Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 93284 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 466(@200wpm)___ 373(@250wpm)___ 311(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 93284 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 466(@200wpm)___ 373(@250wpm)___ 311(@300wpm)
He smiled knowingly and said, “They weren’t together when Sam was in the army. He joined after she left.”
“Oh yeah, I guess I should have remembered that, huh?” I said dumbly. “Janie good for you?”
“Yep, she was good. I gave her some juice and some peanut butter crackers, she said she was hungry.” He said.
Wow. He knew how to take care of kids apparently.
“Alright, well I am going to take her home now. Thank you for your help, I sincerely hope that I never have to call you again for that kind of situation.”
“Welcome.”
I strapped Janie into her car seat, and was rounding the truck when Sam called my name.
“Cheyenne.”
I looked up and tilted my head, “Yes?”
“Come ’ere.”
I walked up until I was about a foot in front of him and stopped. He reached for the back of my neck, curled his hand around, and pulled me to him until his lips landed on mine. He gave me a hard, deep kiss and let me go. He disappeared like the ninja he was back into the shop in seconds.
∞
I put Janie to bed over two hours ago, and was just pulling my night shirt over my head while listening to the storm rage outside. I was contemplating what to have for dinner when there was a knock at the door and my heart skipped a beat. I wasn’t expecting anyone, hence the night shirt. Chewy started to bark his deep menacing bark. Walking to the door I looked out the little peephole to see who was there.
Never would I have thought that it would be Sam. I wasn’t sure where we even stood. Needless to say, I took the chain off the door, turned the deadbolt and twisted the door knob, blocking his way with my body.
He managed to squish past me, even though I was trying to block his entrance, or at least I had intended for that to be the case, but he did it quite easily.
He walked to the couch and set down the beer and plastic bag he was carrying. He was wearing faded blue jeans, and a royal blue t-shirt, I’d never seen him in anything but black, so this shirt was a nice surprise. He sat on the couch and leaned over the coffee table rummaging through the plastic bag. He pulled out three to-go boxes of what smelled like BBQ. My mouth started watering, but it was not just for the barbeque.
I stared at him until he finally looked up at me questioningly. He raised his eyebrows at me. Coming out of my stupor, I called a “Hush” to Chewy who was still barking and turned my attention back to him.
“Are you going to stand there all day or are you going to come eat?” he asked.
“Umm, I was actually wondering what you were doing here.”
“Came to see you. Got tired of waiting on you to come to terms. Why else would I be here?” he answered
“Oh, okay.” I said like that made perfect sense to me, even though it didn’t. “I was actually getting ready for bed”, as I made a sweeping gesture with my hand towards my legs that didn’t have any pants covering them.
“Well we can eat, and then go to bed if that is what you want to do. But don’t put pants on on my account. I like looking at your legs.” He grinned and said.
I decided to take this in stride. I actually wanted him here, even though I wasn’t quite sure what our relationship was actually labeled as. There was the one time sex, a bunch of sexual tension, and watching over me that he did. This was the first actual “date” that we had. I took the throw off the back of the couch and wrapped it around myself. Sitting on the floor across the coffee table from him, we ate in silence. I hated silence. It made me hear things that weren’t there, so I leaned over the table and grabbed the remote that was sitting on the couch beside him. I pointed it at the TV and turned it on.
The Wiggles were on at the moment, which were Janie’s favorite, so I took the opportunity to DVR it. Glancing back at him I could see him giving me a questioning look.
I explained, “This is Janie’s favorite show. She could be in her screaming harpy mode, and I turn on the Wiggles, and she turns into that quiet docile girl that everyone thinks she is all the time.”
He laughed.” Got it.”
“Anything specific you want to watch?” I said as I scrolled through the menu.
“Anything but Twilight.”
I sucked in a breath like he just committed the most ungodly sin of all time, and looked at him in horror. “You don’t like Twilight?!” I said my voice raised a couple octaves.
He looked at me like I had grown a set of horns and shook his head. Ok, maybe he wasn’t so perfect after all. Twilight was the shit. I had an Edward pillow cover.
“I’m not so sure about you anymore. Twilight is my all-time favorite movie. It’s a deal breaker for us if you don’t like Twilight.” I said to him.
He let out a sigh and said, “As long as you don’t expect me to enjoy it I’ll watch it with you.”
Heaving a disgusted sigh I started cruising through the channels again, finally stopping on the first Transformers movie. I squealed in delight, because this movie was the Best EVER! I even named my car after my favorite character, Optimus Prime. He just laughed at me when he saw how excited I got.
I finished my pulled pork sandwich, licked my fingers, and then sucked down the rest of my beer. I let out an unladylike burp, and patted my stomach.
“Nice.” He said sounding amused. I just smiled, I wasn’t going to change who I was around him, because there was no way I could hide all of my imperfections. There were just way too many.
“Thanks” I said. “James and I used to have burping contests. That’s what you get for hanging out with your big brother so much. It drives my mom crazy.”