One Time Thing

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"Be back in a bit.....okay" Mike says, holding Ryan on his hip and his keys in his other hand.

"Okay" I reply, turning around to kiss him goodbye.

"And goodbye to you too" I whisper, kissing Ryan's cheek. She just looked at me, and he smiles as he walked towards the door, trying to open it. I laughed because his hands were full, and picked up Jimmy, letting Alana walk outside to the car. I helped get them both in, and waved goodbye before going back inside and waiting. I was kinda bummed out, I mean of course it was only morning, but he didn't say anything about the anniversary, so I kept my mouth shut, and waited for him to return.

****Mike returns****

The door came open, and Mike walked in with a smirk, one hand behind his back.

"What?" I asked as he kept eyeing me, and he walks over smiling.

"Got you something....well, two things" He says, and I sat up, chuckling. He put the other hand behind his back, and pulled one out, holding a bouquet of red and pink roses. I instantly smiled, and almost felt like I was gonna cry ...Mike's never gotten me roses. I giggled, and took them from him, standing up.

"Thank you" I say, embracing him in a hug I had to stand on my toes for.

"Happy anniversary" He mumbles into my shoulder, and I pull away, kissing his cheek. He rolled his eyes, and laughed.

"You have terrible aim, I think you need to practice" He chuckles, and I get confused, cocking an eyebrow.

"Y'know" He chuckles, and kisses my lips. Oh, I got it now, I guess I'm a bit slow.

"And I got you another thing, take it in the room and do it though" He says, and hands me a pink Victoria's secret bag.

"Oh god" I sigh, and roll my eyes at him playfully. He raised his eyebrows, giving me a smirk, and I sighed, trying my best not to blush, and went to our room. I closed the door, and set the bag on the bed nervously, opening it. A red push a bra with black lace was the first to be pulled out, and even though he wasn't exactly in the room, I was blushing like he was. I've never worn anything like this, and I was a little nervous for him to see me in it to be honest. The underwear matched, and I stripped, putting both of them on. I looked at myself in the mirror, felling so grown up, but in reality I wasn't even old enough to drink legally. I sighed at still feeling childish, and put my clothes back over top of it before walking back out, him right on the other side of the door.

"Did ya like it?" He asks, being a creeper and doing what creepers do by wiggling his eyebrows up and down.

"Yeah, I liked it" I laugh, and he smiled.

"Are you matching too?" I ask, and he chuckles.

"Wanna find out?" I felt my cheeks get red, never would I grow out of being bashful about his sex talk, and I didn't really want to.

"Shouldn't we eat first? I haven't even had breakfast" I laugh, and he blows it off, picking me up while I laugh.

"Eating before sex isn't healthy" He chuckles, starting to kiss down my neck as he laid me down.

"Is that what you think I'm gonna do?" I ask, and he stops, looking me in the eyes. He looked sad, he knew I couldn't say no to his sad puppy look.

"Mike....I wanna eat something first" I whine, still laughing.

"You can eat later" He groans, and puts his hands on my shoulders, lifting his body so he's looking down at me.

"I have to see if you look sexy in what I got you" He says with a wink, and I sat up with him.

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