Shawn drove into their Downcity neighborhood, pulling to the curb on Union Street to unload Michelle's things from the Jeep and help her take them upstairs to her apartment.
"Do you want me to make dinner later on this evening honey?" Michelle asked as they waited for the elevator to reach her floor.
"Chelle, we've been traveling all day, you don't have to do that. Let's just get a pizza from Sakis."
"That's fine if that's what you want, but I could make something. I'm not that tired."
"How about we fix dinner tomorrow and for tonight let's just get a pizza and chill out."
"OK babe, we can do that. I know you're tired from driving," she said as they walked down the hall and unlocked her door.
After setting her bags in the bedroom, he walked back down the entry hall to leave, pulling her close to kiss her goodbye. "I'll be back with the pizza later. You wanna eat around 6:00?"
"Sure, that sounds good," she replied, giving him a hug.
"Alright honey, I'll see after while.
"Ok Sparky, see ya later."
Michelle knew how she wanted to surprise Shawn with his belated birthday gift, wanting to make the presentation as memorable as the gift, so she quickly unpacked and threw her dirty laundry from vacation in the washing machine and then went to take a shower. She had to be ready for Shawn's return in less than an hour and a half, so she didn't have any time to waste.
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It was a little after 6:00 when Shawn got off the elevator carrying the large pizza box down the hall, then opened the door to Michelle's loft with his key.
"Hey baby, your personal pizza delivery man is here!"
She didn't answer him, so he took the few steps down the entry hall to the living room and what he saw about made him drop the pizza.
"HOLY FUCK!"
"Hey hot stuff," she replied in that seductive breathy voice, giving him the smoldering eyes and sexy grin that always turned him on.
"Holy fuck," he repeated as he stood dumbstruck while still holding the pizza.
"This is your other birthday present I said would be waiting for you once we came home. Why don't you c'mere and take a closer look."
"Holy fuck...Chelle..." he repeated once again, still not able to believe what he was seeing.
Michelle was facing him seated on one of the dining chairs, wearing nothing but a pair of black stilettos while holding a stunning 3-tone sunburst Fender Stratocaster, which strategically covered the front of her naked body and looked like a prop for a centerfold photo shoot. At her feet was a Marshall amp, with one high-heeled foot resting on the top.
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Restoration [Shawn Mendes] AU
ФанфикAs he gently held her face and looked into her eyes, the tears that had threatened to spill during that entire speech, began to slide down her cheeks. She had no idea he felt like this about her all this time. Her heart was so full it nearly explode...