I'm so happy that everyone is enjoying my fic. Since you were oh so kind with your reviews and I know how killing suspense can be, I'll put the next chapter up now. This week will be a lucky one for all of you who are addicted to my story. I'm on spring break and have sooooo much time to spend on my fic. Lucky you...
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Chapter 5
Sydney didn’t know what to say. Was she really at Vaughn’s house? Oh my gosh! This is definitely a first.
“You lied to me,” Syd said with a mysterious grin on her face.
A confused Vaughn replied (with wrinkles on his forehead), “What do you mean?”
“You said the surprise wasn’t going to be that big or that wonderful. You’d lied…. It’s perfect.” With that Sydney kissed Vaughn on his lips, then hugged him around his neck, allowing him to breathe in her sweet scent he loved all too much. Sydney and Vaughn got out of the car and Vaughn reached into the back seat for one of the boxes.
“So, what’s exactly in the boxes? I’m a spy… I hate secrets,” said Sydney, hoping Vaughn would finally clue her in.
“That’s still a need-to-know thing. You’ll find out as soon as we get in the house.” Vaughn grabbed his key from his pocket while strategically balancing the box in his other arm. He opened the door and let Sydney go in. As they walked in he set the box down on the floor near his kitchen counter.
“Vaughn, what is this? Are you kidding me?” Sydney did not know what to think of Vaughn’s place. It seemed so…familiar.
“What do you mean?” Vaughn said with a silly grin on his face, knowing exactly what Sydney meant.
“Your place is the spitting image of mine,” she said.
“I know. There are a few differences. I have one less bedroom and a bigger bathroom. Oh, and my kitchen has an island, whereas yours doesn’t,” replied Vaughn. He reached over and grabbed the box, placing it on the kitchen table.
“Syd, come here,” he said as sweetly as possible, grabbing her waist as she stood next to him. “Open it.”
Sydney opened the box and found …clothes? “I don’t understand,” she said. “These are all of my clothes.”
“I know. That’s the point. I feel so comfortable at your place because it reminds me of my own. After we’d met, I found out where you lived. The CIA has records for everything. Your apartment is one of many in your complex. I set up a visit with the owner to view one of the other places, one floor above yours. I asked the owner which apartment was the biggest. He told me that they were all identical. So then I’d found out what your place looked like.”
“I’m still really confused.”
“After I broke up with Alice, I decided to move somewhere else, you know, to start over. I found a few places around here, but then I knew this was the place when I looked inside. It reminded me of the apartment I’d seen above yours. I knew it was more than coincidence, so I moved in here.”
Sydney didn’t know what to say. “You live here because it reminds you of me?” she asked.
“Yes. You know I’ve…had feelings for you for a long time. This place just kept me close to you when I couldn’t actually have you.”
“So what are you doing with all of my clothes?” Syd said, still overwhelmed with Vaughn’s news.
“I asked you today if I could move the rest of my clothes into your drawers. You said yes. But, I wanted the rest of the surprise to be…well…I want you to move your clothes in here. I want us to live at my place once we’re married.”
Sydney was speechless. All she could do was hug her husband-to-be and give him a nice, warm kiss. She was so excited, as was he.
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Hope you liked the latest addition. I know it's short but the wait will be worth it. Please R/R. I'll have Chapter 6 up soon!