Always, Our Secret Dream 3

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It's been a while since I booked my appointment with Stacey and I had every intention of getting up and cooking something for dinner but when I made it downstairs I couldn't help myself. I ended up snuggling up on the sofa wrapped in one of Bryan's hoodies. Watching Camp Rock.

I had expected Bryan to have returned home by now but  alas he hasn't. I know I don't have anything to worry about. He's out with Chris and from the sound of his text, Chris needs him. Something that since I have known the both of them he hasn't done before, at least not like this.

Am I hurt that my best friend and brother in law wanted his brother rather than me, a little but if I was suffering from something I'd probably turn to Quinn so I can't let it hurt me too much. That would just be unreasonable.

When I say I'm not worried about him, what I mean is that if it was anything serious where I need to be worried then he would have called me with information.

But he hasn't and for some reason, I can't shift this uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach.

Before anyone goes there this isn't something to do with the baby, it's a deep connection I feel, sort of like a seventh sense that I'm missing something important and of value.

Frustrated and hungry, I decided to take my car out to the grocery store. I'm craving peanut butter, apple slices and gummy bears. Weird, right?

I look at myself in the floor-length mirror deciding my outfit of biker shorts, converse sneakers and Bryans hoodie is suitable for a trip to the store.

I pick up my bag and keys and head out of the house. Shutting and locking the front door before walking over to my car. Placing my things down in the passenger side footwell.

As I buckle up and lock my car doors I ponder if I should send Bryan a message just in case he returns whilst I am out and can't find me.

I don't want him to come home and worry about me when he can't find me there.

Knowing how much he worries about us, I decide to send him a message that is the best bet for both of us.

Husband <3 Have a dyer craving for some snackie's so I'm heading to the store. xo

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Ten minutes later and I am parking outside the grocery store. Gathering up my things from the car I head across the lot towards the store, picking up a cart along the way.

I make a silent promise on my way into the store that I will not spend a ridiculous amount of time and money in here browsing and picking up every delicious goodie I see.

With blinkers around my eyes, I power walk around the store, picking up the three items I came in for.

Peanut Butter - Chunky! It's the only way to have peanut butter if you ask me.

Apples - Pink Ladies, my personal favourite.

Gummy Bears.

I nearly make it all of the way up to the checkout without picking anything else up but just as I start unloading my items onto the conveyer belt I spot Ginger Ale and White Chocolate. Unable to resist temptation I quickly grab two bottles of Ginger Ale and four bars of chocolate. Two for me and two for Bryan.

'How are you doing today, sugar' the cashier asks me as she scans my items. Her emerald green eyes shimmered with warmth.

'I'm good, thank you. How's your shift been?'

'Slow' she laughs before telling me my balance. I hand over my gold card just as my phone starts ringing.

I'm not sure what look I give the girl when I pull out my phone but she seems to find it funny, chuckling as she turns her attention away and processes my payment and puts my items into a bag for me.