Those Blue Eyes

Chap. 57: Missing Him

(Picture of Evan & Chase and Brooke & Oreo Above)
*Brooke's POV*

             Guess what? I was suckered into adopting and took the black, fixed, one year old female pug home
with me. When Evan gets home, he's not going to be happy. He told me he didn't want another addition to the family until we got married and moved into a bigger house—unless I suddenly became pregnant.
             I named my new friend Oreo. Yeah, I thought it was a boyish name but it was either Oreo or Pepper. And Evan loves Oreos so I had to do what I had to do to that would win him over. Chase didn't like her at first, oh no he did not. But he eventually got used to her by the 3rd day and they played tug of war with together in the backyard. Oreo looks so much more happy here. She loves to cuddle me after I eat dinner alone. True bestie.
Speaking of alone, I am miserable without Evan. He calls me a lot at night and tells me about his day and what's going on in the business dealings. I missed Evan so, so much. I told him that too. I failed to not to cry through the phone at how lonely I feel, realizing how attached I am to Evan physically AND emotionally. He kept telling me that he would be home soon and that he would take care of me and I wouldn't have to be so sad anymore. He repeatedly tells me how badly he misses me too and how, if I had come along with him, he wouldn't be as stressed or horny. Yeah, I know. But I still *cough* talked dirty to him over the phone and he started playing with himself to my sexy talk. I was grossed out quite a bit at his somewhat aggressive grunting and girlish whiny begging—100% trying not to laugh or barf the entire time—at him jerking off while I describe how I want him to please me through the phone. It's gross, I know. Sorry, but at least he doesn't have some woman doing it for him. Plus, I need to get on his good side so he can let Oreo stay. Anything for Oreo!
I missed Evan so much that I wrote down everything that I love about him. From his sexy, deep voice to his big heart to his big hands to his plump lips to the way he wobbles around tiredly in the morning when he hasn't had his cup of coffee yet. I named EVERYTHING I could think of that makes me fall in love with him over and over again. And yet I still thought if more. I ached for his big, muscular arms to hold me and those blue eyes to stare down at me the way Evan does. It was hell for me the rest of the week. I could hardly wait to see my Baby again.