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Long Lost Love Come Home Ch. 16
by Lil Italy (no login)
"Shawn?" Belle yelled towards her bathroom.
Shawn emerged from the steamy bathroom, wrapped in a towel, and a toothbrush in his mouth, "What?" he asked.
"What should I wear?" Belle asked, as she frantically pulled things out of her closet.
"Whatever baby! It is just Sunday night dinner with my parents," Shawn said, wipping off his towel and drying his hair.
"I know, but I just feel like I am going to be judged," Belle said nervously. Shawn took Belle's face in his hands, "Belle, no one is going to judge you. My parents have know you since you were in diapers," Shawn said.
"I know," Belle said wrapping her arms around Shawn's waist.
Shawn gazed into Belle's eyes, "They are going to love you," Shawn said, lifting Belle's hand to his lips, and kissing the back of her hand. "Now I have to get dressed, before I have to take a cold shower," Shawn said looking up and down at Belle's scantily clothed body.
~Finally they were both dressed. Belle in dark, form-fitting jeans, and a tight lavender turtleneck sweater. She blow dried her hair, and left her golden locks hanging on her back and shoulders. Shawn decked himself in his own jeans, and a Basic Black grey sweater, wearing his hair neatly styled.
Shawn let his arm dangle from around Belle's waist during their elevator ride, and once they got in the car, they interlocked their fingers with each others. Shawn could feel Belle's nervousness, as her palms gripped his tightly, and all he could do was squeeze her hand lightly to reasure her.
~Belle and Shawn stopped outside the door to the Bradys' house. Shawn took Belle's hand in his and said, "It will be ok." And with that he layed a gentle kiss on Belle's lips, then on the back of her hand, and he opened the front door.
"Shawn, honey is that you?" they heard Hope call from the kitchen.
"Yeah mom, it's me and Belle," Shawn said, litteraly pulling Belle towards the kicthen. And once they pushed the door open, they saw Hope over the stove, Bo pouring wine, and Issac and J.T. setting the table. They all looked up from what they were doing, they looked at Shawn, then at Belle, then at their joined hands, which were visibly squeezing each other.
"Hey guys," Belle said to J.T. and Issac.
"Hey Belle," the two boys answered.
"Hey guys, how are you?" Shawn asked his brothers.
Bo and Hope snapped out of their tranze, and hugged and kissed their son and his childhood friend.
"Mom, Dad..., guys, Belle and I have something to tell you," Shawn said giving a reasurring glance towards Belle.
"Oh, what's that honey?" Hope asked ushering her guests to sit down at the half set table.