook my head. "Too many people," I said surely.
There was a bench that was empty that over looked Puget Sound and I sat on it, pulling Anna with me, before anyone else did to give us some kind of privacy. It wasn't very hard for me to stretch out enough to take up the entire bench except for a little spot for Anna to sit. She settled next to me and looked out at the water.
Anna rested her head on my shoulder but she had to sit awkwardly to do it, so I took her legs and moved them to lay across mine. She blushed and wrapped her arms around me and buried her face in my shoulder. I couldn't help but just grin and hold her close.
There were people walking past us, and other sitting near us, and they all looked at us with that raised brow. Her skin was a glaring contrast to mine, yet again, but I didn't really care about that. The only thing that mattered was that she was healthy and happy. The little skin she was showing had a pink tint to it from being so warm. She was wearing a hoodie, my jacket and was in close contact to someone whose ambient body temp was 108 degrees. I don't think she could be less than cold.
I liked this better than walking. I didn't have to worry about someone knocking her over here, or some dumbass trying to hit on her. She was all mine, just sitting on the bench. I didn't have to share her with anyone, including my mother. And as soon as my mother moved out, I'd have her entirely to myself. Until Embry moved in.
For the past few weeks, that was a common thought on his mind. Of course, since I was usually patrolling with him, I had to hear it all. His parents had fully agreed with Sam and his dad, step-dad really but Embry didn't like to think of him that way, even got him the summer job. But, as always, Mr. Sensitive was worried about leaving home, even if it was just a mile and a half away.
"I should probably tell you this now." I started slowly, looking down at Anna as she craned her head back to look at me. "As soon as school ends Embry will be moving in with us." I told her coolly.
"Really?" She asked confused.
"He's old enough, and besides, the kid needs help, he still can't hold a decent conversation with his imprint for God's sake." I complained.
"I'm okay with that, I like Embry." She said with a smile.
I really didn't like that answer. "You can have my mom's room when she moves and Embry could take the couch." I offered.
"Or we could take your mom's room and Embry could have your room." She countered sheepishly, biting her lip.
I'll admit I wasn't expecting her to say that. I was hoping, yes, but I didn't think she actually would. I was very pleased to hear that, but my mouth still dropped when I did.
"Don't look so shocked, we hardly ever sleep apart anyway." She pointed out, putting her head on my shoulder again. She was right. "We're not taking your bed, though." She said firmly.
"What's wrong with my bed?" I asked, almost insulted. She slept perfectly well in that bed.
"Its about to fall to bits and those springs have been digging into my side." She said touching her hips.
I would have incinerated the bed for making her sneeze, now I'm liable to throw the damn thing out the window. "Alright, but we aren't using my mother's bed either." I said, forcing myself not to shudder. I wasn't going to sleep in the same bed that my mother shared with her liaisons. I'd rather swim out into the middle of the ocean and see how fast sharks could tear me to bits.
I heard ringing a second later and Anna was scrambling for her cell phone in the pocket of her hoodie. The front screen had a picture of my mother smiling widely.
"Speak of the devil." I muttered.
Anna answered and talked to Mom for a little while. Really it was my mother doing the talking and Anna just listening or agreeing.
"She got the seller to agree to her price and terms, so she's heading back to the office with Corrine." Anna told me when she closed her phone and put it back in her pocket.
I growled a little. I didn't want to move from the spot, even if it was in the middle of the city I really hated. "That's got to be a record, even for my mother." I grumbled.
Anna kissed my cheek, climbed off my lap and held her hand out to me. I sighed and took her hand as I stood. She is the only woman, my mother included, that I will hold hands with in public. Call me whipped or whatever, she is the whole and entire reason for my existence, if she wants to hold hands, I'm holding her hand.
I knew how to get back to the office just because I could follow my own scent back but the journey back was slow. It was mostly hills and I liked the silence I had with Anna. We only had to walk into the lobby to find my mother.
"What took you slow pokes so long?" She asked with her hands on her hips.
"Can we just leave now?" I asked impatiently.
"Yes, but I'm driving because there is somewhere I want to go before we go home." She said taking the keys from my hand.
"Is there food?" I demanded. We hadn't had lunch yet and my stomach was about to kill if it didn't get food.
