Moving plan

I tapped my pen on my book. I glanced at the stew on the stove from time to time, maybe I should let it be a little bit more so it would be thicker.

I stared at my notebook again. This is my moving on plan. Healing plan? Or something like that. Since I know, me being a problem can ruin my relationship with Ayden, and I don't want him to get tired or bored with me because of my problem, and I think I need to let it go. It's past, it should be a lesson, not a burden.

And my model role of moving on is Jade Wilson, seeing him together with Diana for almost six years, it's amazing. And seeing him fighting his own hurdle is also amazing. And since I can only use them as my revision, I think they are such a beautiful couple.

I'm pretty sure he found it hard too, to heal, therefore he confessed his feelings when he was finally able to forget everything. Not everything, obviously. Is he a saint? What I meant is move forward, let down his guard and start to believe in someone and be stronger, enough to fight his own fear. And he told me that he took about two or three years just to confess, and was still having a hard time. Eventually, he finally healed, so I need to follow his steps but make it in one year! Or maybe two...but since I already date Ayden, I need to overcome my fear quicker.

Does that even make sense? Don't rush things, Maddison. Just do what you can do and let time heal. I nodded my head a little and glanced at my notebook again.

Wear whatever I want

Treat myself better

Learned how to go out and do something fun for myself.

Find something that makes me happy.

make him happy.

I tapped my pen again. No matter how many times I look at this plan, it seems simple and effortless.

I looked at myself and pondered. I mean I love the way I dress up. And it's comfortable. But maybe I can wear a skirt? But midi one. Not too short and not too long and since it's summer, long pants are a bit...tiresome. Maybe...

I can do that much. I stood up and switched off the stove and sat down again. I took out my phone and started to survey skirts online.

This black one looks cute but since it's my first time, I'm just going to buy one and let's see if it suits me or not.

Add on cart. Check out. Done.

Number two is to treat me better. Maybe I can take a hot bath tonight, scrub my body with Diana's stuff, and I think she had that bath bomb at my home, let's use that too. And what else she left at my house?

Maybe I should buy a new perfume since the cheap one just...faded away right after I moved. Should I buy something expensive?

I searched for the latest favourite perfume on safari. And I gasped at this one. It's said to be a unique mix of jasmine, cedar, and amber that's warm, sensual, and strong yet somehow soft...The scent description is a bit tempting but the price. Oh god. I imagine how Ayden would react to that one. I gulped.

I kinda want it.

"...."

I bite my lips as I close my eyes. Should I buy it? But I never bought anything expensive before! I never bought anything!

I open my eyes again and ponder.

I didn't know shopping online can be nerve-wracking? I closed my eyes and clicked it anyway. I feel like I'm about to cry.

Number three is a bit hard, let's skip that one first.

Number four...what makes me happy? I always thought that working would make me happy or money would but I think it's not the case. Hmm. I glanced at the TV in the living room. Maybe I should try watching a movie.

I grabbed my book, pen and phone and walked leisurely to the living room and plopped myself on the sofa.

I switched it on and searched for something to watch until I saw this one, called Thor. Okay, the actor is...hot. Okay let's search for more...okay this one...the poster looks...sexy. I shook my head more and I ended up watching How To Train My Dragon instead.

And it's surprisingly good. I wasted my three working hours watching a movie and another three hours watching the second one. And I stretched my body and gasped when I realised it's sunset already. I quickly shoved my book inside the bag and went to the laundry room. I fucking forgot about laundry. Ayden will be home soon and I haven't cooked rice yet, I thought I wanted to try cooking Japanese Stew but damn, I just forgot about it and I need to watch the third movie too. Then I changed my mind and ran to the kitchen instead, heating the stew that was already cold and cooking the rice quickly.

I am in such a rush. Damn it!

I heard a pin sound and I'm panicking. Okay, hold on. He will take a bath, and that would probably take half an hour. We got enough time to cook rice. I quickly went to a fridge and opened it with a blank mind.

"Why am I opening this again?" I murmured to myself.

"Baby~ Your husband is home~" he sang from the door loudly and I still don't know why I'm opening the fridge. I went back to the stove and switched it off and went to the doorway to see the 'husband'.

