" Dom , Dom. Where the hell did this come from ?" Grace's voice radiates through the penthouse. Smiling I keep up my pace on the treadmill. I knew exactly what she was speaking of. When she finally burst through the gym door, she runs to my side. Her hand thrust infront of her face, she look crazed. Bed hair sticking everywhere , pretty much naked.
" What is wrong my love ?" I smile jogging at a fast pace , she waves her hand infron of my face a duh look going off. " You know what I mean this ! This thing on my hand " she thrusts it forward again. Pressing the buttons on the treadmill I start to slow me down to a walk. I scowl at her " What is wrong ? Do you not like it ?" I say concerned. I had been picking it out since when I first asked her. When we got back yesterday Kia had told me
