"Could we get a bag of chocolate?"

"But we already have a bag back at home."

After picking Irene up the two decided to stick their fridge. But Jack would try to sneak in some snacks. In the end Irene would always double take the cart to check some unwanted items.

"But Irene." He smoldered her with kisses making a small attepmt to distract her so he can get his chocolate. But she wasnt having it.

She closed his puckered mouth and swung her index finger in a 'no'.

"Unless we finish the snacks back home you won't be seeing a new stock by then." She carried the basket away from the pouting Jack who aimlessly followed.

When Jack was busy getting a few things from the shelf Irene was busy finding carrots.

But she only found only one fresh bag. They where all brown and looked like they stayed on the shelf for probably years.

Irene reached out only for another hand went over to claim the same bag only to retract back.

When she peeked over to the girl it was a colored woman. Irene smiled and handed the freshly colored carrots to the girl.

"Oh no I can always find another one." The girl said politely.

She hurriedly pushed the bags aside tryjng to find another bag or fresh carrots. But to he disappointment she couldnt find any better carrote. Irene felt slightly bad and shoved her stack to the girl.

"You can have these, I was just stocking up the fridge anyways." Irene smiled.

The girl looked at the carrots then back to Irene. She hesitantly took the the carrots and gave her a grateful smile.

"I'm Camille Washington."

Camille pulled her hand out to Irene who took it.

"Irene Castello."

The two walked together out of the isle to get to know each other more. They reached the condiment isle where Camille needed to be.

"Your a growing actor? Wow that's amazing." Amazement laced Irene voice. She was indeed impressed she never met a black to be an actor. Only in screen but they weren't the main characters.

Camille flushed in embarrassment, "Yeah, nothing major. Just a maid is all."

She snickered, "That's still good! That's just a starting point. Maybe you'll get a leading role in the future."

Camile smile faltered as she looked down slightly, placing the condiment in her basket and tucking her hand to clutch her arm, "I dont know.. I dont think a colored person has ever gotten a leading role."

A frown knitted onto Irene's small face. Yes racism is disgusting. She didnt like the idea separation by color. It wasnt fair, especially for Laylanis case.

Instead of spitting insults to others Irene held a gleaming smile, "Well if ever, people better get over with it. If your the first colored person to ever step in the screen with the main role I'll spit my saliva on their noses to those protestor against the idea."

Camile laughed in amusement, "Will do."

♤

"Jack I told you no snacks!"

She scolded him as the climbed the stairs of their flat. Jack behind her pouting.

"I'm sorry darling. I couldnt help it.. but thank you for buying it?"

When she unlocked the doors and placed the grocers on the table top sighing tiredly. She couldnt stay mad at him.

She strides over to her pouting husband and kissed his cheek, "I'll let it go this one time."

About to let go of his cheek, Jack retracted her hand and placed in by his cheek once more, caressing it in delight.

Irene chuckled in amusement, "Its not that soft."

His eyebrows raised, he started feeling her palm like it was a general kitten, "It feels like kitten paws." His comment made her laugh.

"But it's time to let go of the kittens paw." She purred. He gently lowered her hand and Irene made her way back to the kitchen to organize the grocers.

Jack came in to help but he only help unload the snacks in the pantry, leaving all the vegetables and meat to Irene.

"Jack, you better have put those snacks neatly."

She heard shuffling and clanks falling from the snack pan. This made her grimace. When she looked at Jack the snacks weren't neatly piled but scattered on the floor, Jack trying to retract them back in their rightful place.

"Oh dear," Irene wheezed trying to control her laughter, "Let me help you."

Irene kneeled down the pantry and started to organize the food leaving Jack in awe.

"Sorry, not really my best quality." He gave a half smile apologizing on his behalf.

Irene only shook her head, "Oh I already know this isnt your specialty. Your good at everything except organizing." He snorted in response.

When she was finally finished she felt his hands place themselves on her waist. Her eyes widened as she knew what he was about to do.

He tickled her nonstop and she wheezed in laughter and pain.

The laughter didnt stop when he took her to the bedroom and placed her down softly. Her laughter didnt stop when he started kissing her neck and waist.

"Jack! Stop the tickles imma wheeze—" her laughter continued when Jack kissed her stomach and blew on it. Making loud fart sounds.

But he got the memo and stopped himself from tickling her any further than he has.

When he finally had enough he covered his lips with Irene's. She played with his hair, messing with his usual clean hair.

Jack broke the kiss. They both panted but never broke eye contact, "I l–.. I fucking adore you.. so much. "

♤

Just a few days later Irene couldnt seem to get over Jack's sudden playfulness. It only made her blush even more.

It was the best thing she and Jack had encountered for days on end.

