derevkointraining
Cadet
i'm feeling a false sense of security. if you really are going to kill her, i hope that chapter falls on a weekend so i don't bust out crying at work and risk my bosses thinking i'm a lunatic...
HA HA HA :lol:“Michael, you look like a slob. Do you even own an iron?” she asked in a disapproving tone. She then walked over to me and tried to flatten my very wrinkled collar, which was sticking up at an odd angle.
“Yeah, my mama’s is in the closet,” I told her.
“Do you use it?”
“No, why would I?” I asked, confused. Who am I gonna see that would require me to iron my shirts? No one. She rolled her eyes at me in a disapproving manner before grabbing her purse and heading out to my car.
STOP thinking about it and just get into the bed... She's sick nothing is going to happen... At least for tonight!!!“Mmm Michael,” she mumbled and began to slide further down into the bed to a laying down position.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you,” I whispered.
“’sokay.”
“You feeling better?”
“Kinda, here come ‘ere, stay with me,” she mumbled and gestured towards the free spot on the bed beside her. I hesitated, not sure what to do. On one hand, I wanted to spend the night beside Sydney, but on the other, that was a rather large step in our relationship, wasn’t it? She hadn’t even been back here for a week yet and already we were sharing a bed? Sure, it wasn’t as drastic as some things, but the gentlemen in me was hesitant.
Nevermind the decision was made for you... ^_^“Michael,” Sydney mumbled again. That time, I obeyed.
well the last chap of this fic (which probvably will make you cry if you're suseptible to crying) will be a week from today - next thursday. oops.i'm feeling a false sense of security. if you really are going to kill her, i hope that chapter falls on a weekend so i don't bust out crying at work and risk my bosses thinking i'm a lunatic...
well the last chap of this fic (which probvably will make you cry if you're suseptible to crying) will be a week from today - next thursday. oops.