Love Always Wins
His Vow vs. His LoyaltyHer eyes slowly opened. She turned to her left. Mike was propped up on his hand fast asleep. She stared at him and took in his beautiful face, her hand then reached out to him. She slapped his arm away from his face and closed her eyes...feigning sleep. Mike jerked awake and looked around to make sure no one saw that. He looked at Niddie and smiled, he then saw the corner of her lips twitching. He's brows furrowed together and he leaned in closer to her.
"You little punk!" He yelled at her.
She burst out laughing and opened her eyes. "Gotcha neehh!"
He clicked his tongue..."You're supposed to be resting but you instead here you are playing games. Loser."
She stuck out her tongue at him. He looked at her and saw the saddest look grace his face, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing."
"Liar...tell me."
"Just thinking that you might not be laying here playing games with me...," he said quietly and looked down at his hands. He felt her hands touch his cheek.
"But I am here..."
"Yeah...and don't you ever think about leaving me again, or I promise you I will go to the depths of heaven or hell to bring your back. Got me?"
"Geez ok! Bossy...," she said and looked away from him. He leaned in and kissed her. Her hand instinctively went to the back of his head and played with his hair. "I love you...," she said when he pulled away.
"I love you more...," he said breathlessly and grinned at her. "And...I'm definitely in love with this little booger." He said rubbing her belly, "He really is my kid...staring death in the eye and laughing."
"Toh uy, that was cheesy." Niddie said and laughed at him.
"If its a boy...can we name him after Golf?" He asked seriously.
She nodded, "I'd like that a lot. But what if it's a girl?"
"I don't know...Golf-tina? Golf-ly? Golf-nnifer."
"YOU CAN'T JUST PUT THE ENDS OF GIRLS NAMES ON HIS!" She yelled at him in sheer horror.
He laughed, "Ok ok! We'll figure something out if it's a girl...don't worry. Pichaya can be a pretty girl's name." He suggested. He kissed her a
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