The next morning I woke up to Mike jumping on the matress that played on the floor, yelling for me to get up. Currently we were in Ashelys Furniture in search for a couch, recliner, dining room table, and a new bed frame. "Babe! Come check out this bed frame!" Mike called out from halfway across the store. "Seriously Mike, don't yell in the store, we'll get kicked out," I said when I got closer to him. "Well I'm sorry mother, but look at the bed frames with me, I don't know what to get." I rolled my eyes at him and turned to my left to look at the beds, "ma'am? Is he with you?" I heard someone ask from beside me. "Is who wi-" I stopped short of my question when I saw Mike jumping across the beds that were lined up, trying to stifle my giggles I apologized to the store manager and ran after Mike. "Mike come on! Get down from there!" "What? No way! This is fun! Come on Michelle get up here!" He held his hands out for me to take. I hesitated a bit before I grabbed onto his hands and jumped onto the bed next to him. "Last one to the end has to pay for dinner tonight, ready set-" "Mike no, I have to help Anne get ready for her date with Vic tonight, remember?" "We can go after you're done helping her, now come on. 3-2-1- go!" He yelled jumping from bed to bed. I groaned and ran after only to be stopped seconds later by a hand grabbing me and forcing me to stop. "Thats it! You two get out! NOW!" The manager yelled pushing me towards the exit and pulling Mike down and forcing him out. "Mike what the hell!" I yelled through my laughter. "I can't believe we got kicked out! They had shit furniture anyways," he said walking to his car, laughing. "I only wanted to race you to see your boobs bounce anyways," he winked at me and got in the car. I stood outside with my mouth open slightly in shock, I got in the car and stared at him in disbelief. "What?" He asked through chuckles. "Youre a pervert, you know that?" "Yeah I know, I've been told before. Where are we supposed to get furniture now?" "I don't know, what about Underground Furniture?" "Alright, just try not to get us kicked out of this one, Michelle. God sometimes you're such a child," he started the car and shot me a smile. "Asshole," I said under my breath. "What was that? Can you repeat that for me real quick?" He asked moving his hand closer to my stomach. "Mike.. don't," I warned. "Dont what? Michelle I don't understand." He signaled the car over and pulled the car to the side of the road, without warning he launched his hands at my side making me squirm around in my seat. "M-Mike! S-st-stop!" I squeaked out. He pulled his hands away and placed them on the sides of my face, he looked into my eyes as he pulled my face closer to his. The look in his eyes was full of passion and love. He kissed me with so much emotion, I could tell where he was going with this. "Mike, we can't do this here. People can see us," I said trying to pull away but he grabbed my lip with his teeth. "The windows are tinted, they can't see jack shit," he growled, pulling my lips against his. I knew I couldnt get out of this one so I just went with it. Mike reclined his seat and reached over, grabbing me by my hips and putting me in his lap so I was straddling him. I could feel the growing bulge in his pants on my backside. He let out a low growl when I tugged on his lip. "Holy shit Michelle! That was amazing," Mike said once we were finished. I collapsed onto his chest, trying to catch my breath. He laughed at my lack of words, and tried pulling his pants up to their original spot. I crawled back over to my seat and put back on my underwear and pants. "Ready?" Mike asked. "Yes sir." He pulled back out into the highway, placing his hand on my knee giving me a smile. "Mike do you really want kids?" I blurted out, slapping my hand over my mouth at my sudden outburst. "What? Of course I do, what kind of question is that?" "I was just wondering." "I want to be married first, of course. Then eventually have kids," he said looking over at me. I nodded my head, hoping to put an end to that conversation. And thankfully it was. Fifteen minutes later we pulled up in front of another furniture store. "Michelle what am I supposed to wear?" Anne whined as she sat in front of her open closet. "Anne you're going to look stunning in everything you wear! Just wear that red dress," I said pointing to the dress that sat on the floor next to her. The dress wasnt too short and wasn't too long. "How much longer do I have to get ready?" She asked glancing around the room for the non existent clock. "Uhh like ten minutes." "SHIT! Michelle!" "Relax! Your hair and make up is done. Just put on the dress and your shoes and your ready to go." She nodded her head and walked to the bathroom. "Is everyone decent?" Mike asked from outside the door. "Yes." He walked through the door and locked his eyes with mine, he let a small smile invade his face making me smile too. He sat down beside me, on our new bed. He had to get back up seconds later to open the front door for Vic. "How do I look?" Anne asked walking out of the bathroom. "You look gorgeous now come on, Vic's downstairs." When she walked down the stairs, Vics jaw dropped at the sight of her. "A-are you ready to go?" Vic managed to spit out. You could make out the faint blush that appeared on Anne's face as she shook her head yes. Vic held out his hand for her to take and they were on their way out the door. "Be home by midnight, be safe children!" Mike called out to them. "Use protection!" l added "I think we did good," Mike said throwing his arm around my shoulders. I nodded in agreement and looked around at our unpacked furniture, "well let's get to work," I said clapping my hands together and walking to the first box.

Notes

This was boring. I'm so sorry! I promise to make the next few chapter full of drama.
Anywho, love before glory followed me on Twitter and I freaked the fuck out. Not to mention it was three in the morning so I cried. Like a lot. Did anyone buy anything from Love Before Glory when the new line dropped a couple days ago? I did! It should be here today so woot!
I started drooling when I was typing this and my arm won't stop bleeding. This is cray.
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