While I was doing my desserts for tomorrow, Blaze was on a very talkative day.

"So what did you do? Did you destroy the farm?" He asked while cutting the vegetables

"I was on the verge of changing the whole decoration of the house" I said making him chuckle

"I am serious" I said moving to the oven next to him

"I will never let you do that! If you touch in one little thing of this house I will kill you" he said pointing the knife at me, although we were far away I didn't liked that action

"Don't point that at me" I said while taking the knife out of the way with the wood spoon "That's dangerous"

"I was at a significant distance... stop changing the topic"

"I was not changing the topic..." I told him stirring up the ingredients, our conversation was interrupted by Albert.

"I am sorry for disturbing" he said looking at me and Blaze. "Mrs.Maxwell I owe you an apology for- " When he catches Blaze's cooking he was stunned looking at him. Am I the only one that knows this man can cook? "Sir...what are you doing?" Albert said shocked

"Dinner" Blaze simply responded

"Sir, you shouldn't be doing this... where are the maids? you and- Mrs.Maxwell you shouldn't be doing this kind of work" The old man said stunned by our actions "Should I call Greta? Why isn't she here?"

"Calm down Albert!" Blaze said taking a look at the worried man "It isn't something absurd we are just cooking as we use to"

"Use to?" I heard a high-pitched voice making me tremble in agony...oh boy "What are you doing?"

"Hello, Mrs.Hart" Blaze smiled at her while answering "I would say I am cooking"

"Oh my gosh...Mr. Maxwell, I will do that!" Greta said stepping into the kitchen in a hurry... the golden boy couldn't get his hands dirty I see

"Ok. Let's all calm down" Blaze said placing the knife down and looking at the three stunned faces in front of us on the other side of the kitchen aisle "I know what I am doing, and I don't mind doing it. You can all relax, dinner will be served in an hour"

"Oh sir, I will help you shouldn't do this by yourself you will get your hands dirty, and it's too much work" Greta said worried making me chuckle

"You know how to cook?" My mom asked with a lifted eyebrow

"I do yes, Mrs.Hart"

"Where did you learn?" My mom asked sitting down on the kitchen island benches

"Mostly with my grandma, aunt and then by myself"

"Hm" My mom hummed looking attentionally to his next move with the vegetables

"This is purely insane sir. You shall step away from the kitchen and let Greta cook" Albert said

"Yes sir... please" Greta agreed

"I will continue on cooking and I don't want to hear another word about it... are we clear?" Blaze asked looking at Greta and then Albert, they nodded a small yes with their heads

"But you need help sir" Greta informed

"Eleonora will help me" he said making me frown, as I was about to defend myself he spoke again "And no one else...you can sit and relax, today we'll cook"

Great and Albert stepped away obeying Blaze's orders while my mom kept watching Blaze's cooking skills. She also took the freedom to take a glass and fill it with red wine.

I took my dessert to the fridge while Blaze washed the lettuce, once he got near me and my mom wasn't next to us since the sink was on the balcony and not on the kitchen aisle I took the freedom to whisper at him "You got home today and you're already bossing around"

He gave a small smile "It's the power of being the man of the house"

I snorted at his words "What a great man that can't even cook by himself"

"Oh I can cook by myself. " he smirked "I just prefer to cook with my wife" he whispered while that smirk didn't leave his face. I rolled my eyes at his words but couldn't deny that for some reason that I quite don't understand, those words made my heart rate speed.

"What is it with your mom and analyzing my food? Is she a critic?" he asked

"She has finally found something she likes about you and she is miserably trying to see where you fail " I responded sincerely

"Oh great. No pressure then" he said shaking the lettuce

"She hates you already so don't think too much about it" I said leaving him laughing to himself

Although my mom high attention was on Blaze's cooking, he somehow made it to the end of the recipe without her saying something which I guess it's a win. We ate sort after, and I could see that my mom actually loved his cooking although she wouldn't say it out loud.

The only thing she could and did claim about was salt, honestly to me it was good and I'm sure that for her it was too but she had to find something to not call it perfect. She is a complicated woman.

Greta cleaned the kitchen although I tried to help her she said I did too much work for today so I should rest for tomorrow's big day, Easter wasn't going to be easy, I mean it's the whole damn family in this big farm... And Easter has been quite different since Grandpa died. There's no fun at Easter my Nana makes it very religious is not what it used to be, I miss the games and the egg hunting...that was fun.

I was going to bed when my mom stopped me in those huge wooden halls making my heart stop for seconds "Jesus Christ Mom!"

"I need to talk to you" she said while grabbing my arm and pulling me out of the hall so no one could see us

"What happened ?" I asked

"Where are you going?" she asked

"To bed?" I said a bit unsure due to her sternness expression

"With him?" she asked quickly, then I understood the point of this whole conversation. My mom was crossing the line, and making way too many observations that don't concern her. "You are sleeping with him aren't you?"

"We are sleeping on the same bed" I affirmed and soon regretted it, my mom turned red full of indignation and scaring me a bit. She was mumbling in Spanish with her hands on her head

"You are sleeping with him ELEONORA!" she shouted my name

"I said sleeping not having sex" i tried to explain

"So you are telling me you sleep on the same bed that man does and I am supposed to believe you don't have sexual intercourse?"

I cringed at her words "It's called sex, Mom, and no ... we don't."

