Do You Think I'm Fat?Green eyes stared curiously into the mirror, gazing over the rounded belly. Cale lifted her shirt a few inches, turning to the side to look at her stomach from a different angle.
Matty D. poked his head into the bathroom, grinning. "What'cha doing, bub?"
"Thinking." She replied quietly.
"About how ridiculously gorgeous our baby's going to be?" He walked up behind her, arms slipping around her easily and holding her close.
"Do you think I'm fat?"
Matty D. blinked. He knew this was one of those questions where any answer he gave would be the wrong one. He just had to think of the nicest way of answering it. "Well, you said yourself that you'd gain weight during this, right? It's not a bad thing. Most of it is the baby, anyway. It'll go away after she's born."
Cale didn't reply, just frowned at her reflection in the mirror.
"Why? What's wrong?"
She shook her head. "It's stupid."
"Com'on, tell meeeee."
His whine made her smile a little. "When I was at the park today to watch Avril's skatin
I'm not sure what the hell happened here..."Matty! What are you doing in my bedroom?!"
Matty D. poked his head out from behind the bathroom door that connected to her room, grinning wildly. "I'm in here usually every night, aren't I?"
"Okay, let me rephrase. What are you doing in my bedroom right now?"
"Oh!" He laughed. "That's easy. I found some really cool pants and I wanted your opinion on them."
Cale glared suspiciously at the door that Matty hid behind again. "You normally don't wear much aside from your sweater and-OH MY GOD."
Matty had jumped out from behind the door, proudly displaying the fact that he lacked any form of clothing up top. In fact, the only clothing he had was a pair of skin-tight, black leather pants. The material clung to the muscles of his legs as tightly as possible, stretching over his crotch area and making its size much much more noticeable.
Cale couldn't tear her eyes away from the fabric straining over her boyfriend's groin, her face getting more and more red by the
Pretty EyesA soft whimper left Cassidy's lips as Tech broke their kiss. No, she didn't want this to end. She didn't want his warmth to leave. Reaching out, Cassidy gently grasped Tech's shoulders and pulled him back down for another kiss. Tech chuckled lightly, voice hoarse from inhaling deeply as he tried to regain a normal heartrate. "You just don't know when to stop, do you?"
Cassidy grinned, brown eyes closing softly as Tech pressed his forehead to her own. "All I know is that I want you."
He took in a large gulp of air, taking in both her scent and taste at the same moment. The sensations mixed together in Tech's mind, making him want more of her. But his strength was drained, arms and legs weak and shaking. He knew that if he didn't lay down soon he was going to collapse on top of her. So he did, turning on his side so he could still see her. Still see her beautiful smile and sparkling eyes.
She turned on her side too, to face him. She giggled and pecked the tip of his nose. Her soft brown
33. ExpectationsI don't bother to look up from the blueprints in front of me until I hear Zadavia's voice. Something about a new member for our team. I knew that we were going to have a new recruit, but I was more curious than excited. Curious as to what exactly made our boss believe that this new person would help us. We worked just fine the way we were.
She appeared from behind Zadavia, barely reaching the tall woman's waist. She was small all over, her sweater and jeans - torn and ragged from years of use - hung on her body like they would hang on a skeleton. The drastic difference between the size of her clothes and the size of her body made her look no more than sixteen, at the most, but I knew that looks could be deceiving.
Ace stepped forward to greet her, and that's when her little-girl appearance suddenly changed. Her dark brown eyes, a startling contrast against her flame-red hair, glared suspiciously at Ace. I heard Lexi, who was standing only a few feet away from me, whisper, "She looks so