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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?”

You’re being

breath. Blake was really acting like his old self again, just a tad bit more annoying. It’s a cute annoying. “Blake, would you please take the whisk in that draw for me please?” I fluttered my lashes

whisk. His eyes glinted

on the counter next to the ingredients. I turn my attention back to him and he raises his brow.

smile.”‘Thank you my

smiles, handing me the whisk. When my fingers finally got a hold of it, I smirked, “Who’s annoying

with mirth. I tilt my head and run a singer down

counter top. He spreads my legs

secretly bringing my hands to the bag of flour that I could easily open with one hand. “Well not only that, your body is hot to and don’t get me started on

adorably.” So you only married me for my body?” His tone was laced with hurt and disappointment but there was

with the flour towards his face.”No you silly, I married you because I so happen to love your annoying and cocky ass.” I giggled, slapping him gently on the cheek and

right now I didn’t want to get dirty. I backed away and froze when he lifts his head. “Oh you’re going to pay for that.” He smirks. “You have no idea what you just started.” He chuckles and reaches

face. “Blake, you’re going to clean this all

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

Really that’s the best you could come up with? I really didn’t want to have to clean off eggs from my

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