Love Me Again

Grammy

Marshall opened the door and walked in, a little smile on his face as we made eye contact.

"What's up with you?" I asked.

"The Slim Shady LP-"

I didn't even let him finish, I jumped off the couch and hugged him tightly.

"What'd I tell ya'?" I grinned, and he grinned back.

"You busy tonight?" He asked.

"A litt-"

"To bad, you're coming with me to the Grammy's." He smirked, his dimple showing in his left cheek.

* * * * *

"That was fun wasn't it?" I asked him as we drove home in a limo.

"It was okay." He shrugged.

"You look good."

I smiled,"You don't look to bad yourself."

When we arrived home I changed and went to bed, and Marshall stayed up a bit.

My Marshall won a Grammy, and so many more to come.