Under pressure

39: She walked in on u-

The next day

Betty's POV

We get outside the car. Dad opens the door and we get in. A golden retriever puppy runs to me and starts licking my toes, 'cause I refused to wear shoes coming home from the hospital.

I chuckle and look at dad. He smiles. I hug him so tightly as I can with my normal one hand. And then sit on the floor. The puppy climbes onto my lap and starts jumping to reach my face.

"Hey," I say with a puppy voice and kiss it's wet black nose. It's a girl.

"Does she have a name?" I ask dad.

He smirks, "No, she's your puppy. Your mom never got you one, but I heard how much you whines for that."

I chuckle and he ruffles my hair. "Pick a name." He goes into the kitchen to warm up a pizza.

I look at the puppy. She's so cute. I love petting her. "How old is she?" I shout.

"2 months!" he shouts back. I smile. As small as possible.

"Can she sleep in my room?" I ask.

"If she doesn't pee to your bed and Jug's okay with it," I hear him smirking. I smile even bigger.

What could be her name? Sometjing cute. I like fluffy. Or blacky or something. Something with sea. I look outside. Storm.

"Her name's Stormy!" I yell.

"I like it!" he yells back too loud, mocking me.

I chuckle and pick Stormy up onto my arm in cast and take her into the living room on the couch.

"No couch," dad says, seeing it.

I roll my eyes and sit down with her. "No couch," I say to her quietly as she starts licking my face. She's adorable.

April 5

"Morning," I sigh as I see Jug opening his eyes.

"Wow. YOU are up before me? What's wrong?" he smirks.

I roll my eyes, "Keep sleeping," I pout.

He chuckles and makes me look up at him. "What's wrong?"

"I wanna go surfing," I sigh.

He sits up, making me sit up as well. He takes Stormy from our feet and rises her up in front of my face. "What's wrong with playing with her?"

She starts licking me, making me smile. Jug chuckles and places her onto his lap and kisses my nose. "See? Not too bad, huh?"

I sigh and push him back down, making him chuckle. I lie down too, head on his lap. Even Stormy keeps sleeping. We have a free day today. It's Saturday.

"I miss the ocean."

"I know," he says and wrsps his arms around me. "What about a movie night?"

"It's only s night," I say, but smile a little.

He smiles, "Well then, what if we make it a cuddle day?"

I smirk, "You're an idiot, you're using my broken arm for an excuse to kiss me every second."

"I don't have to kiss you," he says with a baby voice and pulls me on top of him, "Just hold you close to me. Every second of the day." He kisses my nose.

"You just kissed me," I announce.

He rolls his eyes, "Should I stop?"

"No," I say and close my eyes with a smile. He starts kissing me all over it, making me happier again.