(Two years later)
LivI slipped on my heels and walked towards the mirror to take another look over. I ran my hands through my curls hoping to loosen them a bit, and grabbed the straps of my dress setting my boobs in place. Please, you know how it goes right?
After three kids the girls enlarged a bit.
I straightened out the beautiful blue fabric and leaned in closer to inspect my mascara and other makeup. I've never been a pro with makeup so if I don't come out looking like a circus clown its a good day.
Cat walked in not noticing me yet as she went straight to the window to grab her easel. She always paints in our room and not her corner, something about the vibes, and the lighting? I never question her though, he work always comes out as a masterpiece.
Although.. she might be painting at her friends today.
"Whoa." I heard and turned around to see her looking at my appearance with her mouth open slightly. The kids rarely see me dressed up, I don't have time to try with three kids. Soon to be four.
I'm only three weeks along but my baby still counts.
"I like your dress, it's nice." Cat said and I knew exactly how to interpret that. As everyone knows cat is simple, and a girl of very few words. She complimented me the best she could. She's a special girl, but a lovey one.
"Thank you, could you help me put this on please?" I asked swaying my necklace around in front of me. The necklace was just a silver chain with a tiny lady bug dangling in the middle.
I'll give you one guess who got it for me.
And if you get it wrong, shame shame.
"What time ya leave?" She asked stepping back as I admired how the necklace matched perfectly.
"We should have left thirty minutes ago, but you know your mother." His deep voice sent chills down my spine and a small smile made its way to my lips. I looked towards the door seeing him standing there looking dashingly handsome in a suit topped off with a sexy bow tie.
I wanna have that guys kids.
"That's my cue." Cat muttered scurrying out of our bedroom, dragging the easel behind her.
Ethan walked towards me keeping a straight face not once looking at anything else besides my eyes. He got so close if he leaned in his lips would touch my forehead. He leaned his head down to look in my eyes and at the same time held my waist in his hands. I wrapped my arms around his broad shoulders then his neck, playing with his styled hair.
He ran his hands up and down my sides while biting his lip. I stared at his lip not wanting anything more then for him to kiss me. He ran his hands over my back and sighed while sliding his hands over my ass.
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Greaser ☾Ethan Dolan
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