Grandma Rosiepuff の小説・ストーリー

Rosalie "Grandma! That's a naughty thing to say." I laugh along with my grandmother at something she said. She smiles at me. “I'm not a child, Rosie. I may be old but I used to get it down too when I was around your age." She winks at me and I can't help but erupt into another fit of laughter. I don't think I want to ever hear my grandmother use the term 'getting it down' again. I lift our joined hands to my face and warm her hand on my cheek.

She urged smiling widely, " Come over here. Brother still needs a lot of time to finished off his breakfast." I smiled back before sitting down on the chair that she had offered. She started to speak pushing the bowls one by one towards me, " By the way, I'm Rosie Gray. Your president is my big brother. You can call me Rose or Rosie whatever you like. " I smiled wholeheartedly at her friendly manner and responded briefly, " I'm Iris Young. You can call me Iris." She grinned before intending to start another topic as we all heard the breaking news on the channel.

She could barely open them to see her granny. “Good morning. You are still like you had school this morning” grandmother said, with a frown. “Can we not start, granny? Is it too early?” Rosa walked to where she sat and kissed her knuckles. “Good morning the queen of Reyes.” Hailing granny was another way of getting to her soft side. A blush crept into her face and she giggled like a sixteen-year-old girl. “You are never going to change” the old woman told her. Rosa reminded her of the old times with Grandpa Reyes. Her love would flatter anyone, and they fell in love with him.

and with that she sits down on my lap giggling as the lil girl reaches and and touches her leg. “Me win!” the little girl shouts “Extra desserts for all the pups. Thanks to Rosie!” Olivia bellows through her laughing. The little kids around the tables cheer. “Now granddaughter, what was that about?” Olivia’s eyes focus behind me just now noticing her grandma. “Grandma!” She jumps up off my lap and hugs and kisses her grandma. “Well you see I heard Rosie was having some problems at school as she had an accident making it to the bathroom on time so I thought why not help her out.” Her grandmother smiled proudly at her. She sat down in the chair next to mine. I swallowed the lump of disappointm

'' I chuckle at the end. Emmet joins me, ''What's with you and bumping into people, recently? I'll be there in five.'' He replies and I smile—knowing how he would always be there for me whenever I need him. Dropping my phone back in my purse, ''I'm Rose, by the way.'' I say, giving my hand as I earn a smile from him; seeing that he has a perfect set of dimples which surprises me at the sight of them. ''Elia,'' He replies, shaking my hand.

"Charlotte, you are a sensible and well-behaved child. Caroline has been spoiled ever since she was a child. Jeremy and Gina haven't accepted you yet. As time passes by, when they get old in the future, they will know that you are more sensible than Caroline." Rosy took my hand. And she spoke slowly. She spoke a lot of words, all of which was about an old woman's expectation for her family. But as I listened to her words, I couldn't help but ask, "Grandma, is it because of Caroline that you were hospitalized this time?" As soon as I finished my words, Rosy looked at me with a trace of surprise in her eyes. It seemed that she was surprised that I didn't know about it. But she covered it up so

Grandma said, reviving my spirits. I stared at Grandma with an incredulous look. My grandmother, Rosaline, who still looked beautiful in her old age, smiled gently and nodded. "Grandma, you're the best!" I exclaimed happily as I hugged her back tightly. "Of course, I'm the best. Did you know that now?" she teased, kissing my cheek playfully. Yes, 10-year-old me was a little boy with adorable, rosy chubby cheeks. Everyone at home would give in to my every whim if I made a sad face.

she replied. "Nothing much... Means something happened," I said. "Well... I'll be fucking someone today," she replied making me choke on my spit. "You'll be doing what?" I asked like I had not just heard what she said. "You heard me right," she replied. "But.... What about your mate?" I questioned. "Look... Rosie. I'm an Omega. I accept my fate that my mate may probably never accept me when he realizes who I am," she responded. " So ... It's best I enjoy my life before I get old."

She walks in and heads straight to the kitchen. Me and Lexi enter the house. I hear Lexi take in a shocked breath. The walls and the couch in the livng room is turquoise. The plant pots and picture frames are purple and everything else is pretty much pink. "This not what you expect?" "The pink hair was shocking enough." I laugh at that. Grandma Rose is a small, plump older lady, with bright pink hair. Grandma Rose comes into the room a couple of minuted later with a tea tray in her arms, filled with cups and a teapot and a pack of biscuits.

"Stop it, Dante. Let her eat breakfast in peace." Rosie’s warm voice cuts through the awkwardness. "Oh, my dear, don’t be embarrassed. Come, sit with us." She smiles kindly, motioning to the empty seat beside her. "I’m Rosie, Ryker’s grandmother. You guys were so tired last night, so I didn’t introduce myself earlier." I offer a shy smile, relieved at her kindness. "It’s nice to meet you, ma'am." "Please call me Rosie. We’re family now, aren’t we?"