"Welcome home." he looked at me with a smile and showed off the plastic bag. Ah...alcoholic beverage. My nemesis.

"Let's drink for tonight."

"Aren't you already drunk?" I could smell booze and perfumes from him, even though we were five feet apart. And how the hell is he coming home? Drunk drive? Maybe Susan? If it's Susan, then it's fine but what if he's drinking with someone else?

Jealousy somehow keeps knocking inside my heart.

He grinned like an idiot but was still stunning which is bad for my heart.

"I'm not drunk yet, I only drank one cup, and went back home. It's too noisy there and I want to drink with my princess tonight."

"I can't drink," I swear, I will never drink...again!

"Can't drink like can't drink or cannot drink?"

What's the difference?

"Both!"

He chuckled wickedly, slipping his slippers and pushed me to the dining table. I put the plastic bag on the table and went to the kitchen.

"Ah, stew? Great! Okay, you just stay there, I'll do everything from here."

"I don't think the rice is ready." I stood up and went beside him. He already scooped the stew into a square bowl with a creepy laugh. Actually, it sounds like he is so happy. It's not creepy, it's cute. Like small giggles.

"Did something happen today? At work?" I grabbed the other bowl and scooped the blanched vegetables. Couldn't help but smile too.

"Hehe!" he laughed happily. "Yeah, we almost finished arranging the gallery, and we also received this project, I'm so excited about it. But I'm going to be busy preparing for it...and also I'm going to be super busier than usual since we have few more clients, so you can have a few days off if you want to. I will probably sleep in at the office too to finish up my draft for my project before moving to another draft. I need to show it to my clients ASAP." he said, bringing the food to the table and I followed him. I went to grab a juice for myself since I can't drink.

And we both sat at the table, waiting for the rice cooker.

Hmm...maybe I can do more research about my plan on my off days. Since my boss allowed me to.

"What about you, sweetheart? How's your day?"

"Great! I watched two movies today…" erk. I just told him that I slacked off without knowing. He looked at me with a smile. Ah, so beautiful.

"Really? What movies?" he asked with a wide smile.

"How to train your dragon one and two," I said, a little bit excited.

He let out a soft laugh and nodded.

"Do you like it?" he asked.

I nodded and laughed bashfully. I mean, I don't watch movies. And all of the movies he showed me before did not even pick my interest and finally, I found something that caught me off guard. So I'm a bit...how do you say this...proud?

"Why didn't you finish it till the third one?" he asked again, glancing at the rice cooker as he heard the sound that showed the rice finally cooking. He stood up again and my eyes followed him, turned one hundred and eighty, resting my hand on the backrest and staring at his back.

"I realised that I slacked off so I went to do laundry but realised I hadn't cooked the rice yet. And it's late already." He laughed again. That would be my favourite sound of the day. Is he drunk? He laughed too much.

"Slacking off a little bit is fine sometimes. I don't mind it at all."

What a nice boss.

He came back with two bowls of rice, one for him and one for me. He gave me the cutleries and we started to dine our dinner.

I glanced at him who opened the beer can and took a sip. He only used one hand, and one finger to open the can. Wow. Somehow that's kinda sexy. Haha!

"Do you drink often?" I asked him with curiosity.

"Only on a good day."

"What about the bad day?"

"I'll just go to the gym, I guess. Or visit my mom and dad back in Lacock."

My mouth shut, I see. So he's from Lacock and he only drinks on good days.

"I'll take you there soon, mom and dad would love to see you."

I smile sarcastically at him. "And how do you know they would like to see me?"

"I never brought a girl nor a lady home before. This means, if I do, I am really into that person and will marry her. And you are that person."

I gulped. Marry me? Okay...okay...I will mark that word!

"And damn, darling. How can you're so good with cooking?" He looked at me with a bright smile.

I know, right? I only ate instant noodles before I met you, is what I want to say. But I wouldn't say that. That sounds depressing and for some reason I want him to see my good side too, not just flaw, but perfection.

Perfection? Me? Ah, damn. Every word he said was supposed to be illegal. It's not good for my heart!