(My starters kind of suck too so if you'd like another one with a different character, just ask and I can send it:)
Juliette was walking down a brick road, her nude heels clicking against it with every step. She was wearing a long button down coat with a peach colored dress hidden underneath, despite the cold weather and the snow that was beginning to lightly coat the ground. She brushed her long, blonde curled hair out of her face as she walked. She was on her way to a party at her parents house for friends, family, people in the same social class, etc. She had just finished shopping and was walking through the wealthy neighborhood to get to their house. Whenever she went to these type of things it was a bittersweet experience; she loved to meet new people and such, but her parents were stuck up and could be quite frankly, rude. She thought that them trying to suffocate her would end when she turned 18 but she was now 22 and it had not. Her family were very over-the-top people and the entire town knew it because they had made sure of it. They lived in essentially a mansion surrounded by gates and two body guards at the front of the house. Juliette rolled her eyes just thinking about it; she liked having nice things but she didn't think it to be right just throwing it in other's faces.
Thomas:He thinks of you as his mom...You've been more of a mother to him the few weeks that he's been here than she ever has. I'll run into town today and grab him some stuff from TSC. -I nibble your neck softly.-
Bent:-I sigh, knowing I messed up.- Darlin, I ain't that kinda guy. My little sisters been asking about you..would you like to come over for breakfast with the family today?
Thomas:-I hung my towel on the hook on the back of the door, I slipped on a pair of boxers and crawled into bed, pulling you into my arms.- It's okay baby. I know you're under a lot of stress...and I'm not much of a help.
Bent:-My eyes narrowed slightly as I read the text.- Phoebe, I'm not that kinda guy. I'm sorry if I offended you in any way. I had a lot of fun on our date, is there anyway you'd like to go on another?
Thomas:-I showered as quick as I could, hoping not to disturb my sleeping wife. I knew how much stress she was under and decided to not push my luck. I slung a towel around my waist and walked to our bedroom. I closed the door behind me and walked over to my closet.-
Bent:-I had set the phone down on my chest and closed my eyes waiting for you to text me back, I scooped it up and chuckled at your text.- care to "sleep" with me?
Thomas:-I woke up because I thought I heard Kinley crying. I went and checked on her and found that she was sleeping soundly. I decided that i might as well just get up for the day and went to get in the shower. The next few weeks would be busy for us. Christmas on the 25th. Macy's family Christmas on boxing day, Bent's birthday on the 27th and my family Christmas on the 30th.-
Bent:-I lay in bed awake, thinking about Phoebe. I grabbed my iPhone off my bedside table and texted her.- hey beautiful. you awake?
[- Marie walked down the side walk with head phones in, the wind blowing in her long dark hair. A smile on her face as she sang along out loud, she didn't care how loud she was. She began to dance around bumping into someone (Connor) she gasped looking up at him-] " I am so sorry " [- she tried to smile softly , completely embarrassed feeling heat form onto her cheeks, she wore jean shorts and nice black cotton tank top. Showing her perfect figure. It was humid out but the wind helped keep her cool. -] " sorry about that was really into the song " [- she laughed lightly pulling her head phones out her ears -]
Thomas:Of course it will. I've got the best wife in the world and two great kids, my wife is going to be a fantastic singer and I'm going back into the rodeos. I don't think my life could get any better!
Bent:-I pull up to an intersection.- Left, we go in to town for supper. Right, we park the truck by the river and have a picnic and watch the sun go down.
Thomas:-I tuck a loose piece of hair behind your ear, my hand lingering on your cheek.- It's just weird to think we lost the baby. -I rest a hand on your stomach and chew my lip.- I keep thinkin there's a baby in there.
Bent:-I grin.- I'll keep my eyes on the road if I can have one kiss?