His Bride

Chapter Seventeen

Blake's pov

It's been two weeks since the whole Tavo running away after finally having sex with fiasco.

He has been a real gentleman this week, we decided to start from the beginning, forgetting that we're married, we're starting the relationship from the beginning, as if we didn't even know each other.

He has taken me on dates three times this week and let me just say they have all been magical.

And today we have another one.
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Flashback to the day after he came back and confessed his feelings.

"Hello sleepy head, good morning" Tavo greeted as I walked into the kitchen, my bonnet sitting perfectly on my head, my right hand scratching my eye and my left hand rubbing my stomach.

"Good morning" I lazily spoke as I walked up to him making him immediately pull me in his arm, whatever he was cooking left alone as he gave me his attention.

"I see someone had a really good sleep" he teased giving me a kiss on the top of my head, making me lean more into him.

"Hmm" I hummed and nodded my head burying my face into his chest.

Last night after the whole thing happened, we went up to our room and cuddled all night. We talked and then we went to bed.

This morning before he got out bed, he whispered that he was just going downstairs, when I made a sound the moment I felt him pull away. I know he still feels guilty about what he did yesterday and honestly I should feel bad but he I appreciate he feels guilt. He made me feel things I thought I'd never feel with him, so yeah, I was hurt and he should have the guilt for a while.

"Well, my little prince, your breakfast is ready" he pulled away from me making me almost whine, I loved how he felt against me, but I held my whine back and moved away to go take a seat. I sat down and watched him plate my breakfast.

What else can someone ask for in a husband. I continued staring at him in a dreamy state. He's just so fine. Watching his muscled back as he moved around, ughhhh my ovaries-assuming I have one,lol-.

"Here you go" he served me my food and a cup of water. He then gave me a kiss on the forehead, sat beside me and began eating.

"So I was wondering" he spoke making me look at him, "if you'd ehmm" he scratched the back of his head nervously. "Like to go on a date this evening" he finished, I saw a light blush form on his cheek and his ear twitch.

He's nervous?...why is he nervous?. If anyone is supposed to be shy and nervous that person is me.

"Are you nervous?" I voiced out, fascinated by what I'm seeing.

"Uhhh" was all that came out of his mouth

"Omg you're nervous" I teased him making him shy away, resting his face on his palms.

"Stoppp" he mumbled against his palm. I pulled his palm away from his face and raised his head and turned his head to look at me.

"I think it's cute, you're nervous" I smirked at him, I just watched his eyes stare deep into mine.

"So???" He asked me with hopeful eyes.

"Hmmmm" I wanted to tease him more, I used my pointer finger to tap my chin acting like I was thinking, turning my head and facing the stove

"I don't know" I dragged watching him from the side.

"Blake" he warned, making a huge grin break on my face.

"Of course I'll go out with you" I laughed as he immediately charged at me. My heart swelled as he lifted me up and practically danced around.

Is this what being in love felt like?.