I leaned on the wall of my bedroom wearing Butch's stripped pyjama as I watched him spread the sheets.
I had already made the bed after I got up in the morning, but when Butch got back from work, he jumped on it, rolled in the duvet till it wrapped him, then after a while he struggled to get out messing the bedcover up.
He couldn't get out successfully so I had to climb and sit on him, dramatically and slowly pulling it down while putting my whole focus because I knew Butch would definitely be watching me and when someone is focused on something, they look sexy doing it.
"Must you make everything so damn sexy. You're lucky my hands aren't free." He said making me chuckle."yes," I responded in a duh tone.
my hair fell to my face covering my blush, I don't know why but Butch had been able to make me blush so often. His touch sends more sparks to me than ever before, and I love it all."Damn, you're gorgeous."
I still blushed now at his compliment even though it happened about 5hours earlier."Do you find me making the bed that attractive?"
His voice broke me out of the sweet memory. I lifted my head up after I got control over my smile, "don't be so cocky."
The bastard was laying on the bed already, staring at me, I am not sure for how long but he already stripped and tucked himself in.
When I stared at him, mouth half open, he gave me a cocky grin, "aren't you going to lay down?"
I marched towards the bed synchronizing my words with my steps, "you egotistic bastardized idiot, you just stared at me instead of you helping me to lie down."
"I loved watching you smile,"
I was about to playfully punch him expecting him to catch my fist but I froze midair. I began twisting my mouth in different directions to stop myself from smiling. Only if i could control my stupid heart and stop it from beating so fast. And his dimples were totally showing, God his dimples.
Damn why was he so cute.
"Why are you so-"
He immediately rose up and covered my mouth with his hand.
He pointed a warning finger at me, "Don't you dare say it."
I smiled into his hand and nodded. He let go and sighed then collapsed on the comfy heaven we call bed.
"Cute."
His eyes immediately turned dark. Run, my brain instantly told me and run I did.
I began screaming and shouting as I raced down the hall, my hands wrapped around my tummy. I stopped when I realized I was totally drained. Running while being pregnant is really something, I wonder how women who go on jugs while being pregnant do it.
Their body might already be used to exercises, unlike mine because I only go for a jog twice a week.Butch must really be slow because he hadn't caught up to me yet, probably because he probably tripped on his fluffy slippers with a loud thud when he hit the ground, I'm guessing because I actually heard a loud thud.
I stopped running and leaned on a wall trying to catch my breath.
"I know, I know, I am meant to be with you..."
I looked around scared about the voices I was beginning to hear then I realized butch and I were no longer alone.
I pried into the half open door I just realized was there carefully, so as not to alert Gwen.
"I just want her to love me, even though its a little. I have always been mean to her but you know that's how I get when I am shy or intimidated by someone."
I watched Gwen have a conversation on her phone, she seemed sad and lonely, at the same time happy."I love you too. Happy 32yr anniversary."
What the hell. She chose spending time with me over a romantic getaway with her husband. I am not selfish but I would never do that. As I listened closely I could here the response of Butch's dad.
"Its beautiful here, but not as beautiful as my wife."
She blushed into the phone. So this is what love looks like. Its a beautiful picture painted by two artist who see through each others eyes, communicate through one mind and feel with one heart. I did have the urge to try and touch it but I knew what Butch and I have is special and no matter the love people share out there, ours is enough for me.
"I am really missing you here, the walk on the beach isn't as relaxing as in seems like movies, your hand in mine is what I need now."
I smiled watching Gwen face light up, "I wish I were in your arms too, but I want to do this. She makes my son happy and that makes me happy. You should see the way he looks at her. The same way you look at me."
"Gotcha."
I already had my back against the wall wiping a few tears when Butch appeared out of no where and latched onto both my arms with a victorious smile on his face. The expression on his face immediately melted away when he saw the state I was in.
"Butterbabe, are you crying?"
I let out a humorless chuckle, "I guess so."
"What's wrong? Don't tell me its just your allergies because..."
"Butch," I covered his mouth with my hand and placed a finger over my lip, "shh, listen."
"I could have come with you but you know we had that talk this morning and while I was in the car, I just didn't feel right."
"Its okay, you did what you had to do, I just wish for the first time ever you didn't take my advice."
She laughed wholeheartedly, "God I love you."
"I love you too."
Butch immediately grimaced then pretended to throw up.
I slapped his shoulder, "what's wrong with you, that was beautiful."
"Oh yea, you won't think that if that was your mom being all gushy in there." He rebutted with a childish glint to his accent.
"Oh, c'mon." I pulled him by his wrist after a long dramatic eye roll.
"Mom," I knocked a little then went into her room. She was too busy smiling at her phone to reply.
Butch and I both sat at opposite sides of her. She glanced at both of us a little confused, Butch too was but when I really looked at him letting my eyes do the talking, he immediately understood.
"I love you." I said, then wrapped my arms around her Butch did the same, his arms were so long that he was able hold me also.
"Thank you for trying to know me, it means a lot."
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