Another Chance (BWWM)

Part 7

Garett's POV

  Garett thanked the blonde, walking into the newly furnished apartment. Adara said Sherry had fallen asleep.

"Thank you again Adara. I don't know why she ran-bolted really."

"It's fine Garett she's just hurt. Don't make my best friend come running to me again though, next time you won't be so lucky."

Garett thanked Adara again, the blue eyed woman returning to her bedroom closing the door to give the couple privacy.

Garett looked at his wife, her clothes disheveled and hair creating a cloud around her dark face. Sometimes he wondered what it would take to get her to look at him like she would 2 years ago. To look under her lashes at him with desire, and to look at him with appreciation and glee. He really doubted if his wife loved him or could be capable of the love they had.

Approaching her, he slid his arms around her body hoisting her up into his arms with a grunt. Garrett looked down when he heard a small whimper. Unconsciously, Sherry nestled into his body her head rubbing the thin fabric of his black shirt. Garett promised his heart skipped a beat.

Sherry's POV

She nestled into the hard muscle of Adara's body. Sherry's eyes darted open immediately, finding herself coated in darkness. Her eyes adjusted finding herself at the start of her marriage's problems. Her bedroom.

She looked around wondering how she got back in her house, surely was dreaming. Though, after numerous pinches to her cheeks she realized she wasn't. Sherry now looked around frantically, surprised to find herself undressed. She had on her beige nightgown but surely she didn't put it on herself.

"Stop moving around." Sherry jumped at the husky deep voice.

"I can't believe you! Kidnapping me then undressing me!"

"You act like I haven't seen everything before. Trust me it's nothing to be mad over."

Sherry was shocked at Garett's tone of voice. He never talked to her that way! And what does he mean 'nothing to be mad over'?

"I don't know who you think you are but I will not be talked to like this! And what do you mean nothing to be mad over. You weren't complaining when we had sex!"

Sherry was fuming in anger. How dare he kidnap her then insult her body like it was nothing!

"Like 5 months ago!"

"Weren't you the one saying 'Sherry please don't stop, god just roll your hips one more time like that baby'.

She mimicked his deep voice, loving the way his face contorted in anger. The lines of his face falling and his emerald eyes seething.

"Says the one woman can't even say the right fucking names in bed! Rolling your hips was the only thing I got from laying on top of you!"

Sherry gasped at his words. She was ready to fight her husband, she wanted to sock him right on his sculpted cheekbone.

"Maybe I wouldn't call out other names in bed if you didn't have a weak-"

"Weak what? Say it Sherry!"

"Weak penis game!"

It was Garett's turn to gasp. Surely Sherry didn't think that. His face heated in anger.

"You weren't complaining about my weak penis game when you were moaning my name. 'Garett, oh my god, ughh I can't take anymore!"

Garett mimicked his wife's voice, his fake voice octaves higher than his own.