Their love story

" Aren't you being stingy with your money?" Louis questioned at the same time lifting the corners of his lips.

" Of course not. I simply wanted to eat from the same serving as my brother and I don't see any problem with that. Am thoughtful, aren't I? I even asked them to serve on a big take-out packaging."

" Thoughtful indeed. I wasn't expecting such. Let me put Hunter to sleep, he will have his serving when he wakes up. By the way, how was work?" Louis stood up and marched towards the lounge room which was positioned next to one of the book shelves with Hunter in his arms.

" The usual answer. It was fine, just that today I am much more tired. And, I can see that you got piles and piles of files here, so am assuming that it will be a sleepless night for you tonight." Blake pointed at the heap of papers which were placed on the seat next to her.

Louis hurried back and sat down after he tucked Hunter under the blankets.

" Nope, am leaving for home tonight. Am too tired to keep up. If I stay up, then I might end up dying before my time. And, am planning on visiting brother in a few days time."

Louis said while massaging his wrist and arms before proceeding to eat.

The Ford siblings conversed as they had their dinner with Hayden sitting on top of Louis's lap. Hayden's small stature became even more tiny when embraced by his uncle's muscular arms.

After they had their dinner, Louis finalized some documents before driving the mother and sons home.

*** JohnsTown - City ***

In one of the suburbs, a tall man clad in a silver suit stood leaning on the balcony. Slowly, he took a drag of his cigarette while he eyed the city before him with narrowed eyes. His black hair danced as the wind blew filling the air with the smell of cigars. A small smile graced his lips. Eventually, he turned around when he heard the sound of footsteps approaching from behind.

" What have you found so far, any new piece of info or still the same old story?" He looked straight at the other person who came to stand before him.

" He doesn't pose as a threat. He has been keeping a low profile for the past six years. If am allowed to ask, why do you hate him so much?"

A young man with pretty facial features stood with his head slightly lowered. Confusion graced his looks.

" That doesn't concerns you, all you need to do is to keep an eye on him, and make sure that he doesn't pull any funny pranks on my son or anybody in the Ford family. You may leave me alone."

With a wave of his hand, the man dismissed the young man named Roy. He remained standing as he played with his cigarette lighter. An unfathomable expression flashed in the depths of his eyes.

" Sir, I think I should remind you that he has been gone for many years and finding information about him is like looking for a spring of water in the Sahara desert."

Roy turned to leave immediately after giving his little advice, leaving the man to stand alone.

" Well done. You have done a good job by hiding" A creepy smile appeared on the man's face as he stroked his goatee.

*****

Upon getting home, the Ford siblings helped the kids with their bath after Hunter had had his supper. Blake took the little ones to bed before Louis bade them goodbye and left.

*****

" Come here. You must be so tired after a long day at work, I will offer you a massage." Wiggling her fingers up in the air, Blake pulled Greg to the couch inside their bedroom.

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Greg Jameson, the husband to Blake Ford- Jameson was a friend of Louis. The two were well known to be university heartthrobs back then during their days. Their friendship was on another level, more like brothers.

Greg was not a local resident of Grey View City, therefore they mostly spent time together at the Fords mansion during school vacations. And obviously, that is how the heartthrob Greg got to meet the young Ford, Blake.

It was love at first sight for the both of them.

*****

With her pink cheeks, Blake appeared more like a teenage university student. One could not pinpoint that she was a mother to two toddlers due to the glow on her face and body.

Greg had just finished showering and his black hair was dripping wet while faint smoke emanated from his body.

" I would highly appreciate that, my lady." He said replying to her earlier statement.

He then sat on the couch and took his pajama top off before lying down. His toned figure came into Blake's view and slowly she ogled his upper body. She then kneeled on the tiny space left on the couch and began her massage.

" Have I told you that you are a beautiful and a wonderful soul." Blake trailed the outline of Greg's lower back while rubbing the skin on his sides softly.

" You have told me that a million times, but each time you do, it feels like the day we first met."

Blake stopped rubbing his back as she looked down at his face, " It's the truth though."

Greg opened his closed eyes, looked up at her face and squeezed her left hand resting on his shoulder.

" Since it's the truth then I guess it can't be helped. You are wonderful too. Now let's get back to the massage."

Hearing this, Blake kissed the top of his head and went back to massaging his back and shoulders.

" This feels really good, babe. I wish we could do this everyday. And, could you move a bit lower... Yeah yeah, that's the spot. Please add a little pressure... Now that's more like it."

Only Greg's voice sounded as Blake concentrated on massaging his upper body.