Dave's POV

I stared into her eyes.

My heart fluttered.

She is my definition of Perfect.

I'd never do anything to change her.

I love her for who she is and how she makes me a better person in every way possible.

Recently I've been wondering what I've ever done to deserve her.

But then I remember...everything.

I haven't done anything.

In fact I don't deserve her.

My dad and her parents are responsible for the situation we are in. But even if I had the change to go back in time, I wouldn't change a single thing. Cause if I did, then she wouldn't be here, with me, as my wife.

It might seem selfish of me. But I couldn't help it.

I know the saying about letting go of the thing you love and if it was meant to be yours, it'll come back to you.

But I'm scared.

I'm scared that Ivy wouldn't come back.

I'm scared that she'll find the one who deserves her more than I do.

But...

I'm also scared that I'm not enough for her, and I might have to let her go.

And that?

I can't do.

Like I said...It might seem selfish.

Well good then.

I'm gonna be selfish.

"Hm..." I began, about to tell her

"Oh God!" She exclaimed, interrupting me

"What's wrong?" I become worried

"Your water will get cold" she said "I made a bath for you. You should get cleaned up"

I calmed down
"I'll just take a shower" I smiled at the gesture

"Oh-ohkay" she looked sad

I sighed
"If it makes you happy, then I'll take a bath"

She beamed up at me
"Okay" she said not moving an inch

We just kept looking at each other. I had a smile on my face cause she had one which made me happy.

"As much as I love our position at the moment" I began "I have to get up and go take the bath my dearest wife made for me"

I watched as her cheeks turned pink
"Oh" she said get up from my lap "Sorry"

I got up along with her and held up her chin so she could look at me
"Never apologise for being yourself around me, Ivy" I said

She smiled before she stepped away. Her signal for telling me to go take a f**king bath.

I couldn't help grinning as I made my way to the bathroom. Removing my wet clothes and getting into the tub.

I relaxed, thinking of how fast we've become closer before she knew about Leslie and after she knew.

Its almost like we were both reaching out for eachother with the Leslie situation being the wall between us. But once she found out the truth, the wall came crashing down and we could finally be together.

That's how it felt.

But there's a chance that wall might come back up. Except I clear out everything.

No more secrets.

She had a right to know.

She's in this 'mess' because of that.

Well, I wouldn't call our marriage a mess, but it started out as a deal and is turning to something beautiful. Which is good. But she had to know.

I got out of the shower and made my way to the bedroom. Picking from one of those materials like the one Ivy had on.

Damn.

I swallowed.

Torture.

My nose picked up a scent.

A very mouth watering one at that.

I tied the cloth on my waist and went to inspect what was cooking.

Something was definitely cooking. I got to the end of the hall and stopped once I spotted Ivy in the kitchen. She had her hands busy. I leaned on the wall and just watched her.

The aroma was mouth watering but the sight before me was worth drooling for. That material didn't do much. It was almost transparent. I could see the outline of her body through that thin piece of fabric. She had tied it around her chest from preventing it from falling. The length was...hmm, not bad.

Oh shut up Dave.

It stopped around her thigh. But that was short enough to let me see her creamy legs. It was torture in every way possible. I was surprised I hadn't ravished her when she was on my lap.

And suddenly, she turned to me and smiled.

Right then and there.

I made sure I capture this moment. To keep this memory for as long as I live.

Her smile lit me up in ways I didn't know existed.

Oh Ivy.

How is it possible?

You're making me fall more in love with you than I already am.

I thought I had hit the ground. But apparently, you're love is dragging me into the earth.

Ivy's POV

I decided to check the kitchen for something to eat. I found ingredients here and there and got something cooking.

Dave would spend more time in the bathroom. He was tired when I walked into the living room. So he'll probably dose off.

That's what I thought until I felt my body tingle. Not like a tingle tingle. But...I don't really know how to explain what it felt like. It was just there and I felt it. It was strong and I knew he was somewhere close.

My body became...hot.

I could feel his gaze run up and down my body. I didn't want to react so I kept on doing what I was doing. When I finally ran out of things to do except wait for the food to cook, I looked to my left.

He was leaning on the wall at the end of the hallway which was somewhere between the living room and the kitchen. I smiled when I caught his gaze.

It took a while before he returned the smile. I swallowed when I took a good look at what he was wearing, or rather, what he wasn't wearing.

What is this?

George of the Jungle?

Once I felt myself flush, I looked away and focused on the pot of spaghetti in front of me.

I heard faint footsteps approach me and I stiffened.

"What's that amazing smell?" I heard him ask from just behind me. I felt his chest brush my back as he peered from behind to see what was on the fire.

"I'm sorry I didn't ask what you'd like but that's what I could find" I said trying to keep my voice from wavering.

"Nah" he said "This is great"

I felt his hands make its way around my waist from behind. I looked down at his hands as it locked in front of me. He pulled me into him. His front plastered to my back, my heart could have popped out of my chest. His breath fanned the nape of my neck.

"This is perfect" he whispered into my ear.

His deep husky voice vibrated through my body.

I'm in deep shit tonight.

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