He sighed, rolling his eyes before he covered me up again.

“Okay, you’re going to let me fuck you after we’ve eaten though.”

“I promise.”

We picked up our mugs and walked back into the house. As promised, Marissa was just putting out breakfast for us. She smiled.

“Do you need me this evening?” she asked.

“Is the kitchen stocked?”

“Yes, Mrs Avery.”

“Then no. Aiden and I can manage.”

She bobbed her head.

“I see you tomorrow.”

I gave her a smile as we both sat down. Various fruits and fresh pastries were laid out for us. I shook my head. Marissa spoiled us. We paid her a good wage for cooking and cleaning for us and I think she was grateful. When we left, she would still have a job here, making sure the house was ready for when we returned. And Aiden and I agreed we wanted to come back often.

“So, when we do go home, what are we going to do?” I asked, spooning fruit into a bowl along with yoghurt.

“Hmm, you are going to keep painting and perhaps I’ll buy you an art gallery.”

I shook my head, snorting.

“I don’t need you to do that. Be serious.”

“I am. You can draw and paint at your leisure.”

It is what I wanted to do. Be an artist. Not that I’d ever really amount to anything huge, but perhaps I could do portrait commissions. One thing that had come out of Aiden insisting I paint more was the realisation it was something I was actually pretty good at. The canvas I’d done of our wedding day would have pride of place in our living room. A reminder of the most perfect day of our lives.

“And you?”

“Well… I thought I’d go work with Ben, you know, run his business for him whilst he tattoos.”

“You’d want to do that?”

He nodded, grinning as he dug into his own food.

“And have you spoken to him about it?”

“Skye is pregnant again.”

I looked up at him.

“Again? But Josh isn’t even that old. Also, when were you going to tell me?”

His grey eyes glinted and he shrugged.

“I’m telling you now. It wasn’t planned, but I think he’s happy. Anyway, he needs help, he asked me so I said yes.”

“Good, I’m glad. You and him should spend more time together. Would give me a break from all the sex.”

He rolled his eyes, giving me a sly smile.

“Hmm… are you complaining?”