Marjoreece Oneshots

Mum?

TW: panic attack

(Marjorie's pov)

"Hey baby." I whisper into his ear, sitting back into his lap.
"Oh hey there." he says, completely oblivious.
"You look good today." I whisper, kissing along his neck, and he grips my waist, as I start grinding down on him.
"Do I?" he says between breathes.
"Oh I really have you in a-" I start, before the doorbell rings. "For gods sake!" I yell, getting off his lap.
"Just ignore it, stay here." Reece's whispers, standing and grabbing my waist. He kisses along my neck, and I let out a moan, before the doorbell rings again.

"Right Reece. I have to go get it."
"I'll go, you can stay here, ready for me." he whispers, kissing my cheek.
"No you won't. You are not answering the door like that." I say, pointing up and down his body, and he looks down, then back at me and nods.
I kiss his cheek, and walk out the room, heading downstairs, when the doorbell rings again.
"Okay, okay. I'm coming!" I yell out, and swing the door open.

There stood a tall blond woman, a fur coat wrapping around her. She had a coffee in one hand, and a leather purse in the other.
"Hiya?"
"My, do I have the wrong house?" she questions, talking a sip of coffee.
"Depends, who are you looking for?" I question back, confused.
"Reece Knight? Is he a few doors down?" she says, and I pause. I've never seen this woman before in my life. What is she doing looking for my husband?
"No he lives here." I respond, and she almost chokes on her drink.
"I'm sorry, are you his maid?" she chuckles.
"No, I'm his wife." I say, crossing my arms.
"You're joking?" she questions, looking me up and down.
"How about you come sit down, I'll go get Mr Knight for you." I say, playing along.
"Ahhh yes. You were joking. You are funny!" she laughs, and I show her to the living room, and she seats herself on the sofa, placing her coffee on the coffee table.
"I'll be right back." I say, and walk upstairs.

"Mr Knight!" I yell, loud enough for her to hear downstairs, as I walk into the bedroom.
"Mr Knight?" he questions, standing up.
"Thank god, it's gone." I look down his body and laugh, to which he shakes his head, "Someone is here to see you. She thinks I'm your maid, and even though I told her I was your wife, she still thinks I'm a maid." I explain and he raises an eyebrow, placing his hands on my waist, as I wrap mine around his neck.
"I have no clue who it is, but let's show them you are not my maid, you are most certainly my wife." he whispers, kissing my lips, then bending down slightly, and lifting me up, wrapping my legs around his waist.
"Okay." I giggle, burying my head in his shoulder.

He walks us down the stairs, and into the living room.
"Definitely not a maid then." this woman says, and Reece stands still. I feel him tense up beneath me, so I give him a small kiss on his shoulder, lifting my head to look at him. His eyes are wide, and his mouth is open.
"Baby?" I question, leaning back slightly.
"Wow Reece. You have grown." I turn to look at her, then look back at him.
I finally make the connection, they look similar. Identical almost, how did I not see it.
"Mum?" he whispers, his eyes wide and set on her.
I look at him, and drop myself out of his arms, now standing in front of him.
I lift my hands up to either side of his face, and forcefully move it to look at me.
"Baby? Talk to me." I whisper and he looks into my eyes.
"It's my mum Marjorie." he whispers, tears filling his eyes.
"I know baby. What do you want to do?"
"I don't know." he whispers. "Call Aut?"
"Of course my love. I'll go do that now, okay?" he nods, and I lean up, kissing his cheek.

(Reece's pov)

Marjorie walks out and I sit down on the sofa opposite.
"So who's that?" My mum asks.
"That's Marjorie, my wife." I say back, smiling at the thought of her. Oh, she needs to hurry back.
"She wasn't joking. She actually is?" she questions, crossing her arms. "What happened to Mia?"
"We dated on and off for 23 years, but it was never really working. Then I met Marjorie. She ruined every other woman for me. I don't think I've ever fallen in love so hard, and so much. Everyday, I find another reason that makes me fall in love with her more. If it wasn't for Marjorie, I wouldn't be here today. She is the love of my life." I say, a smile beaming on my face the whole time, just as Marjorie walks back through. She sits down next to me.
"I phoned, but she isn't able to make it. Her and Winter are a bit.... caught up." she says, stifling a laugh.
"Okay that's fine baby." I say, kissing the side of her head, wrapping my arm around her shoulder.