The ride back to the ranch was oddly quiet. We both decided to ignore the elephant in the room. For the first time in my life, it felt like someone had enjoyed my company, and then it all went downhill the moment the simple fact that I was married had to turn it awkward. The sun was high, Livin’ on a Prayer blasting from the radio and Lacey's low humming lulled me into a deep dream. For some ungodly reason, I fantasized about John Clark's deep blue eyes and warm smile. No one would blame me, he was extremely good looking but he was also not my husband, who was now walking toward us with a grim face. “Good evening ladies.” “Sir.” My choice of words was obviously a way to push him away, the same way he was treating me. I guess a taste of his own medicine, well was bitter for the look on his face. “How was your evening?” “Delicious. I might steal your wife again sometime.” The suggestive tone of Lacey’s voice made him frown. “I must go and return this truck, see you, babe.” We hugg

I hate the way John’s eyes follow me, Andreas is either oblivious or doesn’t care about him constantly watching my every move. From the moment I entered the room, I can feel their weight of them on me. Andreas' hand lays closely to mine over the table, he converses with both men about the day ahead of them while I place my attention on the grand breakfast in front of me. I’m a creature of habit so the toast and egg coffee is what I currently have on my plate. After having breakfast together a few times it surprises me that he knows when to pass the salt, when I’m about to rebutter my bread, and how much cream I like in my coffee, in another occasion I would have said something but right now the theatrics are necessary. We look like an actual married couple from the way we move, is like a coordinated dance, I just stretch my hand and he quickly knows what I want. “How long have you two been married?” “Almost two months, right little bird.” he fingers slider behind my hair making

As soon as I see their SUV drive away is like a ton of weight lifts off my shoulders. Staying alert all throughout the day is exhausting. Ending up the day with a headache has become the norm in the last few days. “Little bird.” “Umm?” Letting the curtains fall back in place I turn towards my husband. “Come here.” in a few steps, I find myself standing in the space between his open legs. His hands soon enough find my hips, shifting so that our bodies are touching. it’s become a habit of mine to touch his face, and his hair, running my fingers through it gives me a lot of pleasure. “Are you happy?” I suddenly ask him. “What?” “You just closed a deal with a big company.” I point out. “I’m so proud of you.” He freezes for a second, and his hand that had been moving on my legs stops moving while he looks at me with a surprised expression. Since we have been acting lovingly and caring in front of his now business partner the touching between us has become something normal, someth

It’s Christmas and I have yet to disclose my plans to Lacey. She sits on the couch with a drink in her hand while the rest of the guests parade around the room. “I got you what you ordered me to get you,” she whispers once I'm an earshot. “I could have gotten you those corsets.” There she goes again, talking about lingerie. “It's not like I'm ever going to use them.” “You never know.” She never loses hope. She keeps rooting for team Andreas but we've been married for three months and all that has happened has been mild. “Never say never.” I almost blurted out Camero’s name but the girl code stops me. She has been staying single for the longest time. Her friendly relationship with Dick left her content but also made her understand that some things aren’t meant for her. And I wish she would understand that it was almost the same. That he would never care for me. When it is time for the exchange of presents my heart fills with joy when Paige loves the paint set I got her, with A

“Come on, Buddy.” The second I push open the door she throttles in checking every nook and cranny of the place, one would think she hasn’t been at the house in weeks. “We’ll have dinner and watch a movie, right girl.” She plops herself on her small nook and watches me as I discard my bag on the small table and start peeling off clothes. “Thank you for helping with that awful man, it must be something in the air. Everyone is so angry all the time.” Ever since Buddy started living with me it's been a one-way conversation. She looks attentively whenever I talk to her and sometimes I think she understands but maybe is that I’m just used to her sensitive personality. The sound of music coming from the big house makes me smile, even through the hard time Daniel and Connie were able to stay together. They laugh, joke, and remember together. The old couple welcomed me from day one with open arms and I can’t repay them enough. “What do you think girl, a rom-com or should we continue watchi