Married to You (Daniel Seavey)

Back In LA

I walk into my house and am greeted by Gracie and Goldie. I drop my bags by the door and head to the stairs to find rose petals on the stairs. I follow them to my bed room and find Daniel waiting for me.

"Daniel?" I question.

"Hey, Allie!" He says.

"What are you doing here?" I question giving him a hug.

"I wanted to make sure my beautiful wife got home safe." He says. "I have a warm bath running, if you want it and a foot rub." He says.

"God yes please." I say.

"Go on." he says nodding to the bathroom. I walk in and find it candle lit. I get undressed and get in the bubble filled bath. Daniel walks in and starts washing my hair.

"God I love you." I say leaning my head back. He chuckles.

"I know." He says.

After we catch up and I get out of the bath I change into something comfy. I lay down on the bed and he rubs my feet.

"When do you have to leave?" I question him.

"The day after tomorrow." He tells me.

"So tomorrow we can tell your parents?" I ask him.

"Yep. I have an idea of how we can do it to." He says.

"Oh? Please, do tell."

"You know the game where someone has headphones on and music is blasting in their ears, then they need to guess what the person is saying?" He asks me.

"Oh! Yeah!"

"Do that, maybe. Then give them the shirts." He suggests.

"Sounds perfect." I tell him. "We need to Face Time Tiffany and Harry." I say changing the subject.

"Oh yeah." Daniel says. "What do you think she will say?"

"Oh god, it's a good thing she's in the U.K. She might kill us." I laugh.

"Yeah, thank you Harry." Daniel says. We both laugh and he switches feet.

"When do you want to call her?" I ask.

"When I'm done with you." He smirks.

"Oh? And when will that me?" I question.

"I'm not sure, but sometime later tonight." He says his hand inching up leg.

"Oh, but that simply won't do." I say sarcastically. 

"Then let's make this quick, shall we?" He says straddling me.

"But not too quick." I comment.

"Of course." He says. His lips crash into mine and the rest of the night becomes a blur.