surprises

19. New Pjs - Check

Sorting through the racks of clothes, I hunted around for something resembling pyjamas. I am in dire need of something more covered, due to the fact that the boys have already seen enough of me in a bikini, so they don't need me skimping around in my less thank modest pj's.

Nearly tripping over my own feet, I fumbled out the door of Peter Alexander and continued walking along the busy shopping centre. For safety precautions, I think I should stay away from here on Sundays, as I've already walked into an old lady, narrowly missed a baby pram, and knocked over several clothing racks. I can't even get out of my own way.

Spotting a Paul Frank store only 20 metres away, I made a beeline, just missing a little girl who was happy eating her chocolate ice-cream. If I bumped into her and she started crying, it would be on my head and then I'd probably fall into a garbage can, and we can't have that.

My eyes did a quick scan of the store, seeing tops, bottoms, gloves, dog bowls... jackets, pj's.

Bingo.

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Giving the taxi driver a 5 dollar note, I picked up my tiny little bag, containing the new addition to my closet and trekked up their mountainous driveway. From here I could see a vast majority of the paddocks, each of them filled with horses, or cows, or sheep or.... you get the message. I could see the boys helping Mr Miller on the farm, knocking pegs into the ground to set up a new fence.

Opening the front door, I slipped inside, fumbling with the key to get it out of the lock, only to drop my bag in the process. Letting out a loud huff, I bent down to grab it, slinging it over my shoulder and making my way up to my room.

Slipping down the closed door behind me, I let out a relieved sigh, and let the muscles in my body slowly un-tense themselves as my shoulders heaved dramatically.

Shopping isn't for me.

"You done being dramatic or should I come back later" an amused voice questioned, breaking me out of my reveree. I looked up to see which one of the Miller boys disrupted me of my time, but I all I saw was my bed, my mirror, my table.

"Over here, idiot"

I followed the sound to see Carter and Lachie leaning against my balcony window, both looking at me with those sexy ass smirks plastered across their faces. Damn Miller genes.

"Gee, nice much" I mumbled, throwing my shopping bag on the bed and picking my lazy self up of the floor and walking over to meet them.

"Where were you all morning?" Lachie quizzed, cocking his head to the side. I quickly pulled my phone out of my back pocket and checked the time. 1:30 pm oh crap, I didn't think I took that long. There's a chance a may have stopped for lunch two or three times so that might have something to do with it.

"Uhh, I went shopping" I replied, only to have both of them raise their eyebrows, incredulous expressions clearly shown on their faces.

"Wow" carter hummed. "Didn't know you went shopping Fai"

I rolled my eyes, propping my elbows up on the balcony railing, watching as Rider gave up on trying to catch a loose sheep and make his way inside. Lazy bum.

Heck, who am I to talk.

"Well, just so you know, I don't unless its an emergency" I reasoned, watching them nod their heads in understanding, the situation making a lot more sense to them now. I could faintly hear footsteps coming up the stairs outside my room, making me wonder where the 5th Miller boy was. Lachie and Carter are here, Rider just came in, and Liam bombarded me just before I got inside.