Only Yours by C. Shell Read Free Book Online

quickly adds,” But...it was interesting. Tony, you did an amazing job at keeping our girl here smiling and her mind clear of unpleasant things. You did well.”
    He bobs his head in appreciation. “Thanks babe. Have fun tonight and tell Trey I said hi.”
    She gives a wave and heads out the door. Closing up behind her, I call out to Tony and ask him to pick out a movie or two for the night. Stopping off in the kitchen, I painstakingly search through the two junk drawers I have, until I finally find the local Chinese take-out menu I stored in there, after finding it taped to my front door a few weeks ago. I am actually surprised I kept it. If it hadn’t been for the cute hand drawn red dragon on the front, I think it would have probably ended up in the trash, like all the other advertisements I find.
    Grabbing my cell phone off the counter, I retrieve two can Cokes from the refrigerator, and go find Tony, who I can hear rummaging through my movie cabinet in the living room.
    “ Find anything good to watch?” I ask handing him the paper menu and drink.
    “Your taste in movies is almost as bad as your taste in music. Everything in here is so girlie,” he complains, tossing a DVD of Pretty Woman at me. “Do you have anything that we can watch that doesn’t require for me to have a vagina and a tits to enjoy it?”
    “You are such a pig,” I answer, I stick my tongue out at hi. This is a normal complaint of his, and yet if you go to his place, and search his movies, you will find he has not one, but at least three movies that include the great and talented Julia Roberts. I think he has a hidden crush on her.
    “Here,” I say handing him my phone. “You call and order our food and I will search for a unisex movie that doesn’t ruin your manhood. Just remember to order me steamed rice instead of fried.”
    “You want your usual orange chicken or are you feeling adventurous and want to try something new?”
    I roll my eyes, knowing he is only trying to bait me into a challenge. “You know me better than that. Orange chicken, steamed rice, and don’t you dare try and eat my fortune cookie, unless you feel like sleeping with one eye open.”
    His brows raise. “You drive a hard bargain,” he laughs. Tony stands and hands me the stack of movies occupying his arms. “You find a good movie and I promise to leave your cookie alone. Pick a bad one and I can’t be held responsible for my actions.”
    Dropping to my knees, I begin searching through the stacks of titles, looking for the one that I know will make Tony smile, and keep my cookie safe. I can absently hear Tony on the phone while I keep looking through case after case. “ Fried Green Tomatoes, French Kiss, When a Man Loves a Woman...” I mumble absently to myself. None of these will work. Grabbing a new stack, I ruffle through a few more. My eyes widen. I found it!
    “ Ah-ha, here it is,” I yell, holding up a thick DVD, as if it was a golden ticket. “Back to the Future. Movies one, two, and three.” I say triumphantly.
    Tony gives me a thumbs up, and finishes ordering our food. Handing up the phone, he turns to me and gives me a large, cheesy grin. “Your cookie is safe from me, my lady,” he says in an awful English accent.
    “ I’m holding you to that,” I warn, doing my best to sound tough. I probably couldn’t scare a flea off a dog, but I like to think that I could do some damage if the situation ever called for it. If not, then Mark, my hard as nails kick-boxing trainer, and I need to have a discussion on increasing my work-out.
    I hand over the movie bundle to Tony and let him get it set-up in the DVD, while I go stretch out on the couch next to Dimples. For such a little thing, she sure can take up a large amount of room. I try and push her over a little, but she protests, giving me a swat on the hand with her paw. Leave it to Daemon to pick out the pushiest kitten around.
    I take a sip of my drink and prepare for the movie to start.