MEETING DEAN'S FAMILY

“Please tell me that you aren’t mad,” I said as I held my hands up.

“I’m not mad; I just want to know why,” she asked softly.

“Look at them, Steph. They’re beautiful. It was my way of being close to you when you weren’t around and helping out because yu needed money but didn’t want to rely on my help” I was afraid she was going to be angry with me, but she wasn’t. She walked over to me and hugged me tight, thanking me and telling me how much it meant to her.

She walked over to my bed and slightly giggled.

“What’s so funny?” I asked.

“memories, I mean those memories on this very bed, the bed where you taught me, made love to me, make promises to me” she said,I smiled as I laid myself on the bed and spread out.

“What are you doing?” she laughed.

“I don’t remember any of that maybe you should remind me how I taught you back then mybe I will remember.”

Steph smile and bit her bottom lip as she pulled her shirt over her head and threw it on the floor.

“Um, I don’t think you did that,” I s