Weeks later...
“My love, get your ass in here!” I yell at Samantha who’s still busy popping skittles in her mouth while my hands are full of grocery bags. She sprints ahead of me to open the main door of our family house.
“Sorry,” she mutters.
“Are you, princess?” I ask annoyingly.
“Why are you mad? You are the one who wanted to go grocery instead you could just write down and asked Gary to buy the groceries for us.” She throws me a glare.
I can’t say a thing because I know it’s all my fault, but I just wanted to take her to the grocery store with me.
We will be busy when everyone arrives since we moved here yesterday from her home, and tonight everyone will be here.
I already called the restaurant to deliver us dinner for my family and friends. Hannah, Sam’s mom will be here as soon as her duty ends. I and Sam spent three days in her home, and she was busy during day time meeting with Amy and Maya while I was busy catching up with Garett and Danny.