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Long Lost Love Come Home Ch.13
by Lil Italy (aka clouds735) (no login)
Shawn draped his arm loosely over Belle's shoulder during the ride home. She had had a couple of glaces of wine, so she let him drive.
"What do you want to do now?" Belle asked Shawn as they pulled out of Phillip and Mimi's driveway.
"Well, I have an idea," Shawn said, "but it is a surprise."
"Oh come on tell me," Belle said, taking Shawn's hand in her own.
"Nope," Shawn said playfully. But Belle had other ideas.
She leaned over and began to tickle Shawn's neck with her finger, she could see him trying to hold back his smile. Then she broke out the big guns. She un-did her seatbelt, leaned over, so that her warm breathe gave Shawn goosebumps. She began to kiss the side of his neck, and when he still wouldn't talk, she drew tiny circles with her tongue, which she thought would work.
"Are you going to tell now?" Belle asked.
"Nope," Shawn said with a small smirk.
Belle flopped back into her seat, and began to pout.
"Why not?" she asked, frusterated.
"Because you look cute when you pout, and because we are here," Shawn said opening his door, and walking around to the other side of the car, to open Belle's door. He opened the door, took her hand, pulled her out of the car, and kissed her lovingly on the lips.
"Where are we?" Belle asked.
"You'll see. Come on," Shawn said leading Belle to a door.
"Oh Shawn, that is so sweet," Belle said, "How did you know that I was craving ice cream?"
"Just a hunch," Shawn said leading her inside.
They ordered their ice cream, sat down at a booth, and liked away at their cones.
"So what are we going to do now?" Shawn asked the still tipsy Belle, after they had finished their ice cream.
"How about we go back to my place," Belle said invitingly.
"Ok," Shawn said.
They entered Belle's apartment. Belle tossed her purse onto the sofa, took Shawn's pointer finger, and lead him towards her bedroom.
Shawn knew what she was upto, but he played along anyways.
Belle stroked Shawn's cheeck, and placed his palms just above her buttocks, where they had layed earlier that evening. Then she leaned in towards Shawn, while pulling his face towards hers.
CONT'D LATER