I'll Follow Him

Arabella’s POV

"Just home?" Dallas greeted us at the front door. Looking sour with her arms folded. "I've called you several dozen times, but none of you have picked up. Are you guys on purpose?"

I sighed. Having just returned from a walk, I was treated to his endless nagging. I showed the paper bag I had been carrying and gave it to Dallas. "A souvenir for you. Move aside, I'm going in.

"What?" He sounded confused, but I managed to push him into giving way and stepped inside. I wanted to get to my room before Dallas continued his tirade. "Here...."

I could hear Dallas opening the gift I'd quickly prepared and then turning my head silently to see his reaction. I had thought he wouldn't look at me, but now he seemed so happy to see me. "What?" I blurted out even as I saw his face light up.

Dallas immediately came forward to hug me without me being able to stop him. "I love you so much, Bella." He patted my back before releasing our embrace while I hurriedly picked up my interrupted oxy