CHAPTER 8

They got dressed and he walked down to eat breakfast that the chef had prepared. The maids upon seeing the hickeys on her neck and the way she limped down, they bursted into giggles before they retreated to the kitchen.

"Great!" She said with a sigh as she took her seat which made Blake look up.

"And then why is your face looking as if you ate lemon?"

"I am embarrassed!"

"And why would you say that?"

"Don't pretend as if you didn't hear the maids giggling the moment they saw me."

"Seriously and what would be so funny that they had to laugh?"

"Stop acting as if you don't know that I am walking as a broken wheelbarrow."

"What... Oh"

"Oh that's all you can say."

"Now I understand why they are laughing."

"Good heavens not you too. You are forgetting that I am in this position because of you. I don't think I can show my face in public."

"Really now! Don't you think you are being a bit more melodramatic."

"Even if I was it is understandable."

"Please by all means try to make me understand, cause last I looked we were legally married and it's normal for couples to to what we did."

"Well that doesn't mean that I cannot feel the shame that the maids saw in that situation."

"Now you blowing things put of proportion."

"I'm not!"

"Yes you are,"

"Not!"

"Are!"

"Not!"

"Are!"

"Not!"

"Are!"

They kept on bickering like kids until the maid came and found them still at it which made them laugh even more. They had never seem their employer this happy and quickly figured it out that he had fallen hard. Even though they knew that Blake and Brittany were childhood sweethearts, highschool sweethearts.

It made them believe that they would have been married by now with kids. But all is well that ends well at least they found each other again.

"Oh my goodness." She said hiding her face in her palm.

"What's the reason now?"

"Your maids must think that you for married to a child."

"Are you serious right now, can you please let the whole thing slide.?"

He rolled his eyes at her, he got and pulled the chair that was next to hers. He sat down and let his hand rub her core which jotted her to almost falling off the chair at the touch.

"Blake what are you doing?" She whispered in a hushed tone.

"I'm giving them something that they can gossip about and so you could rightfully feel embarrassed."

"Blake...ohh" she moaned as he slipped a finger inside her cunt and he watched as she tried hard not to moan but was failing. Time to time she would slip and moan, he increased the pace which made her hold onto the table for her dear life.

With her neck leaned neck he pressed his lips there and sucked as he fingered her. "Blake please I am so hungry. Can I at least eat some food."

"Sure,"

He said and they ate in silence and time to time he stole a kiss. He was behaving like the perfect husband and he was, she couldn't have asked for a better husband.

As soon as she finished eating and she drank some apple juice. He picked her and threw her over his shoulder and marched towards the stairs in the direction of their room. She had not even unpacked her suitcases.

He threw her on the bed before he joined her and started to attack her lips. She kissed him back with the same hunger and passion. He ripped her clothes as he had not time.

"That was my favourite" she whined.

"I'll get you another one" he growled before he slammed into her and started rough and hard. She moaned so loud that all their could hear was her moans and the sound of him pounding into her.

The maids along with the chef could hear them and busted into giggles "you should have seen how he scooped her and threw her over his shoulder before he marched towards their room," the 1st one maid said.

"I've never seen him so happy." Said the 2nd one.

"They make an excellent couple," replied the 3rd one.

"I can't wait to meet their kids" the 1st one said.

"The kids will be so cute" said the 3rd one.

Back in the room Brittany laid in Blake's arms and looked at him. She was wondering if he really did cheat on her. Something about that night was not right, but she couldn't place her hand on it.

She felt safe laying in his arms just like old times when they would lay on her bed in her bedroom. They would lay in silence and just enjoy each other's presence. Most of the time they never talked and when they did they would ask how one was doing, if everything was alright.