Everyone seem to notice her sudden bright face. Even Donald seem to notice. But he wasnt complaining, it was one of those rare times she would smile.

He only wish it was him who made her smile.

The best part was her small humming. And they all what happens when shes humming.

Just then a melody chorused through the room. It was Irene singing a soft tune. She would do this when she was very happy. She wasnt scared to share her voice.

"Fly me to the moon and let me play among the stars.. and let me see what spring is like on Jupiter and Mars."

Tussle Bowen slowly turned the juke box off making Irene's voice clearer, more powerful.

Schwabs grew ever so quiet. Only mutters can be heard as the audience listens to the serenading girl.

"Fill my heart with song and let me sing forevermore. You are all I long for.. all I worship and adore."

Just then, Jack came into Schwabs. But was quickly startled by his wife's voice echoing the room.

He smiled, making his way to the counter and enjoying her voice. He felt adoration in his chest. He admired her so much it hurts.

"In other words.. please stay true.
In other words.. I love you."

When Irene continued to clean other tables with only a hum following her, the crowd erupted with loud claps and whistles making Irene jump.

Irene looked around her. Everyone in the room where filled with smiles. But only one smile grew the most.

Jack clapped louder than anyone else. His smile was overly big for his face, reaching his ears just the slightest.

She flushed in embarrassment but couldnt help but smile.

Once thanking the audience she made her way to Jack. He opened his arms for Irene and she gladly accepted. Hugging him was always the best for Irene.

Jack kissed the top of her head and placed his chin above it.

"Ready for your appointment?"

Irene nodded vigorously. She was nervous as to say, "Just let me check out."

The juke box started to play again. Softer tunes filled in the diner. Urina Skeltin was managing the register only to look up and smirk at the singing lady.

"Lookie lookie here, our singing star." Her manager gushed.

Irene shifted in embarrassment but gave her a toothy smile, "Its actually time for me to sign–"

"Yes yes, I remember," she waved off, "You can go Castello."

She silently thanked Urina and as quickly as she can she left the room.

Just when Irene shut her locker Donald came in. He stood there by the door uncomfortably and shifted every few seconds.

Irene still didnt forgive him for accusing Jack.. so she didnt bother talking to him. But she knew she had to at some point.

When none of the two started a conversation Irene stepped foward to get out. Donald then grabbed her arm hurriedly so she wouldn't leave. She spun around to face him.

"Donald could you just–"

"I'm sorry," he spat out like venom. Irene tilted her head confusion upon her feature as he then spoke, "For saying shit about your husband.. will you forgive my sorry ass?"

His grip on her forearm never faltered. She looked to Donald then back to his iron grip, "Yeah.. just let me go."

Donald reluctantly let go but he still felt the guilt poor in his heart. Just by seeing his broken face Irene sighed and patted his shoulder with glee.

"Even if what you said might have been true I won't forgive you. But as long as you apologize for the wrongs you have said.. I'll always forgive you."

♤

"You two own your own home?"

"Oh no, were just renting at the moment."

Jack was sitting on his seat impatiently as the doctor asked questions about their upcoming baby. Not to mention his form of small talk was awkward between the two.

"Cervix feels just about right. Well its probably just as well." He began to put his tools to use which makes Irene have a sudden jittery feeling. More of nervousness.

"Because you know what they say, having a kid is just as expensive as having a mortgage."

Irene glanced towards Jack. He definitely was impatient, he only gave her a tight smile in return.

"Alright," the doctor said enthusiastically, "Let's see if we can hear a heartbeat..Now just relax."

It was silent as the doctor tried to locate the heart bear of their unborn child.

But the doctor was very talkative he couldnt keep himself from shutting up, "Started a nursery yet?"

"Oh no," Jack answered, "Were living in a efficiency so their isnt really room for a separate nursery."

The doctor scrunched his eyebrows together as he looked up towards Jack, "So, your have a baby and looking for a new apartment? Sheesh, that's no fun."

Irene wanted to scoff towards his rude behavior but stiffled back with a snide remark, "Are you finding a heart beat or–"

"They also raised the price for formula so keep that in mind–oh oh!"

Jack was looking around anywhere but his wife but quickly snapped back when he heard the doctor's urgency.

"What?" Irene asked.

He looked to his patient and smirked, "Twins."

Their eyes grew large at the sudden news, "What?" The married couple said together in sync.

"Yep, two heartbeats"

Jack felt light headed, "You gotta be kidding me." He fell to the floor, knocked out like a sloth.

Irene gasped at her husbands from as she yelled, "Jack?!"

♤

I think the way I introduced Camille to the story was horrible.. but ill try to edit it after the book is finished.