Pete & Daisy
by Tani Hanes
Genre: NA Romance
Release date: May 14th 2018
He needs a place to live, she needs a baby daddy.
Pietro Santangelo and Marguerite White are students at prestigious Columbia University in New York City. She is a fun-loving, free spirit who finds herself in a bit of a familial bind, he is an exchange student with a chronic case of poverty. They concoct a plan that they think will work, not realizing how much changes with two simple words
Pete merely looked at her and opened a box of books. He took some out and began placing them on the shelves, bending and stretching at his task. He had a nice back, broad shoulders and muscles that could be seen clearly under his light blue T-shirt.
Daisy watched for a minute, fascinated.
"Like what you see?" he asked without turning around.
She jumped at the sound of his voice. "Well, you're the only thing in the room that's moving, you know?" she said by way of explanation.
He turned around to look at her, books in either hand, a small grin on his face. "Of course, what was I thinking?" he asked rhetorically. "And look. We're both adults here, hm?" He looked carefully at her. "The couch we just brought up here cost fifty dollars at the second-hand store, and has to be at least thirty years old. I don't want to sleep on it, and I don't think you're going to want to sleep on it, either."
She shook her head.
"So the bed is nice and big," he continued. "I think we can manage, don't you? We can share the bed." He watched her for her reaction. "I give you my word this is not going to be a problem for me. At all. Is this going to be a problem for you?"
She looked at him. "Really? At all?" She recovered from the unintentional meaning of his words quickly. "No, it won't be a problem for me, either," she said firmly. "We can share the bed."
They ended up taking the subway; Daisy could tell that traffic in midtown and lower
Manhattan would be a mess because of the weather. They emerged from the station to gray skies and trash blowing across the sidewalks. It was a relief to duck into the store and remove their layers of clothing.
She looked through the various departments, asking Pete's opinion on just about
everything. She wasn't pregnant enough for full on maternity wear, so instead she picked out pants with elastic waists and loose, flowing shirts with lots of material.
Pete enjoyed watching her emerge from the fitting rooms in the various clothes. He was
supposed to look at her, after all, she needed his opinion.
She came out once wearing outrageous stretch pants with a colorful pattern of tulips
dancing around on a purple background. She turned around while smoothing them over her hips, looking at her reflection in the mirror, asking, "What do you think? Do they make my ass look huge?"
As Pete looked at the body part in question, silently telling himself that in those pants her
bottom looked like a bit of flowery perfection, she answered her own question, muttering,
"Who am I kidding? My ass looked huge before, looks like a fucking bus now."
She looked up at him in the mirror. "Well? Too much? I should be trying to find pants that
don't draw attention to that particular part of my body, huh?"
He dragged his eyes away from her delectable posterior, forcing himself to look at her
face as she chewed her lip, waiting for his opinion.
"What? No, definitely not," he replied decisively. "They look absolutely lovely on you.
Very cheerful, especially on a nasty day like today. They're like a little bit of springtime."
He grinned at her. "In fact, I'd say you need these pants--no, we need these pants in our lives."
He stepped closer to her and put his hands on her hips, giving her a little shake, looking
down at her upturned face. "Let me buy these pants for you, hm?" he asked softly.
"What?" She stepped away. "No, absolutely not. You don't need to be buying my clothes
"Please, Daisy," he begged. "It would make me so happy."
She looked at him, trying to figure out whether or not he was kidding.
He looked completely serious.
When they got to the register, he pulled the pants out of the pile of clothes she was
buying and stepped to the next register to pay for them, grinning happily at her. She shook her head at him.
About the Author:
My name is Tani Hanes, and I am a 51 year old substitute teacher. I'm from central California and am a recent transplant to New York City. The most important things to know about me are that I'm punctual, I love grammar and sushi, and I'm very intolerant of intolerance. The least important things to know about me are that I like to knit and I couldn't spell "acoustic" for 40 years. I've wanted to write since I was ten, and I finally did it. If you want to write, don't wait as long as I did, it's pointless, and very frustrating!
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