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Ashley‘s pov

I closed the door of the fridge using my legs and walked over to the countertop. I huffed placing the eggs, butter and milk down on the surface.

“What are we planning on cooking for breakfast?” Blake questions breezing into the kitchen and makes the beeline for the fridge.

He opens it and takes out the orange juice. I try not to linger on his bare upper body. He seemed to only settle to wear his boxers and no shirt. 1

Was he trying to turn me on, on purpose?

“We?” I question with amusement, pulling out the baking soda and flour out of the cupboard then place them beside the eggs. I turn to Blake scowling when he chugged down the orange juice when I noticed that he hadn‘t bothered to pour it into a glass.

“The last time I made you help me you forgot to add salt.” I pointed out. He moves the box away from his mouth, wipes his mouth using the back of his hand and grins at me. “Oh come on baby it still tasted fucking fantastic.” He boasts, placing the orange juice back into the fridge.

I snorted.” Yeah because I added more flavor to it.” I pointed out, walking over to the cupboard to draw out a big bowl. I turn to Blake and point at the draw closer to him.” Could you take a whisk in there for me?”

raised a brow, smirking.” You’re being

self again, just a tad bit more annoying. It‘s a cute annoying. “Blake, would you please take the whisk in that

over to me, handing the whisk. His eyes glinted with

the counter next to the ingredients. I turn my attention back to him and he

smile.”‘Thank you

got a hold of it, I smirked, “Who’s annoying and too

annoying ass and cockiness, why else would you marry me?” He whispers, eyes flashing with mirth. I tilt my head and run

groans, gripping my waist and in a swift move places me on the counter top. He spreads my legs and settles between them. His eyes have now gone a shade darker with

easily open with one hand. “Well not only that, your body is hot to and don’t get me started on your fingers, especially when you fuck me with them.”

adorably.” So you only married me for my

so happen to love your annoying and cocky ass.” I giggled, slapping him gently on the cheek and nose with the flower.

hand that now had flour. I hopped off the counter not liking the look in his eyes. He’d definitely get me back but right now I didn’t want to get dirty. I backed away and froze when he lifts his head. “Oh

when an egg flew towards my face. “Blake, you‘re going to clean this all on your

let me get you first!” He laughs, sending another my way. It splatters

I lied, panting. Really that’s the best you could come up

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