Realistic or Modern Organized Crime

[No More Pretending]

She giggled and nodded. "Yes I would."

A long while later, Lynn laid, all snuggled up to her beaux. "This one squeaked too."

 

[Zemfro]

He laughed, his scared arm wrapped around her, "Well, looks like we'll have to go try out some more beds then." He says leaning over to kiss her head, "Now I don't want to move anymore, darling. I just want to stay here with you." He sighs happily.

 

[No More Pretending]

She giggled. "I feel the same..." she closed her eyes.

 

[Zemfro]

He smiled, "Tell me Lynn...where else would you like to live? Over in Cali? Flroida? Where would you like to raise a family?"

 

[No More Pretending]

"California," she said dreamily.

 

[Zemfro]

"How many kids, my love?" He says as he brings up her hand to kiss it.

 

[No More Pretending]

"I want a big family. At least two or three." She kissed his cheek.

 

[Zemfro]

He nods, "What are their names?" He says as he turns over on his side to look at her.

 

[No More Pretending]

"I like Henry and Ella." She said, grinning.

 

[Zemfro]

He smiled, "Beautiful names, hun." He said softly, his eyes locking with hers, "Is there anything else you like to do today?"

 

[No More Pretending]

"Just spend time with you, my dear."

 

[Zemfro]

He smiled, "Alright well...its noon. I have some food here. I can make us some sandwiches if you'd like." He says as he sits up and stretches. "Not that I don't love to lay here with you, it's just that I'd rather not see you starve." He chuckled.

 

[No More Pretending]

"Sandwiches sound delightful." She kissed his cheek. "I'm going to go look at the other furniture."

 

[Zemfro]

"Go ahead darling." He nods and tugs on his pants and heads to the kitchen. His bedroom looked rather normal but from what he said earlier this might be the most armed room.

 

[No More Pretending]

She grabbed a shirt of his from the wardrobe and pulled it on, grinning as she buttoned it up. She walked into the kitchen. "What kind of sandwiches?"

 

[Zemfro]

He looked back to see her and smiled, "You look better with that on the floor, you know." he jokes and turns back around to the stove, "Cooked ham with lettuce cheese and tomatoes. Want anything else?"

 

[No More Pretending]

"Mmmm sounds perfect."

 

[Zemfro]

"It'll be done in a second, hun. If you want I have some whiskey underneath the sink if you'd like to drink it." He nods to the sink.

 

[No More Pretending]

She laughed and raised her arms up in a cheer. "Yay! Booooooooze~!"

 

[Zemfro]

He laughed, "I never realized how much you liked that stuff, hun. Just remember, drink responsibly." He says as he finishes one sandwich and sets it on the counter for her.

 

[No More Pretending]

"When have I not?" She asked after pouring herself some in a small glass.

 

[Zemfro]

"True." He nods, "What would you say is your favorite, hun? I'm assuming you drink things that weren't made from a man's tub?"

 

[No More Pretending]

"Straight scotch, maybe vodka on when I really want a buzz." She smiled.

 

[Zemfro]

"Ah. The good stuff." He laughs.

 

[No More Pretending]

She nodded happily.