A/N: Hey everybody! I know that I haven't written or updated anything yet since my last three chapters were written this morning and in the afternoon and I'm really sorry, I just got back from dinner at Steak N Shake and I've been trying to do better with my writing style and this was the end result. Plus, I wanted to wait 'til I could give you a worth while chapter. These cliff hangers are starting to annoy me
. Please don't hate me
I have no idea what the layout of what the Jiménez family home looks like, so forgive me if I messed up. All I know is that it's huge.
(By the way, the P.O.V. changes at one or two places, but it's easy to follow)
Twister didn't know what he was doing, he wasn't sure if he cared either...all he knew was that he and Rosita were here now and completely in love, that was all that mattered to him.
"Maurice? You okay babe?" Rosita's voice suddenly hit the air. They were laying on Rosita's king-sized bed, side-by-side arms and legs entwined. Rosita was wearing her Red and Black Soft Stretch Cotton Chemise Nighty with a wide open back. and she had the lights off
and lit candles in every corner so that she would set the mood.
Twister smiled, slowly looking Rosita in the eyes and whispering each word as if it were a secret, and said: "Yeah, just, y'know...thinking....a lot's happened really fast."
Worry etched across Rosita's face: "But...you're glad though verdad?"
Twister frowned; worry was something he always saw often on Rosita. she always had to worry about him mainly. But that was because she cared about him a lot.
"Rosita...you're my best friend chica, I couldn't ask for a better person to love me back" Twister smiled and laced his and Rosita's hands together. and at this, Twister sat up and took off his shirt and shorts, revealing his well-toned eight pack, leaving his black Calvin Kline underwear on and settled back against the pillows.
"Yeah, me either mi amor." Rosita replied quietly leaning and closing her eyes. Twister saw this and leaned in too, until there was no space left between the two of them. Twister felt Rosita's lips part slightly and took his chance to be bravely sliding his tongue into Rosita's mouth, and in a daring move, he slid his hand under her chemise and gave one of her huge breasts a squeeze, causing an audible scream of pleasure to esape from Rosita's mouth. 'So this is heaven...'
Feeling frustrated, Rosita slammed Twister against the pillows and thrust her own tongue into Twister's mouth, hearing moans of pleasure escape from both of their mouths, until Twister removed her chemise
and threw it on the floor until she was topless like him and leaving her only in her matching red thong and continued to make-out.
and good thing the door was closed and locked, and they shared one final passionate kiss before falling asleep in each other's arms.
The inevitable occured and the sun finally rose, Twister wasn't sure which he hated more, the fact that he was now up or the fact that they had to face everybody today. Maybe they could run away together, Rosita always said she wanted to travel.
"Rosita, hey chica, levántate." Nudge, nudge.
"Rosita, don't make me tickle you." It was a silly threat, but it did its job
well enough. Rosita had thrown a pillow at his head, causing him to fall off the bed.
Clean and dressed, we walked down the flight of stairs and into the master kitchen, ready to face Mr. Jiménez, and truth be told I couldn't
have been more scared. I mean, Rosita was his second-born and little girl. Ramón José was in the living room, watching T.V.
Rosita squeezed my hand quickly before letting go seeing as she was now wearing a Black V Neck Cute Summer Crop Top that showed her flat tummy and cleavage,Blue Denim Distressed Low Rise Shorts that accentuated her curves and J-Lo sized booty and Black Cross Strappy Faux Suede High Heeled Platform Shoes with the pink trim and they were 6 inch heels. I don't know how she could walk in them
and pushing the double doors open to see a tired looking Ramón José Sr. sitting at the head of the dining room table. He nodded his head
at the two chairs next to his and kept his face hard, and Ramón José was about to get up and join us but his father told him to stay where he was and he grumpily sat down and Rosita closed both doors behind her so that we could talk in private. Oh crap.
Once we had sat down and the awkward silence had sat for a good two minutes.
Ramón José Sr. cleared his throat and straightened his back. "Mi hija, Maurice, I- have you two thought
about this? I mean really thought
"Dad,stop. we're taking things slow." Rosita's voice had an air of maturity to it that I'd never heard before. I felt kind of proud.
"We know that this is sudden and you two are moving a bit too fast and that it seems like not a lot of thought was put into it,
but that's just what happened and we're not about to break it off." If my inner thoughts had a face, it'd be grinning like an idiot.
Ramón José Sr. nodded his head slowly and my hands fidgeted in my lap. I itched to reach out and grab Rosita's, but I didn't want to push it too far.
"I see." He had an air of finality in his voice that scared me. What if he didn't approve?
"Maurice?" Oh shit. "You feel the same way about my daughter?" I was thrown off guard by that, and looked at Rosita who gave me a small hopeful smile.
"...Yes sir." I looked Rosita in the eyes and she squealed happily and gave me a sideways hug. "I really do."
I reached out and grabbed Rosita's hand and didn't let go.
"Well then..." Say yes. Say yes damn it! "I...I suppose that's that then, you have my blessing to date my daughter, Maurice."
I could have passed out right then and there.
Rosita laughed, scooted her chair out and hugged Ramón José Sr. "Gracias dad, I know this is weird for you." Ramón José Sr. wrapped
his arms around Rosita's bare shoulders and smiled "Te amo mi hija, that's all I know." I couldn't help it, we were finally official and I was grinning like a damn fool. Ramón José had his face pressed against the living room door glass, listening to everything his dad told me,
gasped and went upstairs to Rosita's room to call Otto and tell him everything that happened from last night to this morning.
"Of course, Rosita is my only daughter Maurice, do anything to hurt her, you'll be taking a trip down the basement stairs." Happy feeling
"Don't you 'dad' me missy, Maurice is like my son, do anything to hurt him, then you'll
be taking a trip." Happy feeling coming back.
I stood up, walked over to Mr. Jiménez and shook hands with him. "Thank you, sir." Rosita snorted then rolled her eyes: " 'Sir?"
"Qué? He's in 'Scary Father Mode' it's freaky okay?" Rosita rolled her eyes again and Ramón José Sr. laughed: "Sí, bueno Maurice."
I stuck out my tongue. Maturity for the win.