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It was too late now for sleeping again, but still too early to go to work. Lisa decided to take a shower. For a moment she forgot about her visitor down in the kitchen. She hoped that he would really forget about their conversation yesterday and wouldn´t try to mention it again.
Hugh sat still at the dining bàn in Lisa´s kitchen. “Better so.”, he thought. But there was something in between him that didn´t want to end up right here and now. “Let it be.”, his mind was running, “You´re married. You´ve got three kids. You´re happy. Am I really?”
His thoughts were interrupted bởi Lisa who came back to the kitchen.
“Hungry?”, she asked him.
“What do bạn offer?”
“Hm, toast, cereals or….just let me see….no, bánh mì nướng hoặc cereals.”, she said.
“Toast sounds good.”
“But I haven´t got, bạn know, I´m vegetarian.”
Hugh smirk. “Yes, for sure. Need help?”, he asked her while he got off of his seat.
“No no.”, she shook her head and made some bánh mì nướng for them with bơ and honey.
Meanwhile Hugh went to the livingroom. He detected some pictures of Lisa at the wall. He visited her two hoặc three times but never saw this pictures there. “Is that bạn here at the wall?”, he asked loudly from behind.
“Yeah!”, she answered.
“Who are the other guys?”, he asked continuing.
“Breakfast-time, sweety!”, she đã đưa ý kiến and bited her lips at the same time she called him sweety. Hugh grined at her words. “Yes Dear.”, he đã đưa ý kiến and came back to the dining table. “Don´t be kidding on me please, House.”, she fobbed him as well.
“Hey, bạn gorgeous woman, don´t call me House!”, his playfully voice countered back.
“Toast and Honey, is that right?”, she asked him.
“Absolutly.”
“God damn, he´s so fucking sexy whenever he talked to her with that bright british accent.”, she thought and her tim, trái tim melted a little bit thêm when he was around.
They ate and joked and after that he helped her with the dishes.
“Think it´s time for work.”, he đã đưa ý kiến suddenly.
Lisa watched at the clock. “Yes, really. We should hurry up before we´re too late in the end.” He smiled at her. “Thank bạn for not killing me and oh, yes coffee and bánh mì nướng bởi the way.”, he đã đưa ý kiến and softly placed a gentle Kiss on her cheek. Hugh noticed her closed eyes for a moment and the lovable smile she gave to him.
They both drove off at the same time. And overlooked the two paparazzo behind Lisa`s hedge.
One ngày after their breakfast-meeting every boulevard magazin showed pictures of them leaving her house, got into their cars and yes for sure the Kiss on the cheek he gave to her in the middle of the doorstep.
Hugh arrived at home. It was a long and hard day. Difficult shoots and straining scenes. He was tired and stressed. And last but not least ´cause David bugged him and Lisa thanks to those daffy reports and các bức ảnh in every magazin. He didn´t talk to Lisa yet. Hugh hadn´t just removed his áo khoác the phone rang.
“Yeah?”
“It´s me darling. hoặc am I disturbing you? Fucking that chó cái, bitch maybe?”
“Oh please….not just once more.”
“Once more? Hugh, what the hell is going on with bạn and Miss Pretty?”
“Nothing, right? Nothing.”
“Kissing her is nothing? bạn bastard!”
“Jo, darling…..”
“No! Don´t call me darling anymore. Are bạn so lonesome that bạn need this strumpet? Couldn´t bạn do it yourself? Did bạn even remember your family when you´re stucking into her?”
“I´m not sure if this is the right time to discuss those stupid things. We haven´t ever had sex together. It was a very very harmless breakfast, ok?”
“No Hugh, nothing is ok. She´s in tình yêu with you. bạn promised me to talk to her about it. bạn promised me thêm distance between bạn both. bạn promised me bạn talk to David about less Huddy-Promotion. bạn swear to me.”
“Darling I did that.”
“Yes, I see!”
“Well, ok…maybe there is something bạn should know about. Please forget these weird story in the magazines. I swear anew to you, I never slept with her.”
“I should know about? bạn never slept with her? But bạn Kiss her?”
“Ohh, come on Jo.”
“Jo, right? Is darling out now? What is it? Don´t have the tim, trái tim to ask me if bạn can have sex with her!”
“….You´re childish.”
“What is it?”
“We talked.”
“What about? Hopefully about what we´ve discussed during your summer recess.”
“Well, let me explain,….Lisa,….she is not really happy…..”
“ Oh what a pity….” (if sarcasm could kill, it just had done)
“You´re not funny. She´s a friend, and she asked me for help.”
“What? Does she need a boytoy? Will she taste a british one now?”
“Stop it! It´s enough! She had no luck in the past with her relationships but that isn´t a reason for bạn to trash her!”
“Do bạn tình yêu her?”
“….That´s quite not the point.”
“You do!”
“….She asked me about a sperm donation.”
beep,beep,beep,beep…………
“Jo? Darling?”
(...)
