You have just held up way more than your end of the bargain, so maybe I just gotta shed a couple tears every now and then because of how lucky I'm to ...ave you,” I replied. “No arguments here sis. Let's play another full game of truth or dare,” Jeff said. “I like that, just let me go to the bathroom first,” I replied. Then I went to the bathroom real quick. Being pregnant meant I had to go the bathroom a lot. So I came back out a couple minutes later. Then I sat down on the couch with him. “OK. While your writing is not mainstream, it isn't exactly unpopular either. If your name were to be told to a group of people, it's likely that a few of them would know of you or have at least heard of your name somewhere before. You're very satisfied with where you are now in your career, you love to write and to be acknowledged.Appearance-wise, you are five feet, eight inches tall with lightly tanned skin and dirty blond hair. You are almost always seen wearing a black suit with a dress shirt as. We stayed like that for a little while. Both of us not wanting to move. It was comfortable standing there, embracing and basking in the glow that was our love. I felt her shudder a slight bit. I also felt wetness on my chest where her face was. She was crying. And truth be told, so was I. We were both overjoyed with the love that we felt at that moment for each other.Finally she brought her arms down so that she could wipe her tears away. But I held her wrists before she could do that. I then. " Luke thought as a shiver ran up herspine. "Look,slike it was a good thing we went to the mall." She gave hermother a hug before taking her packages upstairs. She used her own phoneto accept the invitation to the sleepover."When you're done unpacking you can help me clean the house." Luke'smother said as she nodded. She always like helping his mother out andfound dusting and vacuuming to be more of a pleasure than a chore--especially in her own skirt or dress Luke's mother leaned against the.