The Tragic Tale of Teddy Woven
Chapter 21
Glenn Miller’s “In the Mood” was blasting through the speaker, much to Teddy’s annoyance. He made the mistake of stating he listened to nothing but classical music, so I was trying to liven up his house with jazz. After all, they were very similar, so surely that would not upset his nerves. The long frown on his face informed me that I was wrong, but I danced to the music next to him anyways.
“Come on,” I taunted with an urgent wave of my hand for him to come over. “Dance with me.”
“Sela, I am cooking,” he sighed out with distress. His statement was true, for he was in fact busily working over the stove-top to prepare our dinner.
I childishly lifted up his dish towel and smacked him lightly in the arm. “Dance with me.”
“Afterwards.”
“Promise?”
Teddy grabbed a hold of the towel to tug me towards him. “Promise.” He pecked his lips over mine with a sudden urgency. “Now, have a seat.”
“It’s not ready yet,” I complained. “Why must I sit?”
“The answer is simple,” he reasoned with a raise of his hands. “You are a distraction.”
“A good one though?”
I have my normal
a hand over his solid back and leaned over to kiss him on the side of his neck. “Yes, Teddy,” I purred in a naughty
was in his music room. I walked down the hallway, and then began to skip as I approached the open doorway. My mood had lightened since Teddy and I made up, and now all I wanted was to be incredibly affectionate and near him all the time. He was the complete opposite this evening, but I knew there
the staircase, and
bewildering scenario that happened some time ago. “Teddy,” I called out. He was too focused on stirring around the mashed potatoes to pay attention to me. I tapped him lightly on his upper arm, which was enough for
across his face and he leaned forward to peck a kiss over my brow. “Yes, my
and herbs that he had just added to give the mashed potatoes more flavour. I leaned against the side of
know I live alone,” he calmly answered
“Always?”
“Yes, of course.”
no other woman here then?” His hand froze for a moment, and then
“No, I live alone.”
from him to set Luna down on the ground. Her white fur was brushed off the front of my dress and then I moved over to the kitchen sink to
on the side of the pot. “What is it?” groaned Teddy with his posh accent sharper than
here on Monday, I thought
“But that’s impossible.”
front of him. “No one lives
am all alone.” The spoon was taken up from the pot with a sharp movement of
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