"You find that normal?" she asked making me laugh " Don't you feel uncomfortable?"

Actually, that's something funny but I have never felt somewhat uncomfortable sleeping next to him, I got used to it especially after he told me about his night terrors. I shrugged my shoulders in a careless way " Actually no... we sleep in an Alaska King sized bed so we barely even see each other while sleeping" I said, it's funny to say ... he has an Alaska King size bed in Alaska... at first I thought that was just a king size bed in abnormal portions then I found out that it actually has a name

"Dimensions?" My mom asked making me roll my eyes

"Maaa" I said annoyed

"Eleonora"

"I don't know- like 8 feet or 9 by 9" I said unsure thinking about the big bed

"I don't like this, I don't like him-"

"Like you didn't like his food?" I commented leaning on the wall behind me

" I didn't liked his food" she said defensive

"Sure ma... I have known you for 25 years ... I know you liked it and that destroyed you inside"

"FINE" she said indignantly " He knows how to cook. I bet he could do perfect Enchiladas like I do but I am way too proud to say it!"

"HA! I knew it!" I pointed at her

"I still hate him!" she said while covering herself with the the silk robe she had on

"Good for you" I told her while leaving her there and walking in direction to my bedroom

"Lo odio! Oístes?" ( I hate him! Do you hear me?)

"Si mamá, como quieras" (Yes, mom. Whatever you want) I said while not paying a dime to whatever she was saying, she is getting just like my Nana and that scares me.

I walked inside the bedroom and got dressed for sleep, Blaze was nowhere to be seen probably working....like usual, I am sure he is in his office. That allowed me to sleep first and relax by myself. I smiled to myself while laying down on the silk sheets and waiting for sleep to take over.

"So does your mother like me now?" A voice coming from nowhere scared me

"Holy Shit Blaze, what is it with you all scaring me today!" I said while sitting up on the bed "It's the second time you scare me today"

"It wasn't on purpose" he said while leaving the bathroom and walking straight to the closet

"Sure" I rolled my eyes while watching his figure in the closet in the dim light of the table lamp next to me

"Your mom?"

"Still hates you" I announced

"So she didn't like the food?" he asked while turning his head at me

"She did... but she still hates you. You'll have to do much better"

"Your mom is a tough one ha?"

"She is desperately trying to make me go on dates with other men while I am married to you. I guess that sums it up" I informed recalling my mom's conversation in the supermarket about Austin Kahlo.

"You can't!" He imposed making me flinch on surprise " I mean... you can't be seen with other men that would be a high risk for our marriage"

"Yeah I know but try to tell her that" My mom was so stubborn that it made me go insane. my thoughts vanished when I saw him walk away from the closet to the doorway in pajama pants and a tight white shirt that made his muscles suffocate under all that tight fabric "here are you going?"

"Work" he simply answered

"Now? And in pajamas?"

"Yeah... I have something to finish" He said opening the door and taking a last look at me "Have a good night"

"You too"

- - - Easter - - -

The day has arrived and I am sick of making food. After getting ready and dressing in my nice and soft mint dress, I headed over to the kitchen which was full of maids and also food, that was being taken to the big dining area outside... oh yes... we are not eating in this cold depressing mansion. The mansion was beautiful don't get me wrong but is very gloomy and since Blaze doesn't want to change anything about it, I have to deal with it in my own way.

So I prepared a nice table outside with some umbrellas, while the food was being brought outside I noticed someone riding on a horse... it's probably Mason, I haven't seen him in a long time. Mason Ford was that beautiful young cowboy that took me over to the farm to see the animals alongside the other kids too. I know he is a good rider, but I didn't know he was THAT good. He was doing an obstacle course perfectly well, I'm sure he was trained and he surely should bet on equestrian races, he is amazing.

And that white and brown horse was the one Mason was taking care of, he was so pretty and fluffy. Curiosity filled me in and since everything was set up I took the time to see up close the great course Mason was doing.

I rested my arms on the grid near Benjamin who had a cowboy hat on and was munching on a corn floss "G'day Miss.Maxwell" He greeted me while flicking his hat

" Hi Benjamin" I said with a smile. A warm and fluffy sensation crosses my legs and when I look down it was the cutest dog on earth "Slipper! Hello boy" I crouched next to him so i could gree him properly while petting his head continuously

"Came to see your husband, Miss?" Benjamin asked making me furrow my eyebrows

"What?"

"Your husband" Benjamin pointed to the man in the horse

"Is that-" I said stunned while slowly getting up and watching between the grid

"He got up really early in the morning and took Thunder between the hills and he is now doing the obstacle course for the fifth time" Benjamin explained "He is probably mad at something" the man laughed while walking to the stable, curiosity couldn't leave me so I followed him to know a bit more

"What do you mean?" I asked interested

"Mrs. Maxwell only races to clear his mind...mostly when things aren't going his way" Benjamin said. My mind went crazy thinking about what could enfuriate him, and the only rational though that cross my mind was Annalise. in big days like these were the family gets reunited we think about those we lost, I know what's that because I think about my Grandpa and my Aunt too. I remember them every day but on these special occasions were the family is all together seems to be more complicated, maybe he is missing her.

So...I walked into the course obstacle not really thinking this thru and waiting for him to see me and stop so he could talk... but I was clearly not thinking about the horse he was riding. A wild horse who has not very into people...

shit

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