I'm Always Right By: Aleshia Bookram

chapter 1

Abby's point of view

Hi, my name is Abigail Jones. I'm 23 years old. I am happily married to an amazing guy and his name is Jason Grey, he is 26 and is a very successful lawyer. And for myself, well I'm a stay at home wife. Fun, right? Well it definitely has its perks. I can worry about nothing but my house and feeding my love and still have lots of time to work on this perfect body that Jason can't keep his hands off of. However, on the outside you may think we are a typical happy and loving couple and that is how we like it. I'm the kind of outgoing on were as Jason likes his business to be his business. Jason, well he's interesting, I love him for who he is. Well I did vow in richer and in poorer, In sickness and in health, till death

do us part. Those are the true words of our life and our love.

"hey Abby can you come downstairs for a second." Jason yelled in a loving tone.

I walked downstairs to see Jason holding a bouquet of red and white roses. I stood at the bottom of the stairs in shock.

"Jason what are the flowers for? What's the occasion?" I asked.

He looked at me and smiled as he walked closer to me. He touched the side of my cheek and said.

" Does there have to be one. I love you so much and you do so much for me. The least I can do is buy you flowers once in a blue moon."

With that he leaned in and lightly pressed his lips to mine. I pulled away with our foreheads connected and said.

" you are the most amazing man I could ever end up with and I love you so much. After a few minutes I asked.

"Jason can you un pack the dishes from the dishwasher please." I begged.

"sure" he replied.

As he walked away I couldn't help but admire his face. Jason had blueish green eyes and a very nice clean shaved beard. He was 5'8 and I was 5'2 so it was slightly perfect. He also had long dirty blond hair and let me tell you it was flawless.

Jason's point of view

When I walked away I noticed Abigail staring at me. I thought to myself wow how did I get so lucky. This girl will be the death of me. I love how her long brown hair flows so smoothly. Oh and every time I look into her hazel eyes I fall in love over and over again.

"hey hun I'm gonna go take out the trash." I yelled. No response.

As I was taking out the trash I noticed a box of pregnancy tests. I couldn't help but wonder. I mean now. We got married 2 years ago but maybe I should ask her before I skip to conclusions.