The next morning Marie awakened to the sound of someone’s raspy breathing. Her eyes flew open and found Steven’s on the floor as he bared his teeth at her.“What? Why are you glaring at me?”“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He grunted in a brusque tone that set her on edge.“Steven? What’s wrong? Did I say something in my sleep?”“No. You’ve been surprisingly quiet, haven’t you?” Steven replied, pushing himself off the floor and snatching his t-shirt from the bed before heading to the bathroom.Marie massaged her temple as she tried to recount whatever offense she had committed this time to land in his bad books.“Steven?” She called out as she kicked off the covers to follow him.The only reply he gave was the aggressive blast of the shower being turned on. She headed to the sofa and sank into it. If they both took turns in getting upset with each other, what time would be left to enjoy their romantic weekend?Ten minutes later, he emerged from the bathroom with a stern look
Rick sat quietly as Amelia wrapped her arms around him and covered his face with kisses. Steven chuckled as Rick made a face and attempted to wipe off her kisses.“My sweet sweet boy. I missed you.” Amelia cooed, smiling at an unimpressed Rick who looked smothered with her affection.“It's only been three weeks, Granny.”“That’s more than enough time away from my sweet angel, don't you think?” She asked, planting another kiss on his cheek.“Granny!” Rick exclaimed, swerving out of her reach and coming to stand beside him.“Hey honey, why don't you follow Sarah upstairs and pack the rest of your things while I thank Steven and Marie for taking such wonderful care of you.”“How do you know they took wonderful care of me?” Rick challenged.“Well, didn't they?” Amelia countered, arms akimbo.“They did. But you've always told me assumption is the lowest form of knowledge and now you're doing the same thing.”“Richard! Go up there and pack your things and stop bothering me.”Steven smiled a
“Steven?” Marie's voice snapped Steven out of his reverie as he caught himself and straightened up. Marie rounded the corner and came to stand where he was. His eyes darted to the sleeping figure of Sandra who apparently was still asleep. Had she kissed him thinking he was Zed?“I saw Sandra's car in the driveway. Oh, she's asleep.”“Yes… She err… She was waiting for you, actually. She fell asleep a couple of minutes ago.” Steven replied, clamping his hand over his mouth to get rid of the residue of Sandra's lipgloss. He hated that he could taste her lips on his right now.“Steven!”“Huh?”“You seem distracted. I was asking if she told you what's wrong?”“Something about her relationship with Zed. Said he was two-timing her?”“No! He didn't! How dare he?” Marie snapped, earning a raised eyebrow from him.“Let's discuss this in the kitchen so we don't wake her. She practically cried herself to sleep.” He whispered.“Oh, okay.” Marie said, walking with him to the kitchen and taking a se
“You're kidding, right?” Steven demanded as Marie shook her head sideways and tried to get him to calm down. She knew the likely reaction but had no choice but to ask for his help anyway. Her best friend was in a bad state and all that mattered was making sure Sandra got through the next couple of days without falling apart.“I don't want that woman staying here.” He insisted, shaking himself off from her grip and walking towards the bed.“You want me to toss my heart-broken best friend who needs me to the streets? Is that what you want, Steven?”“Marie. I don't want this to become an issue between us?”“Is this even my home?” The words escaped from her mouth before she could stop them. Steven’s eyes darkened as his gaze shot up to her face.“What do you mean is this your home? I invited you to move in. And in case you forgot, we're married.”“Fake-married.” She flung back hotly, crossing her arms over her chest.“Really? Take a moment to listen to yourself, Marie.” He said. The hurt
The next morning, Steven sauntered to the kitchen for a cup of coffee when he smelled the aroma of burning food.“Arghhhhh. My potatoes.” Sandra exclaimed while running to turn off the flame. Steven sighed inwardly as he walked past Sandra who stood glaring at him as though he was somehow the reason her food had gotten burnt.“Morning.” He said, strolling to the coffee pot while debating whether to go back to put on a shirt. He had temporarily forgotten about the presence of the stranger in his home and had felt content to roam around bare cheated while he drank his coffee but the way Sandra's eyes were roving over his bare torso made him uncomfortable.“Good Morning, Steven.” She said as her face crumpled into a sad expression. She wasn't going to begin another crying spell today, was she?“Do you feel better this morning?” He asked for a lack of something better to say.“No, I feel worse. Yesterday I was simply heartbroken, now I am not only heartbroken but hungover. I think I'm goi
“Do you feel better now?” Steven croaked, as he patted Sandra’s back.“I don’t know. This makes me feel so much better, please just a little longer, Steven.” She mumbled against his skin. Whenever Marie whispered things against his bare body, it usually felt like his entire being was being set on fire from the warmth of her breath, but with Sandra, it felt so uncomfortable. Plus, he had no idea how to explain this to Marie if she walked in on him right now.“I’m probably not going to be hugged like this for a while? Who am I kidding? I probably won’t be hugged like this for the rest of my life!” She cried out, as Steven found himself forced once again to say,“Shhhhh…You’ll find someone to love you.” Steven said. A few moments later, she nodded and pulled away from him.“Can you tell me what’s wrong with me? Am I somehow lacking? Please, look at me.” She pleaded in a sultry voice that had Steven looking at her tearstained eyes and lips, and then the rest of her. She had a nice body th
Marie’s hand shook as she put on her earrings, she was still so unsettled by what Alden had told her. After making her drive to his place to meet up with their 6 AM appointment, he had refused to give an exact name. He had however hinted at the fact that he had someone watching the situation closely and that Theodore was definitely not the man they were looking for. When she had asked why Theodore had been trying to get another job and meeting with contacts from their rival agencies, Alden had laughed in her face and told her that working in an agency didn’t stop one from being friends with people from other agencies. But the real shock had come when he said he had done some snooping and found out why Theodore had been looking for another job. Apparently, Theodore’s wife had been diagnosed with Alzheimers and he wanted to spend more time at home with her. According to Alden, he had been too embarrassed to disclose the reason and hadn't wanted to attract pity. But if he knew he was fac
Was this really for comfort?Steven gripped Marie’s hand tightly and held on to her. He had no idea what she planned to do but from the venomous look she had tossed at Zed who was now walking towards them, he had no doubt that the situation would escalate out of control if he let her go.“Good Morning, Boss. Marie.” Zed said to him, barely sparing a glance at Marie. That was a smart choice as even Stven could feel the animosity coursing through her veins“Is it? Is it really a good morning, though?” Marie asked in a steely voice, causing Zed to narrow his eyes.“Excuse us, Zed.” Steven said, leading her away from where Zed stood with an astonished expression on his face. Marie said nothing as they rode the elevator to the office but he knew she would give him an earful once they arrived at his office, which was why he intended to set her head straight first. Pulling out stern Steven was probably the thing to make her realize that meddling in her friend’s relationship was a bad idea.Th