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I just put Angie down to sleep. She wore herself out today at the zoo but it was so good to see her eyes light up at all the animals and her excitement when she got to pet the monkey the zoo worker brought out to entertain the crowd. As much as I enjoyed having Jodi there with us I couldn’t help but wish Tina could’ve been there instead.
I walk into the bedroom to see Jodi already in bed sitting up reading Jenny’s book. I roll my eyes at her as I climb into bed and sit up next to her. She turns and smiles setting the book down on her lap
“I can’t believe you brought that fucking book here much less are reading it. I should have burned it when I got the chance” I sign to her and she smiles
“I love trash novels” she jokes and I shake my head
“Well it’s filled with more filth than one person can digest” I sign and slide down further in the bed resting my head on the pillow and stare at the ceiling
“What’s wrong?” She asks me and I turn over so she can see my lips.
“How come you have never told me anything about your life here in L.A. I have told you everything about my life here. Well everything about my life in general”
“Is that what’s bothering you?” She says almost nonchalantly and rolls her eyes like it should be the last thing that is bothering me.
“Jodi we have been together for 7 months. All this time I talked about my life in L.A you never once brought it up. I’m not mad it’s just I figured we were at a place in our relationship where we would talk about ourselves. I mean at least I did with you”
“It’s not a big deal Bette. I guess I felt it wasn’t important to bring up” she says scooting down in the bed and turning to face me. Our faces a few inches apart “What do you want to know? Ask me”
“How long did you live here?” I ask and technically hating to be having to ask questions to find out about her.