It was too late now for sleeping again, but still too early to go to work. Lisa decided to take a shower. For a moment she forgot about her visitor down in the kitchen. She hoped that he would really forget about their conversation yesterday and wouldn´t try to mention it again.
Hugh sat still at the dining bàn in Lisa´s kitchen. “Better so.”, he thought. But there was something in between him that didn´t want to end up right here and now. “Let it be.”, his mind was running, “You´re married. You´ve got three kids. You´re happy. Am I really?”
His thoughts were interrupted bởi Lisa who came back to the kitchen.
“Hungry?”, she asked him.
“What do bạn offer?”
“Hm, toast, cereals or….just let me see….no, bánh mì nướng hoặc cereals.”, she said.
“Toast sounds good.”
“But I haven´t got, bạn know, I´m vegetarian.”
Hugh smirk. “Yes, for sure. Need help?”, he asked her while he got off of his seat.
“No no.”, she shook her head and made some bánh mì nướng for them with bơ and honey.
Meanwhile Hugh went to the livingroom. He detected some pictures of Lisa at the wall. He visited her two hoặc three times but never saw this pictures there. “Is that bạn here at the wall?”, he asked loudly from behind.
“Yeah!”, she answered.
“Who are the other guys?”, he asked continuing.
“Breakfast-time, sweety!”, she đã đưa ý kiến and bited her lips at the same time she called him sweety. Hugh grined at her words. “Yes Dear.”, he đã đưa ý kiến and came back to the dining table. “Don´t be kidding on me please, House.”, she fobbed him as well.
“Hey, bạn gorgeous woman, don´t call me House!”, his playfully voice countered back.
“Toast and Honey, is that right?”, she asked him.
“Absolutly.”
“God damn, he´s so fucking sexy whenever he talked to her with that bright british accent.”, she thought and her tim, trái tim melted a little bit thêm when he was around.
They ate and joked and after that he helped her with the dishes.
“Think it´s time for work.”, he đã đưa ý kiến suddenly.
Lisa watched at the clock. “Yes, really. We should hurry up before we´re too late in the end.” He smiled at her. “Thank bạn for not killing me and oh, yes coffee and bánh mì nướng bởi the way.”, he đã đưa ý kiến and softly placed a gentle Kiss on her cheek. Hugh noticed her closed eyes for a moment and the lovable smile she gave to him.
They both drove off at the same time. And overlooked the two paparazzo behind Lisa`s hedge.
One ngày after their breakfast-meeting every boulevard magazin showed pictures of them leaving her house, got into their cars and yes for sure the Kiss on the cheek he gave to her in the middle of the doorstep.
Hugh arrived at home. It was a long and hard day. Difficult shoots and straining scenes. He was tired and stressed. And last but not least ´cause David bugged him and Lisa thanks to those daffy reports and các bức ảnh in every magazin. He didn´t talk to Lisa yet. Hugh hadn´t just removed his áo khoác the phone rang.
“Yeah?”
“It´s me darling. hoặc am I disturbing you? Fucking that chó cái, bitch maybe?”
“Oh please….not just once more.”
“Once more? Hugh, what the hell is going on with bạn and Miss Pretty?”
“Nothing, right? Nothing.”
“Kissing her is nothing? bạn bastard!”
“Jo, darling…..”
“No! Don´t call me darling anymore. Are bạn so lonesome that bạn need this strumpet? Couldn´t bạn do it yourself? Did bạn even remember your family when you´re stucking into her?”
“I´m not sure if this is the right time to discuss those stupid things. We haven´t ever had sex together. It was a very very harmless breakfast, ok?”
“No Hugh, nothing is ok. She´s in tình yêu with you. bạn promised me to talk to her about it. bạn promised me thêm distance between bạn both. bạn promised me bạn talk to David about less Huddy-Promotion. bạn swear to me.”
“Darling I did that.”
“Yes, I see!”
“Well, ok…maybe there is something bạn should know about. Please forget these weird story in the magazines. I swear anew to you, I never slept with her.”
“I should know about? bạn never slept with her? But bạn Kiss her?”
“Ohh, come on Jo.”
“Jo, right? Is darling out now? What is it? Don´t have the tim, trái tim to ask me if bạn can have sex with her!”
“….You´re childish.”
“What is it?”
“We talked.”
“What about? Hopefully about what we´ve discussed during your summer recess.”
“Well, let me explain,….Lisa,….she is not really happy…..”
“ Oh what a pity….” (if sarcasm could kill, it just had done)
“You´re not funny. She´s a friend, and she asked me for help.”
“What? Does she need a boytoy? Will she taste a british one now?”
“Stop it! It´s enough! She had no luck in the past with her relationships but that isn´t a reason for bạn to trash her!”
“Do bạn tình yêu her?”
“….That´s quite not the point.”
“You do!”
“….She asked me about a sperm donation.”
beep,beep,beep,beep…………
“Jo? Darling?”
(...)