London lashes

Hillary

                   "I just reached 10,000 steps..." He was panting out of breath probably yelling at me in his head. I just smiled at him, jogging in place, ponytail bouncing. "Your falling behind, I'm at 15,000"  he placed his hands on my shoulders forcing me to stand still, and kissed me... For like 5 seconds, before panting again. I wrapped my arms around him, leaning into him, and he nearly fell over "damn... You really are out of shape" I laughed "I forgot how fast you ran" "you used to run faster" "Hillary, I'm eventually going to run faster again... I promise" "you better..." I kissed him again and he pulled away quickly "I can't breath..." He said in a hushed breathy voice, I pushed one of his curls out of his face, and kissed his cheek.... "I love you" "I love you too... That why we're married" we both laughed and I then jumped right back into the run.
                "Hillary!" I barely heard Monica yelling at me as I ran by with my headphones in. "Hillary!" She finally caught up to me and ripped my headphone out "what the hell are you doing? Training for the Boston marathon?" "No... I might as well" I muttered stretching my legs out "then what are you doing? It's 7 am" "well...." "You had another dream" she said lowering her voice and I nodded as a tear slipped down my face, she hugged me and took me inside her house.
               "It's those stupid curls!" I cried "they'd flop in his face, and I'd drive me insane, he'd leave them there just laying there, so I'd have to fix it..." I shoved frozen grapes in my mouth "and his eyes... One look and... He was my world... One of my best guy friends" "he hurt you... Hillary... You moved to a different continent... Because of him" "but his smile" "drove you to insanity!" "But..." "Hillary! You're divorced for a reason, now drink your smoothie and shut up" "well maybe divorce wasn't..." "Hillary, the first time I asked about Gavin, you said he wasn't reliable, he was manipulative, lying, smirking jerk" "but it wasn't all bad..." "Your divorced"
"Love me... Just love me" I had sat up, now looking into his eyes "I do love you" "no... I want a real passionate, powerful love" "I can be powerful..." "And passionate" I added raising an eyebrow "at least about you anyway" he leaned forward kissing my forehead "show me" I teased, but as he pulled me on top of him "show you?" He got a devilish grin on his face and rolled on top of me "Gavin..." I giggled as he straddled my waist, kissing my neck, and then my forehead "Hillary... I'm so desperately in love with you" "I would lay in bed all day with you... To just kiss you, to hold you..." "To make love.." He made me giggle biting my ear "you know I hate that phrase" "it makes you wriggle..." He ran his hand up and down the outside of my bare legs.
"Gah!" I slammed the pastry dough down on the counter and hit my head with my hand "I can't stop thinking about him!" I yelled at my poppy plant in the kitchen "God I'm insane... That's the real reason why were divorced" I slammed the rolling pin into the dough.
"Hill darling... Have you finished the sco... Oh" Amanda came walking into the kitchen to find Gavin and I kissing "Gavin your distracting my caterer!" She took a spatula and hit him "Well your distracting my... Fiancé from.." "Fiancé!?" She yelled jaw dropped, and shocked "Gavin!" I hit his chest "what happened to were not telling yet?" I smiled a little, kissing him again "hold on a second... Your engaged... Gavin what the bloody hell... You can't steal my sister like that!" "Little late Amanda... I already have" he smiled kissing me again "what's that smell?" He asked sniffing and I let a little scream out and ran at the oven taking the scones out. "Can they be saved?" "With a glaze they'll be fine"
                             "CHLOE! 25 cupcakes triple chocolate!" I yelled in the kitchen coming in with an order full. "I'm working Hill!" She yelled back quickly putting a swirl on the cupcakes, Marco was placing them in the boxes and then it was slid to me. "There you go Mrs. Littleton, hope you enjoy" I smiled sweetly... People still get weirded out by my accent sometimes...
We had finally got to the slow part of the morning, so I started to go in the back... When I saw a black trench coat walk across the street, it was a woman in Louis Vuttion's, a dark dress, her head carried one of those funny little hates royalty wear, and wore gloves. "Amanda" I said as she walked in "Hill Darling" she smiled taking her gloves off and giving me a hug as I walked around the corner... And then started crying "what on earth is going on?" I asked as she bawled into my shoulder, I rubbed her back confused. "Dads dead" she had lifted her head up just long enough to say that and then her words hit me like a brick wall and I started sobbing also.