"Yes, and I promise to feed the both of you." Mom answered, rolling her eyes as she pushed us back out the door and toward the car.
I sat up front, as per my mothers orders and Anna sat in the back, cuddled in my jacket, making small talk with my mother. We were on the road for less than an hour when I saw it. That gigantic blue and yellow building that haunted my dreams.
"Seriously?" I yelled as she turned into the parking lot.
She grinned as we passed the IKEA sign. "I told you there would be food, and food there is." She said smartly.
"What is this place?" Anna asked confused.
"A furniture store, it's my favorite." Mom told her, sounding like a kid heading to a candy store with a hundred dollar bill.
"Yeah, it's her favorite because she likes to make me put all of the shit together." I spat sourly, slouching in my seat.
"Hush or you'll be carrying it all home." She said still smiling as she started her quest for a parking spot.
Mom was in heaven the minute we walked into the place. I was not. Anna was indifferent as always. We walked straight to the food court, well, really I herded Mom and Anna to the food before we started looking at all of the show-room. After I stuffed my face with three full meals I let my mother drag me around.
An hour into walking around the damn place, even with Anna leaning on me, I snapped. It was just too much. I couldn't take it.
"Nothing has changed from the last time we were here!" I yelled as my mother examined a dresser for the fifth time.
"Would you stop being so dramatic, please?" Mom asked quietly, not even caring that I yelled even though everyone in a twenty foot radius jumped.
"Can we look at beds?" Anna asked, ignoring my tantrum.
Mom quickly popped up and away from the dresser to look at Anna. "Sure!" She cried happily.
"Oh God no." I groaned while I was pulled away.
The next two hours were a nightmare. Mom wanted a new bed. Anna wanted a new bed. Four-door sedans do not have the room to haul two queen sized beds. Mom had picked out her bed, opting to keep the box spring and bed frame she already had, but Anna wanted new everything. We had everything on a cart, waiting just past the registers for Mom to finish arguing with the delivery desk in the heat, when a familiar voice came from behind us.
"Anna?"
Anna spun and so did I, ready to pounce when I saw Celia. Out of instinct I took a little step back. Embry might bug me, but I couldn't hurt his imprint any more than my own. It was just as written into my DNA to protect her as it was to protect Anna. "Hi, Celia." She said surprised. "What are you doing here?" She asked confused.
"My dad and my godfather are looking for some stuff for the kitchen and their rooms. You?" Celia said sounding a little bored.
Anna rested her hand on the stack of beds, box springs and bed frames. "Beds," She answered with a sigh.
We had been alone for a second or two when Mom stormed up with angry eyes and clenched fists and started ranting.
"I swear, those crazy people want me to pay out the ass to have these shipped to the house and they might not even be able to take it to La Push!" Mom yelled frustrated until she saw Celia and then stopped dead in her tracks and coughed awkwardly. "Oh, hello," She tried to say politely.
"Hi," Celia said with a wave.
"Dana, this is Celia, we go to school together." Anna said
"Nice to meet you, so sorry you had to see my little melt down." Mom said trying to recover from losing her cool in front of someone new.
"Nothing I haven't already heard." Celia said with a shrug.
After the chuckles died down we heard a deep voice boom near us, one I recognized from time shared in Embry's mind. "Celia!"
I could see the Marine, Celia's father coming right for us from outside, looking flustered with a shorter man that was wiry, but I had a strong feeling he was as powerful as the man at his side. Of course, I had to blink a few times when I saw him holding something that was pink, which was actually an infant. I guessed it was Celia's baby sister.
Celia, a brave girl, just rolled her eyes and turned to face the man that even made me think twice about crossing him. "Dad, seriously, I told you I was coming over here, don't panic so much." She said tiringly. "This is Anna, her boyfriend Paul and his mom Dana. I told you about them." She introduced coolly.
The Marine looked at us all and then let out a breath and relaxed at the sight of us. I don't know why, if I saw my daughter hanging out around us I'd probably freak out. "John Stefano." He told us stiffly.
"Nice to meet you." Mom said holding out her hand. He obliged her before looking down at his daughter.
"We need to go." John said to Celia.
"Do we have extra room in the truck?" Celia asked casually.
John's brow shot up. "Yeah, why?" He asked confused.
