 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Reagan was grateful for Christopher understanding that she liked to maintain her independence. No matter how much he took care of her, she would always need to do some things for herself no matter how small. But she should have known that he wanted to throw back the moment they got there. That groan made her narrow her eyes dangerously {mockingly} at him; yes, Rea knew the boyfriend was being dramatic. He probably picked up a few tips from her. He was welcome.
The little lady rolled her eyes. “Christopher, if you’re tired from the short walk we just did, just let me know.” Holding back a laugh, she cast a scrutinising eye around in an attempt to find a good spot. “I’ll consider… just so that you can rest your old bones.” Now Rea really did laugh before pointing towards a vacant spot under a large tree. “How about we set up there? It’s quite shady.” Not to mention cozy and romantic. |