"I got in! I got in!"
Aubrielle take the stairs two at time as she went to show Azrael her letter. She found him in the living room and pounce on him.
"I see you got your letter."
"I got in."
"I told you you would. You're smart. You're a nerd."
"A hot nerd. So we're moving to Haven, Connecticut. You get a house and I'll pack our stuff."
"Slow down sweetheart. Let the news sink in." She lay down on his lap. "Did I tell you I'm proud of you?"
"Not yet."
"I'm proud of you. I'm also proud to call you my wife."
"You make me want to cry." He lean down and kiss her. "Now I'm going to cry."
"Big baby."
"I love you."
"I love you more."
She sit up with a smile.
"I'm going to pack and you get me a big house. One we can raise kids in." She kiss him again before running from the room. Azrael chuckle and pick up his laptop. Aubrielle is always so demanding. But he wouldn't change anything about his life.
When he decide to come back he bring his life with him. He hid most of his dealings from Aubrielle. Its for her own protection. He won't put her in harms way.
If she want a big house he'll get her the biggest one he can find.
Aubrielle throw everything in the suitcases. Yes she actually fold them.
She's bringing all her shoes because they are worth a fortune and her entire jewlery box. It's huge. She'll probably just pack up every bloody thing. The hardest thing about moving homes is the debate. What you want to being from what should stay.
Azrael is in for the ride of his life. Not that he can run from her.
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Azrael
FantasyIn the middle of a thunder storm Aubrielle woke to an intruder. An intruder who is over 6ft tall and naked as the day he was born, with no memory of how he got to where he is.