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    Not The Type 2: Established – (Chapter: Chapter 4)

    Story written on February 2, 2010 by crazylight.
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    Story Shortlink: https://mail.assertive-maroon-jellyfish.104-250-143-187.cpanel.site/?p=20173
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    “Ash?” I look up when my wife walks into the kitchen. I’m sitting at the kitchen table, a stack of work papers spread out in front of me.

    “Yeah?”

    “We’re going to the grocery store…” She sits in the chair across from me. I can hear Paris running around looking for her shoes. 

    “Can you grab me some Vanilla Wafers?” I get excited, “Oh and some…”

    “No,” She smiles and pulls the pen from my hand. “You’re coming too.”

    “I have a lot of work to do. I think you can manage a trip to the grocery store without me.” I sigh and rest my face in my hands.

    “Come on, you’ve been doing stuff for work all day.” She rolls her eyes. “I have the whole weekend off work. I want to spend it with you and the kids. You’re the boss. You can do this stuff later.”

    “Babe, I don’t…” Spencer ignores me and stands up.

    “I’m a go help Paris find her shoe, then we can leave.”

    “Spencer.” I stand. She turns around at the kitchen entrance. “I’m not going to the store.”

    “Seriously Ash, I’m just asking you to take a break to go to the store with your family.”

    “I know, but…” I stop talking when I see her roll her eyes. She walks back over to me and pushes the pen into my chest.

    “Whatever.” She goes to walk away but I grab the back of her jean pocket.

    “Mommy! Help find shoe!” Spencer tries to move but I pull on her pocket again.

    “Don’t rip my jeans.” She whines.

    “Come here,” I snake my arms around her waist and press my front to her back.

    “Mommy!”

    “Look by the front door!” I yell back. I hear her little feet hit the ground.  

    “Stop running in the house!” Spencer yells while trying to push my hands away.

    “We’ll spend some time together when you get back.” I whisper in her ear and kiss it. When she doesn’t respond I turn her head so she is looking at me. “Don’t act like that.” I lean in and press my lips to hers. At first she doesn’t respond, then after a second she kisses me back.

    “You’re still a jackass.” She breaks the kiss and walk away.

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