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(Part 39): "Kitchen Games"

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I felt someone in front of me as I stretched my arms out slowly, but quickly took my arms back as soon as I felt someone touch me. I screamed and jumped up; sitting straight up with my back as straight as possible. Lacey's curious eyes opened to meet my face. "What's wrong?" Rosen came running in with his pajama pants on and no shirt.

"She scared me, I didn't know she was in here." I sighed in relief, still breathing heavily in between each word. "Oh, she had a bad dream last night so I let her sleep in our bed." Rosen just notified me. A little late of course, I huffed and got up to get dressed after giving Lacey a hug. I suddenly heard crying coming from downstairs, "Rosen...?" I called out, hoping that it wasn't him.

Though, it couldn't be. It sounded like a small child, a small child's voice I once knew and- "Lissi, come down here, I have a surprise for you." Rosen shouted for me to come downstairs. Lacey had a smile on her face, and she took my hand, "Come on! Come on!" She hurried me. I swallowed hard as I was tugged down the stairs.

"G-Graham!?" I exclaimed, with tears at the corner of my eyes, these were tears of joy. "How!?" I quickly took Graham in my arms, hushing him and rocking him side to side, assuring him that he is back with his mother now. "We went on a mission while you were sleeping during the night." Rosen smirked, wrapping his arms around me from behind.

"Can I see him?" Lacey's little squeaky voice spoke up, getting on her tippy toes; looking at me with her big eyes, batting them. I carefully handed Lacey my baby and got down on her level, "Now make sure you cradle the head, if you don't it'll hurt him." I assured her as a smile tugged at her cheeks.

"What about Sean?" I turned to look at Rosen, with my curiously big eyes. He held me tight in his arms, "We'll visit him later." He whispered into my ear, then kissed my head; squeezing me against his buff chest. "Lacey, your aunt is going to come and pick you up soon along with Graham, why don't you go and pick out something for him to wear?" Rosen gracefully spoke to Lacey.

Her eyes lit up with excitement, "Ok!" She placed Graham gentle down in his little cradle that we had downstairs, and she ran upstairs; falling up the stairs, "I'm ok!" We all laughed as she continued to trample up the stairs. "I'm going to go and make some breakfast." I kissed Rosen's jawline, then turning around to head to the kitchen as I felt a hand hit my butt. I looked back at him seductively.

He gave me a smirk and a wink, following me into the kitchen as I got out the pancake mix. I started mixing the ingredients in the bowl when I felt his arms on my hips from behind, moving my hips side to side against his groan with my small panties on. He kept squeezing my as̈s which made me giggle a little. Not too long after, he started pressing his lips against my neck; adding a little pressure in between each kiss.

A little moan escaped my lips, feeling the heat in between my legs growing anxiously. I bit my lip to prevent Lacey from hearing us. "You're going to have to keep quiet if you want more." He whispered to me as he knew his touch was a weak link to me. His hand wandered into my panties, as I could feel his fingers rub against my clít. "I picked out his outfit!" Lacey ran into the kitchen but Rosen pulled away quickly. "Alright, I'll get him dressed." Rosen smirked at me again then exiting the room.

"Are those pancakes?" Lacey had a smile on her face, growing wider by the smell. I nodded my head, I made hers into little mickey mouse ears, at least I think she knows who that is. I haven't seen a single TV show since I left, I put her pancakes on a plate and gave it to her. She chowed down her food and washed her plate for me. Not too long after Blaire coming to pick her up.

"Glad to have our little Grahamy back in the family." She snuggled Graham close to her and held Lacey's hand tightly. She took both of the kids and headed out the door, Rosen turned to me and gave me a simple kiss on the lips before taking me with him to go upstairs and get ready. I wore a leather jacket, light blue jeans, and my white converse. I didn't really care if my hair looked like crap, who do I need to impress?

He took my hand, "You look beautiful." I smiled at him, then gave him a kiss on the cheek as he took me downstairs to get into the car. I got into the car and looked at the box full of water balloons, "What are these?" I looked at him curiously.

"We're going to play a game. Let's see how many people we can hit with each water balloon, even though we both know I'll win." He winked at me. It sounded mean to do; but who cares I didn't really get the last out of my teenage years. I smirked at him, "Oh, I don't think so." We started going after each water balloon as we sped down the fast lane, hitting people's cars and all we did is laugh.

It was a long car ride, about two hours and soon we pulled up to the old military base. Damn, I don't really miss it. Rosen opened the car door for me as I got out slowly, "What's wrong?" He looked at me with one eyebrow cocked up. "What if Lizzy is here still?" I bit my lip nervously. He grabbed my hand, intertwining my fingers with his, "Who cares? I have you."

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Good day or goodnight my Vintagers! Haven't updated in like three days lawd I feel bad. ANYWAY I WAS TALKING TO HIM AGAIN. But, I know he likes me ^-^ But.... My friends like him too and I don't know ._. Anyway, I hate my gym teacher, because I try in gym and get full points with my main teacher now I have the side teacher for a unit and I hate soccer. I always get kicked in the shin. He's always like yelling at me and stuff, oh well he can like go away. But, I hope you guys are having a good day and or night

XOXOXOXO

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"Though miles may lie between us we are never far apart, for friendship doesn't count miles; it's measured by the heart."

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