Chapter 31: Visit

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I'm debating whether to have a cold shower or not...

I almost fell for it, it was obvious he was trying to get me to beg him...

His touch just makes me forget what my name is...

I sigh.

I got to control myself. I started this anyway...

I wonder what he's doing right now?
I turned to look at the clock 8 in the morning... Did Nathaniel have breakfast?

I bit my lip...

A visit won't hurt, right?

I got up real fast and I started to look into my closet.

I want to look pretty... I stop what I'm doing... Did I just think that?

You wanna tease him, remember? Show him he's the one that will end up begging you...

Yeah that's it...

I looked at my closet, I was going to take a pencil skirt but it's really cold... I look over my closet and take a few clothes out.

 I look over my closet and take a few clothes out

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Once I finish dressing I rush down stairs... As I get down there the boys get down as well.

I start heating up the French toast and I give some to them.

They look curiously at me.

"Are you going somewhere?" Eric asks.

I smile.

" Is it too obvious? "

Toby gives me a cheeky smile.

" You should take breakfast to your husband, he never eats!" Eric says.

" How do you know? " I ask him curiously.

" You don't make breakfast till after he's gone and when I come in the morning around 6:00 I saw him look around to see if you left something from last night's dinner!" Eric confesses.

" But you said he didn't eat breakfast... " I said astonished.

" He takes it for lunch...That's what he told me... He said he doesn't have time to go down and eat so he takes food from here." Eric said while eating up.

I frowned. Wow. Does Nathaniel really do that? He must have a lot of work then.

" I knew he loved your food. " Toby says while drinking his chocolate.

My food? Tobias is wrong Nathaniel probably doesn't have a lot of time to eat....

" No, he probably does have a lot of work, my poor husband. " I whispered.

Eric snorted and face-palmed himself.

I gave him a confused look.

" Scar, I'm really sure he likes your food and doesn't like eating from others! " Toby said.

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