Bryce & Chelsi

"Whatever is going through your head right now, which I don't really have to guess," I said, glancing down at the clear bulge in his jeans then back up at his face, "don't count on it too much. Okay sugar? Are we going to eat or not?" 

"The kitchen and dining room is this way." With her hand still in mine and I led her down the hall.

As soon as I smelled the food my mouth watered and my stomach grumbled. "How many servants do you have?" I asked out of curiosity.

"Just two. They're good people, you'll like them."

"Do they do everything for you?" 

"Just what I ask them to do which isn't that much."

"And what are you expecting me to do?" 

"I told you the basics earlier and since you'll have them here to help too it won't be much. Just make sure you have dinner with me in the evenings, I'd like to hear about your day."

"Why?"

"Because you're my wife and I think we should socialize.That's what married people do, right?"

"How the hell should I know. My dad left us when I was little, then he got executed, my stepdad was a total bastard, my mom died out in the wilderness of pneumonia, and the only guy I've ever been with cheated on me. I don't exactly have a good grasp of relationships." 

I sighed. Fuck, that was a stupid thing to say since I knew most of what had happened to her and what she'd been through. "I shouldn't have said that, I'm sorry."

"No need to apologize. You're probably right, I just don't know. Not trying to be rude though, but can we eat? If I have to smell that food any longer, I may just attack your kitchen table." 

"Yeah, of course. Help yourself." I told her as we sat down to eat.

I made myself a plate and took a small bite, unable to hold back a small moan. The pot roast was juicy and tender, and quite honestly the best thing I'd ever tasted in my life. "Damn this is really good," I said and took another bite, trying not to scarf the whole thing down.

I smiled. "Eat all you want, we have plenty."

"Don't tell me that, I'll be tempted to eat so much I'll turn into a blimp right before your eyes," I said and took another bite.

I chuckled "That doesn't matter to me."

"Oh really? And why not?"

"Because you'd be gorgeous either way."

I felt myself blush but refused to look up at him. "You're just saying that to get in my pants. But I appreciate the compliment all the same," I said and took another bite. 

"I'm not just saying that to get you in bed. I thought that when I first seen your photo."

Not that I would mind him getting me in bed at this point.... "Really?" I asked quietly, then took another bite, still not looking at him.

"Yeah....really." I smiled and took another bite. "Why won't you look at me?" I asked.

I didn't say anything for a minute. "Because I'm eating. Don't... want to miss my mouth." Wow, could you sound anymore ridiculous right now Chelsi?