Chapter 26

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So we made it to the shelter.... I'm currently sitting in my knees with 7 kittens around me.
"That all look like a Billie Jean!"
"You can only pick one." Toshinori chuckles.
"One litter?" I smile.
"One kitten."
I hold up a small black kitten with a little puff of white on her chest. "This one is a Billie Jean for sure."
"Is that the one you pick?"
"Yes. She is purfect."
"Ok. Let's tell the lady at the desk."
I pick up Billie Jean, and carry her over. "Did you and your wife pick out a kitten?" She asked.
This made Toshinori cough. I can work with this. "We sure did. This little cutie will be our Billie Jean." I smile.
He face palmed.
"Well then, I just have a few papers for you, and you should be all set." She smiles.
"Certainly." I turn to Toshinori. "You ok honey?" I smile.
"Yeah. Let's do this." We filled out the papers. It probably took us an hour. Probably the easiest pet adoption I have even seen. We of course ended up buying a small crate from the shelter so we could bring her home. Once we got in the car Toshinori had a few words. "Why did you let her believe you are my wife."
"Because I wanted too. Now let's go home honey." I smile.
"Next time I'm leaving you home." He chuckles. He starts to drive down the road.
"You love me to much to do that."
"Do I?"
"Yes."
"I don't know, I think I have fallen in love with another."
I know he is joking, but I kinda feel jealous. I didn't think before I acted. I reached my hand over and rested it on his.... yup. Of course he stiffen up, and coughed. I then slowly removed my hand. "You were saying?"
"I can't even remember."
"Good." I noticed he started to drive a little faster. "I'm excited to see your house."
"Me too."
Ok now my face is red. I look out the window. "Do you own your house or rent?"
"Ah I own it." He is definitely distracted right now.
"Good. So if I scream, no one will call the cops."
"Yeah... Wait what?"
"Oh Toshinori, you plan to make me scream."
He coughed, and his face was red. "You sure you want to talk like that in front of Billie Jean."
"I don't think she will repeat me, but when she does, we will be rich."
"Still."
"Just drive." I giggled. He kept both hands on wheel, as he drove down the road. I look over, and saw he was going faster. He really wants to get home. Ok don't distract him. Just look out the window..... "There's an Ice cream shop over there. We should get some."
"Ice cream isn't very healthy..."
"Oh come on. It tastes so good tho."
"Fine. But I'm going to order it, you have to stay in the car."
"I can do that." He pulled the car into the farthest parking spot he could find. Probably so no one sees us together.
"What would you like?"
"Oh, a strawberry ice cream in a waffle cone and rainbow sprinkles."
"Ok. I'll be right back."
I rolled down the window, letting the light breeze hit on my face. A few small meows came from Billie Jean. I take out my phone to see if I have any messages. None. I then hear someone whistle. Of course I look up, and around to see where it came from. I see these three guys coming up to the car. Oh no.
"Well at first I saw the car and was like someone has some money, then I see this sexy babe just chilling in it by herself. Now what man would do that?" One guy said. He had a Mohawk.
"I would never leave my girl alone in the car." Guy number two said. He had a face tattoo of a snake.
"Hey sexy. How about you come hang with us?" The last one said. He was actually normal looking.
"No thank you. I'm happy where I am." I give them a smile. I'm glade I have customer service skills.
"She is only with the dude for his money." Mohawk said.
"I don't know what you are talking about. You never met him. What makes you say he has money."
"His car is probably worth what 80K. Normal people can't afford that." Face tattoo said.
"What do you know about cars?" Should I have looked up his car?!? I didn't even think to do that!
"Well I never said we where normal baby. Want to see what real money can buy?" Normal said.
One dude pulls out a stack of money, and was fanning himself. "No thanks." I check the review mirror, and saw Toshinori on his way back. Two ice creams in hand. I saw him stop for a second, when he saw the men around his car. Is he jealous? I watched him puff up his chest. He took down that robber at my store, what would he do to these men. They haven't noticed him. They were talking about something. Right before he made it to the end of his car. I quickly unbuckle, and jumped out. Pushing past them. Of course now he is confused for why I'm coming at him. I quickly grabbed his shirt and pushed him into the car. He was trying not to drop the ice cream. I press myself against, then pulled down his head. I kissed him. It was heated. I'm surprised he didn't drop an ice cream. I then separated. Turning to the guys. "Oh, you haven't left yet."
I look at Toshinori. The ice cream was melting. "Oh honey, the ice cream." I left up his hand, that held my cone. I licked up the side of the ice cream, then I licked my lips. "How about we go now."
"Yeah." Was all he said. I push past the guys again, and got back in the car. This time with my ice cream.
"Thanks for the ice cream." I smile at Toshinori as he backs out. The three guys are just kinda broken standing there. I roll up my window. As we start to go down the road, he finally said something.
"What did they even want?"
"Oh they were telling me your cars was valued at like 80k."
"The nerves of some people."
"Hey I don't care about how much your car is. I'm actually kinda embarrassed that I didn't ask."
"They told you the wrong value. I can't believe they low balled it."
"Low balled it?!" Ummmm what?!
"Yeah. Either way. Enjoy your ice cream."
Um I think I need to learn more about cars... This trench coat is getting hot. I can't wait to take it off. I quickly finish my ice cream. He turns down a quite road. Only a few houses, and well spaced out between them. Ok did we enter a new world of something? Because I'm not in Kansas anymore. I'm going to need some ruby red slippers to get home. He finally turned into a drive way of a two story house. It was simple on the outside, but still. The garage door opened and he pulled in.
"Please tell me this is what teachers salary looks like."
He chuckles. "Is that what you want to hear?"
"Umm yes."
"Then yes, it's from my teacher salary." He turned off the car and came around the other side. He opened my door. I slowly stepped out.
"What does the inside look like?"
"Well let's go and see." He grabbed Billie Jeans cage. I slowly followed behind him. He opened the door that was inside the garage. There was his kitchen. He had an island, and everything was so nice. I look around, and saw it was an open floor plan. His living room was so big. "Ok, so the Kitchen is here, that the living. Oh this door is the guest room, and that one is for the downstairs bathroom."
"This is like bigger then my house."
He set down the cage, and opened the door. "Over there is the stairs. The only important things up there is my bedroom and bathroom."
"So what's unimportant?"
"Just a storage room. No need to ever go in there."
"You live here, and you bought soba for lunch for over two weeks."
"I also get free lunches at work."
"Is there an echo, if I scream?"
"No. Most of the wall have sound proofing."
"Is that because you have a sex's dungeon in the basement?"
"I have my washer and dry down there."
"Ok. Is there a place to put my coat?"
"Yeah. A coat rake right over there."
I walk over to the rake. Making sure I'm not facing him. I take off my coat. I hope he likes my dress.

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I turn toward him. "So now what?"
He coughed. He likes it.
"Um, you seemed very dressed up."
"Well I was unsure what we would be doing. It's still early, we could still go to a late dinner or something."
"Do I have to share?"
My face starts to burn. "Well no."
"How about we watch a movie, and hang with Billie Jean." He suggests.
"That works with me."

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