Doing The Unthinkble

OKAY GUYS THIS IS MY FIRST STORY ON WATTPAD. IKR IM LATE LOL.

BUT JUST STICK WITH ME THIS WILL BE A GREAT BOOK.

IF ITS ANYTHING LIKE THE DREAM I HAD THAT I HAVE TO SHARE

SO IF YOU STAY WITH ME THROUGH MY TYPING FLAWS (I will try to correct as much as I can)

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AND THIS WILL BE A VERY AWESOME AND SMOOTH RIDE

WITHOUT FURTHER OR DO I GIVE TO YOU

(Drumroll.....I'm such a lame lol)

DOING THE UNTHINKABLE

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This is kinda present day there will be a flashback to the teen days lol I just have to do it how I see it

Chapter 1 - We Are Family

I pulled up to the driveway of my 5 bedroom 3 bathroom house in my Audi a4 right next to my husbands red 2013 Comaro thinking to myself "that man is such a show off". I grabbed my gym bag and my water bottle then stepped out the car. As I closed the door I breathed in the smell of that beautiful country air. Georgia home to the southern bells, and amazing peaches. I've been a Georgia girl all my life, although I was raised in New York, the country girl never left me. I made my way to the mail box and grabbed the mail, looked over the first bill and rolled my eyes. I tucked the mail under my arms then proceeded to the house.

Due to the fact that it was almost 8:00 at night I was hoping that Jarviss had already fed and bathed the kids, if not this was going to be a long night. I walked into the house and yelled "I'm home". I heard shuffling upstairs and my girls saying "Mommy is home down lay down" I laughed at them shuffling then proceeded into the kitchen. I placed my bags in the floor and layed the mail on the granite counter tops. I waltz over to the kitchen to fix myself a glass of milk and eat some left overs, seeing that my husband bought pizza, I saw the box in the garbage.

After heating up my food stood over the mail that was thrown over then counter tops and began reading. Then I felt a pair of big warm muscular arms wrapped around me. I couldn't help but smile. When this man touches me my body goes in a transe and he knows it.

"Whats this?," he said " letters from your secret admirer."

"Ha, your funny" I shot back

" Look at this 'to Mr. And Mrs. Brown. Tell me how that sounds baby"

I turned so that my body was now facing him.

"That sounds absolutely perfect to me"

We then finished scouring through the mail and talking about each others day. I love this man. I tell myself this everyday. Not to remind myself no! I know for a fact I love him and the things that he does from calling me on my lunch break to check on me to asking me about my day when I get home. This is the man of my dreams I wouldn't trade him for anyone, alright maybe Bruno Mars, but that's all.

"Kids ready for bed?" I asked.

"Yep they're just waiting for you to tuck them in" he replied.

"Really?" I said with a shocked look on my face.

"Damn baby! Have a little faith in your man sometimes, I Got This"

"Sometimes i don't know about you"