Sunny! [ ON HOLD ]

Sunny in trouble!

Sunny's POV

Soon enough the day had passed and it was time to go home. Everybody had already left as it was close to 8:00. I packed up my bag and shut down my laptop. I pushed my chair back and headed towards the door.

I stepped outside and headed down the the hall and made a quick left to the elevators and pressed the button. I looked down at my watch and sighed. Anderson hasn't called or anything and I'm starting to believe maybe I took things too far? I was pulled out of my thoughts by the ding of the elevator and I slid in and pressed the button. I leaned back against the wall and closed my eyes. I released a tired sigh and began rolling my bottom lip between my teeth. When the doors opened on  Anderson's  floor, I quietly hummed to myself as I weaved through the desks and to his office doors.

I punched in the code and pushed the doors open. There he he was, typing on his computer. The computer light softly accentuated his strong features. His strong jawline, high cheekbones, greenish-brown eyes, long black eyelashes, a slight pout. His fingers moved gracefully across the keys but were frantic as he tried to get his ideas out.

I shut the door behind me softly and his gaze locked onto mine.

"Hey." I said softly with a small smile.

"Hey." His left palm was now under his chin displaying his wedding band. I looked at it and smiled. He wasn't going anywhere.

I made my way towards him and dropped my bag on his sectional along the way. He watched every move I made with eyes that held so much love and honesty that it hit me like a dump truck.

When I reached him I pulled the arm of his chair back and turned it so that he was facing me. I put my legs on either side of him straddling him, sitting right on his crotch. He instinctively, grasped my hips with his larger hands. Mine on the other hand, were draped around his neck with one hand playing the nape of his soft hair.

After a while of peaceful silence I broke it.

"I'm sorry." I whispered.

Anderson chuckled softly before replying. "Me too."

I tightened my arms around his neck and brought my lips down to his and kissed him with every fiber in my being trying to convey how truly sorry I am for my lack of trust in him. I loved him and he loved me and that's all that mattered.

Junior's POV

'I'll let you out your hands on me in my skin tight jeans be your teenage dream tonight.'

I sang to myself quietly on my bed as flipped through a book. A couple of minutes later there a noise at my window. I pulled the lone earphone out of my ear, closed the book and got up. While I slowly mad my way to window another noise came. I pushed the curtains back and pushed the window up and stuck my head out. The soft breezed danced lightly with my wavy hair.

I looked around but couldn't find where the noise was coming from and decided maybe it was just a branch or something. When I was almost done closing the window a voice stopped me. A voice that I had missed so long. A voice that sent bolts of electricity all through my body a voice that belonged to the love of my life, Chris.

"Miss me?" I shouted. I could hear the smile in his voice. I quickly the myself back into the room and out the door. I was down the stairs and out the front door in a matter of seconds. When I saw his tall figure in the glow provided by the streetlight, I threw myself at him. Wrapping my legs around his waist and my arms tightly around his Nick.

I felt his strong arms around my middle as I kissed him. Our kiss was desperate, hungry almost as our youngest danced with each other in a heated battle for satisfaction.