Brodie went and laid on the couch not being able to fall asleep with the news that he had heard. After a while he got up and went up stairs to his room to check on Shabella. Thinking to himself and watching her sleep from the door way he couldn't figure out way someone would shoot her. Now that she was his, he would be able to protect her from anything bad to ever happen again. Brodie went back to the living room and feel asleep on the couch.
I was waking up and I didn't recognize where I was. This was a big room, I was in a big bed I don't ever remember falling asleep last night. I walked to a door and it was to a bathroom and there was no one in there and I had to go. I washed my hands and went down a hallway passing three other bedrooms, then I found the stairs and I went down them and entered the living room, this house was beautiful. Then I heard a dog growling and I paused from going any further than I was. Then I heard Brodie tell the dog "No." he was still growling at me.
Brodie woke up and sat up on the couch his hair was a mess and he was shirtless "Brodie" I whispered and he looked over at me my hair was also a mess and my make up was bit of a mess as well. " Good morning Beautiful" I smiled "good morning" am I safe to move or is your dog going to eat me. He laughed at my words "no your okay, he's just protective" I walked over to Brodie and sat on the chair that was next to the couch.
"is this your house?" I asked him. "yes it is" he smiled and got up and started walking to the kitchen. So I got up and followed him. "it's beautiful place, but why do you have three extra rooms?" I sat at the kitchen bar. Brodie was getting to glasses of orange juice and put one in front of me. " well because I want to have kids one day and I don't want to have to more." he smiled and so did I. Brodie was 30 years old and I was only 22. Is it wrong or would it be weird to have kids with him with such a gap between our age. I thought to myself.
"You want kids one day" I looked over at him leaning over the counter looking at me. "yeah eventually I would like to, definitely not getting any younger" I smiled and looked away his dog was now laying at my feet. " I'm assuming you want three kids?" I asked blushing. " no I want six" he laughed " I'm just kidding yes three that all I think I could handle" we both laughed. " so why did I wake up in your bed?" because we got in late last night and I'm sure your house key was in your purse but I wasn't going to search thru it so I brought you hear was that okay?" "yeah I wasn't expecting it but thank you". He came around the counter to my side and kissed me.
we both parted our lips and we got a bit deeper with our kiss. Our eyes were closed and then we pulled away. I smiled "mmm" he said " I am going to have to get use to those" he smiled and grabbed my hand and we walked over to the couch and we both sat down next to each other. "Shabella I work today but I don't have to be in till 8 am but I have something to say and I need you to hear me out on this" I looked at him concerned. "Last night when we got in I put you to bed and I came down here I usually watch the news before bed to see what's going on"
"okay?" I said concerned " now that we are together and I hope for a very long time. Shabella they found who shot you last night the same guy that killed another person that same night"
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An Italian Old Fashion Love
DragosteThis story is about a young adult name Shabella Rose. Shabella Rose is an art student at Jupiter Arts in Port Wells, Maine. She has become great friends with an old Italian man name Mr. Astori who owns the Astori's Bakery down the road. Shabella use...