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Ken broke into a smile.
"That's a great idea."
Your hands are definitely warmer now. What with the run and of course, Ken's hand enveloping yours. You break into a smile. He hadn't let go of it since..............
Something catches your eye.
"Hey look at that!" You say, pointing to a photo machine standing by the pavement. It was one of those machines that took your photo and gave you a picture of what your future kids would look like. (author's note: for the sake of this story lets just say it was empty) "Let's go and take one" you tug. This time, it is you who drag him over to the machine before waiting for him to reply.
"Is this one... one of those that show you what your kids look like?" he asked quizzicly. Propping up an arm against a nearby rail, he examined the machine, reading the words and examining the photos that were displayed proudly for all to see. You'd think he was studying some exotic flower he had or something, you laugh to yourself. "Let's take one," he announced suddenly, pulling some change out of his pocket.
"Ready and waiting for you," you smile impishly stepping in front of the booth. Ken moves closer and puts his arm around you. (^.^) "So, what do you want?"
"huh?"
You were so absorbed in the warmth of his arm you forgot about the reason why you were standing there. "The photo," he reminds with a good-natured grin on his face and pointing to the screen. "Shall we have a boy or a girl?"
"Ummmmmmmmmmmmm......"
You say...
This story was written by Chess. All rights reserved. ^_^