Definitely Love*

{17}

<Laurent>

"No I'm full, baby girl."
I push away her drunk hands.

I'm just kidding, Belle is not drunk.

Just a little tipsy.

I told her to lay off the wine for a while but of course she is stubborn.

I haven't been keeping count but she's drank more than 2 bottles.

I have no idea where everything is going, her stomach is still all flat and sexy.

As you can probably tell, everything is good between us now.

Belle seemed to be relieved to have finally cried and did she ever. It was so sad watching my baby girl cry over some asshole who probably doesn't even think of her anymore.

We hugged it out for a long time.

It was nice.

Everything has been perfect ever since.

"Sleepy time, love. Come on, chill out."
I say sweetly, trying not to move that much.

Because my stomach is loaded.

I tried to calm down a little with the snacks but I'm not going to lie, I got a little ahead of myself.

"No no no. Help me finish. Say ahhh."
She giggles, holding up a frosted cookie.

I open my mouth reluctantly, letting her feed it to me.

"You're trying to make me all fat. You don't like me how I am?"
I tease lightly as she finally closes the container of cookies.

I glance over to Rich and Bree.

Dead to the world.

They both ate, laughed and played around for a while and then passed out.

Fatasses.

Right now, Larry and Amy are all cuddled up, focused on the movie.

The Conjuring.

I love scary movies.

Mainly because Belle hates them and at first she let me hold her and she started acting all scary and hiding her face in my shoulder during the scary parts.

That was at first, of course.

She lost interest in the movie and began to bug me instead.

"I love your 6 pack, I'm not trying to get you fat."
She giggles, patting my stomach absentmindedly.

I can't help but smile.

I kind of like this Belle.

She's a little bold.

"Time to go to sleep. We can finish the snacks tomorrow."
I coax fruitlessly.

There's no point of me doing this, I've been trying to get her to pipe down and get ready for bed for the past hour now.

"You're no fun."
She complains as I scoot down slowly, clutching my poor ole stomach.

"Come cuddle with me, baby. I'm lonely."
I mutter, making grabby hands in her direction.

I'm just going to admit, I'm taking advantage of this Belle.

"Okay, fine. Meanie Laurent. No fun Laurent."
She babbles, letting me pull her towards me by her waist.

"Belle, you look so sexy tonight. You wear stuff like this every night?"
I ask quietly.

She lays down next to me reluctantly.