Michael Mccaughley (Garrett Beckett)
Now, she could have a relaxing shower. She stripped down, her feet padding against the dark wood, she grabbed her favorite body scrub and jumped into the shower. The water rushed down her head, down her skin, washing away the stresses of the day. She gently scrubbed her skin, her nostrils filling with a warm vanilla scent. Pure happiness.
A knock at the bedroom door took Sherry out of her vanilla-induced coma. Her "pure happiness" was gone. Garrett was home. Sherry could see the outline of her husband, his strawberry blond hair styled into a side part. The soft strands waved, a popular vintage style. His sharp jaw, coated in stubble. Garrett had a tall figure, so he often sported a simple tee, and and jeans on his days off of work. He was a handsome man, that Sherry once thought was a "sex symbol." She met Garrett at a bar, his beautiful light emerald eyes attracting her attention. Though, he reeled her in with his perfect white teeth. Sherry didn't know why he chose her. Her curvy body, and dark skin, she was confident he wouldn't like. Now, she was almost wished he hadn't looked at her that night.
"You have a package. I set it on the bed." Garrett's voice was firm. He understood his wife, and her repulsion towards him. His wife recent ceasing of talking, and making contact with him was a clear reminder everyday, that his marriage was failing.
Sherry could feel Garrett looking at her. She felt bad some days for acting the way she did. Sometimes. She was done with her shower, her smooth skin starting to prune. Though, Garrett was still in the bathroom. So, she grabbed a near towel from the rack, and covered herself. Sherry watched him shave, the razor running to the edge of his jaw. His hand jerked.
"Shit!" They both said in unison.
Sherry saw the blood droplet drip on his pale neck. She immediately went towards him, wetting a rag. Sherry thought of her therapist's face after she told her about her sex life. She didn't like Garrett, but she never wanted him to cheat on her. She could at least be nice.
"Here, let me clean it up for you." Sherry looked up at Garrett, his eyes looking down in wonder. His wife would usually walk away. Maybe going to the relationship therapist was working.
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Another Chance (BWWM)
RomanceSherry Beckett was done with her marriage, every second was agonizing. Garrett Beckett old charm was gone, leaving a dull marriage in their wake. Until, their marriage therapist suggest fixing their intimacy problems by spicing up their bedroom, wil...