I was convinced there was a school of manipulation that women went to and my mother had to be the principle and Celia was probably the star pupil. She got her dad and her godfather, whose name I later learned was Adam, to rearrange the bed of the massive F-350 to fit the beds, box sting and bed frame. Oh, and guess who got to help them? Yeah, I did. Mom snapped and pointed her fingers as they started moving things out of the truck, and my childhood training told me to help.
Celia had been holding her sister for two seconds when my mother asked to hold her. There hadn't been a baby around in a while and my mother was cooing all over her within seconds. She was in heaven; a baby to hold, Anna to dress up and me to be ordered around.
We finished wedging in the last of the boxes and we were good to go. John took his youngest daughter back, which my mother pouted about for a little while, and we all went back to our respective vehicles. Mom drove again and followed their truck to the highway. I sat in the back with Anna because Mom had dumped her purse out on the passenger seat.
"He's a very nice man." Mom said once we had been on the road for a while.
"Mom, don't even." I begged.
"What? I can't compliment him." Mom asked aghast.
"He wasn't nice. He was as grumpy as me. You were referring to his assets." I snapped.
"Those were nice too." Mom said smirking a little.
"You are paying for all of my therapy." I groaned.
The ride was just as long back but Anna had fallen asleep on my shoulder. I didn't feel the urge to rage with her looking so peaceful on my shoulder. When we did get home, Anna woke up as soon as the car stopped, while Mom dashed out to help direct John to back into the driveway. Mom opened the garage door while Anna went inside to start getting my bed ready to be tossed out while I helped John move everything into the garage. Truthfully, I didn't need the help and I didn't really think he did either.
When we had everything inside, Mom and Anna thanked him and I did too. The man might have been played by his daughter, but he still helped. Celia waved at us as the truck drove by and when it disappeared toward Forks we went to work. I tossed my bed to the side of the road, with everything else but before we started on building the bed frame, Anna insisted on cleaning my room. Mom watched smugly as we did. After years of me giving her lip for cleaning my room, Anna was forcing me to and I couldn't say no to her.
So by the end of the night, I had a new bed with a new bed frame that I didn't chose and had to put together, I cleaned my room when I had refused almost all my life to do it and I even went into Seattle willingly. Its safe to say the world is close to ending.
Mom made a quick dinner and we went straight to bed after. We were all too tired for anything else. Anna went to the bathroom when she finished cleaning it with Mom and I and I went to my room. Sitting dead in the middle of my room was my new bed. It was a queen bed and it was massive. The bed frame was just a basic frame with dark wood, nothing fancy or too girly. I stripped down to my boxers and fell on the bed, expecting all the lumps from my old bed and that isn't what I got. Any mixed feelings I had about tossing that old piece of crap were gone the minute my body connected to the bed. It surpassed amazingly comfortable.
I had been on the bed for a few minutes when I heard my door open and close and Anna tip-toe across my room and crawl around me. She rested her head next to me and giggled a little.
"Do you like it?" She asked me quietly.
I pulled my face out of the bed and looked at Anna. "Maybe," I mumbled.
Anna sighed and rolled her eyes a little, slipping under the covers and snuggled next to me. Feeling even more content, I pulled her toward me and settled easily into our new bed.
"So does this mean your not sleeping on the couch any more?" I asked sleepily.
She sighed. "Maybe." She said smiling a little.
"Cute," I chuckled as I buried my face in her hair.
She laughed with me for a moment before she sighed again, this time with contentment. "I had fun today." She said happily.
"It was okay." I mumbled against her hair.
"Don't worry, you've got her for a while yet." She said knowingly.
"How do you always know what I'm thinking about?" I asked confused.
She shook her head and propped herself up on her elbow so she could look down at me. "I don't always know what you're thinking about. But I know what you're feeling." She told me in the simplest tone. I didn't doubt what she said. If there was anyone in the world that I would let into my head or my heart, it was would be her. What the hell am I saying, she doesn't need to be let in since she already owns the place…
I laced my fingers through her hair and pulled her toward me so I could kiss her for being so damn smart. She giggled against my lips before she slipped back down to my side and tried to hide her blushing face. I didn't have to pull her close to me, she was already fully pressed against me, all I had to do was put my arms around her and close my eyes. Bad day or good day, it didn't matter because all I needed to make it worth it was already lying next to me. It was a good day.
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