Realistic or Modern Organized Crime

[Zemfro]

As they went to go out to his house, the neighbors wife was out taking care of the flower bed. When Lynn stepped out of the house she stopped and gave the dirtiest look at her, trying to take down every feature of her.

 

[No More Pretending]

She paused. "What's wrong, Velma?"

 

[Zemfro]

She huffed, "Didn't expect you two to still be together. You know they don't bring anything but bad news." she said as she looked over to Alex.

 

[No More Pretending]

She pursed her lips a bit. "You'd really liked him if you spoke to him, Velma. He's a wonderful man. He's saved me more times than I can say. In fact, he's moving in with me." She turned and sauntered over to the car proudly.

 

[Zemfro]

Her mouth feel agape as she and Alex locked eyes. He grinned and nodded to her, "We'll be back with some more furniture from my house. See you soon, neighbor." He chuckled and got into the car to drive away. As they drove away he laughed, "I love you so much, you know that?"

 

[No More Pretending]

She grinned, laughing along with him. "Imagine how insane she'll be if we ever start a family together."

 

[Zemfro]

His eyes widened and looked over to her, "A family? Y-you want one?" he says as he keeps glancing back and forth between the road and her.

 

[No More Pretending]

"Well of course!"

 

[Zemfro]

He smiled from ear to ear, "You don't stop getting better and better do you." he laughs, "Now I gotta work even harder for us." he says as he reaches to hold her hand.

 

[No More Pretending]

She grinned, laying her head on his shoulder. "God I love you."

 

[Zemfro]

He chuckled and leaned to kiss her head, "I love you more, sweety." As they arrive at his home, he opens the door for her, "Alright. This is your shopping spree, except everything is free and everything else is sold and we make money off of it." he says as he looks around. "Just uh...don't wave the bean-shooters in the air will ya?"

 

[No More Pretending]

"I'll resist the urge to." She said, rolling her eyes playfully.

 

[Zemfro]

He gave her rear a pat and walked over to a wall and leaned on the side, "Go ahead. Pick what you want, hun." he says as he looks around.

 

[No More Pretending]

"I like your table, and the loveseat.

 

[Zemfro]

"Alrighty." he nods and looks around, "Anything else?" he nods as he takes mental note.

 

[No More Pretending]

"Well, how good is your bed?"

 

[Zemfro]

He nods, "Bought it a year ago? If I remember correctly?" he chuckled, "You're bed was fine though but sure you can have it." he nods.

 

[No More Pretending]

She laughed. "Mine is awfully squeaky, darling."

 

[Zemfro]

He grinned, "But thats the sound I love so much. Especially with you." He winks and blows a kiss at her, "Alright sure. Its yours. Need some knives? I got plenty most recently sharpened by yours truly."

 

[No More Pretending]

She blushed and smiled. "More knives would be great."

 

[Zemfro]

He grins and walks up slowly to her, "Is there anything else you'd like? Whatever you want in here its yours."'

 

[No More Pretending]

She looked over at him. "You," she said with a smile.

 

[Zemfro]

He walked up to her and gave her a loving kiss, "Shall we carry this to the bedroom? Or would you wish to continue picking out furniture?" He chuckled, giving her small pecks on her lips every so often.

 

[No More Pretending]

She blushed. "Well, we should see if your bed is as creaky as mine..."

 

[Zemfro]

"Would you like to see?" He chuckled. He says wrapping his arms around her.