
This morning, Peter and Rachel had breakfast together. Today, Peter doesn't go to work because it's Sunday. Intending to spend time together, Peter even got rejected. It was hard to persuade the woman, oh God when Rachel expressed love to her.
Fortunately, all the needs of empty houses, especially food. Shopping is a waiter's job, but if this opens up Peter's opportunity to spend time with Rachel, why not? surely Peter was willing to go to the drop off with a feeling of pleasure.
"How was your transaction last night?" Rachel asked on the sidelines of her meal. Peter turned his head, looking at that pretty face with bended eyebrows. Wonder. Not usually Rachel asked that, certainly causing a suspicious feeling.
βCurrently, why do you want to make sure of something?" I suspect Rachel. "I'm just asking, why are you even suspicious of me anyway?" sergeant Rachel paused, throwing an annoyed look.
"It's not so, honey. I'm also asking, why are you so sensitive. Are you having a guest?"
"No, I'm not having guests."
"Currently, you unstable boy!" hina Peter in a low voice. However, it could still be heard by Rachel.
"Who is a boy, I'm 26 years old. I even deserve to be the mother you know." said Rachel, throwing a razor-sharp look.
"Really, that means you want to, right?" Peter raised his eyebrows, smiling meaningfully.
"You what?" confused, unable to read Peter's mind. Yeah, considering Rachel's not a psychic.
"Of course, son, didn't you just say you were ready to be a mother. Let's start tonight, oh God I can't bear to wait for those moments." Peter smiled silly, then gently rubbed the back of Rachel's hand and kissed her.
"Kids?" Rachel rounded her eyes, frozen in place with a gloomy look. Intend to spray Peter with spicy words.
"Curtain, I was just kidding. Don't take it seriously," he said, before Rachel managed to gush him with scathing words, raising her hand into the air stopping Rachel's almost-open lips.
"Your hints aren't funny at all." said Rachel. Suddenly his heart skipped a beat looking at a beam of disappointment from those pitch-brown eyes.
"But do you really want a child?" not wanting to think, Rachel decided to ask. Ensuring.
"I don't know, but seeing Damian carrying a child and smearing his son's puffer cheek makes me jealous." Peter said honestly.
Rachel grew increasingly upset, unsatisfied with Peter's change in attitude. Peter was suddenly silent, as if daydreaming about something.
Oh come on, Rachel's still confused by her own feelings. Now added to the child's request.
"Don't be burdened, Re. I'm not gonna force you, just relax. I've always faithfully waited for your answer." grabbed Rachel's tiny hand, calming the anxiety. Occasionally kiss the forehead and lips pink natural.
"I'm sorry, but I still need a little time to answer all your wishes." Rachel sat down, sad because she could not give happiness to Peter even if just a speck.
"I understand and understand your feelings." Peter took Rachel into his warm embrace, then gently rubbed the gentle mane.
"Now, go get ready I'll take you shopping!" peter orders Rachel to leave.
Nodding briefly and answering, "alright, wait for me for a moment!" Rachel got up, ran up the stairs. I can't wait to visit the mall and shop.
"Exit the Mall xxxx!"
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Half an hour's drive, here they are. The biggest mall in Las Vegas. One of the Abbey family's greatest assets and earning places.
Here look some young women with formal dress up nicely and also dozens of sturdy men who wear all-black clothes. Neatest.
"Peter, looks like this mall is closed. Let's just go home!" take Rachel, stop her steps and slowly pull the arm that she hugged.
Laughter sounded light, "they're still open, Re. I just empty it, so you're satisfied shopping and I can enjoy this togetherness without any distractions or noise" said Peter casually. Rachel nodded, then smiled wryly.
Pretty sweet, but isn't this treatment a little excessive. Hey, Rachel wants to go shopping and fight for discounts with the other moms. But, no problem. If Rachel said her heart honestly, Peter would probably be offended later.
"Huh, then let's go in and quickly buy all the necessities of the house." take Rachel, long step through the door. The cold air of AC swept over the surface of his skin. Cool and fresh.
Wanting to run, but Peter's burly hand pressed down to stop his steps. "Walk slowly, I'll accompany you!" reproofing.
Rachel rolled her eyes lazily, but according to. Peter wants to spend time together. Exasperated, Rachel clutched tightly onto the stocky arm and pulled him running towards the top floor. Where food needs are available there.
The officer who saw glaring eyes, did not expect the famous mafia of cruelty and cruelty could be as sweet as that.
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"Shall I buy this or that?" he murmured, while observing the two packaging of meat products at different prices.
"Buy this one!" pointing at meat with the most expensive price, away from two choices Rachel. "if there is a cheap one why should it be expensive?" sibir Rachel, then put in quality meat at an affordable price of about twenty thousand dollars.
With a smile, Rachel returned to the floor to take all the necessary things without allowing the service or bodyguard to help. "Finally it's done too." pleased, rubbing the thin sweat that soaks the forehead.
Behind, a gloomy aura seemed to dominate. Peter stood with his face bent, hoping to enjoy the time together instead of being a time of exercise. How not, Rachel took him to and fro until his body was sweating despite dozens of ACs burning violently.
"Now, just eat. Peter, let's go ma-" Rachel said to a standstill, when she saw Peter looking at her coldly, as if to devour her now.
"Have you? you made me surround a mall this big. Is it still not enough, instead I ask for a fee." stressed Peter, looking at Rachel with an intimidating look and managed to make the woman quiet.
"The name is shopping, of course, you have to circle the mall to pick up items. You're the one who insisted on coming. Why blame me?" hardik Rachel is upset.
"I don't want to know, you have to pay for all my wasted energy later tonight." still insisting, no matter Rachel's refusal. It's clear that tonight he'll come. Assaulting.
"Okeh, it's up to you. Whether you want to or not, you're coming anyway, right?" lazy Rachel.
"Of course, because you're my wife. Your body and soul are my right!" Peter whispered in a seductive hoarse voice. Bite the small ear tip of Rachel, before moving away.
"Yes-yes, now let's eat." Peter nodded and pulled Rachel into the restaurant behind them. Before that, Peter coded his subordinates to bring all the groceries home.
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