IF THAT'S WHAT IT TAKES Book 2

House Guest Part 1

Bobby Ray in m/m

Part 2 will be posted under the new story  called Life After Marriage. 

Here's the link or just go to my page and you should see it. 

http://www.wattpad.com/86970714-life-after-marriage-house-guest-part-1?utm_source=web&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_reading&ref_id=26315705

Remember it's not really a triology, more like tv episodes of marriage and problems that won't neccessarily connect. I'm actually really loving this idea guys. 

And my inspiration was my girl Shawneeshawn2. Please read her story. Link - 

http://www.wattpad.com/84038479-sweet-but-sour-vengeance-chapter-1-brandon%0A-i%27ll?utm_source=web&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_info&ref_id=26315705

I love her structure each chapter has a complete beginning, middle and end. It's not set up how mine is, hers is a complete story. 

But I wanted to try that structure in this story, sorta like in a television show you have episodes about different topics that don't neccessarily connect, but it's solved by the end of the show.  

AUGUST P.O.V. –

“Hey babe.” Amb pecked my lips as she turned off the pot.

I took off my tie and unbuttoned my shirt.

“What you got to go with the crab legs?” I was referring to what was boiling in the pot.

“Some Linguine. And I picked up your favorite wine.” She smiled at me and did a little dance.

I smiled back but it quickly faded when I looked at the table and noticed there was a place setting for three people.

“I thought the kids were over Cha’s house?” I looked at her confused.

“They are.”

“So why you got three plate settings?”

I took off my shirt, revealing my white undershirt underneath.  

“My cousin.”

“Your cousin?” I furrowed my eyebrows.

“Yeah.” She finished stirring the pasta.

“Babe it was supposed to me and you tonight?” I grabbed her by her waist and sucked on her neck.

“I know and I’m sorry baby. But he just moved here from Memphis and he’s had a really tough time.”

“Amb I thought we just talked about this shit babe?”

“We did honey. And I’m so, so, so sorry.” She turned to me and repeatedly pecked my lips.

I rolled my eyes. See. This is what I’m talking about. It’s always something or somebody else. Can I have my wife to myself without her trying to save the fucking world?

“Amb I been at work all day. I just want to come home and chill. Not be bothered with nobody else. Besides, I bought condoms babe.” I took the pack out my wallet to show her.

“They ultra-sensitive too. You know these the best kind when you do that shit with your mouth.” I softly bit her ear.

She softly grabbed my ears and brought my head closer to hers. “And we’re going to use them…kiss…all…kiss… night…kiss… long. I promise.” She pecked my lips one last time.