My arranged marriage Matthew Espinosa

Chapter 50

Matthew and I were cuddled up on the bed watching After Earth (AKA THE BEST MOVIE EVER) on my computer, his phone started ringing but he ignored it. "I can pause the movie so you can talk" I said looking up at him. He just shook his head keeping his eyes on the screen.

I looked back at the screen and continued watching the movie. "This movie is weird" he mumbles. "Will Smith is an amazing actor and so is his son this is a really good movie" I said pausing it.

"And Will Smith is fine as fuck" I said grabbing a pizza roll. "Really?" he chuckled, I nod. "Wow that's nice to know that my wife would fuck Will Smith" he said looking at me. "I would"

"That's if you ever meet him, and that means you're never leaving my sight, and don't you think he's a little too old for you babe" he said keeping his eyes on me the whole time.

"Age is just a number baby" I said, he shook his head and rolled his eyes pulling me back to him. Landon was with Matthew's parents for the weekend so it was just me and him.

"I'm hungry still" I said.

"You just had pizza rolls"

"So I'm eating for two Matt" I whined, the credits came on and I sat up on the bed. His phone started ringing again and I looked at him as he looked at the caller ID. He was about to answer when I stood up.

He looked at me. "What I gotta pee" I said he nods with his brows raised, I closed the bathroom door as he answered the phone. I heard him talking I washed my hands and walked out he was laughing and saying yeah before finally hanging up.

"You know what sounds good right now?" I ask sitting on his lap. "What's that?" He asks as he lays his hands on the side of my stomach, it was a pain in the ass to sleep because I couldn't always sleep on my side and I couldn't sleep on my stomach so I mostly had to sleep on my back and I don't sleep on my back I don't know how people do it I feel uncomfortable.

"Spaghetti and meatballs!" I say placing my hands on his chest. "Well, I have your noddle's and meatballs right here." he says about to take his belt off, I start laughing as I cover my face and stand up. "I'm never eating spaghetti and meatballs again because of you." I say.

"I wanna make brownies Matthew!" I pout.

"Then go make them." He said reaching for the remote, I smack his hand and move the remote out of his reach. "You can help or your not getting any" I smile he starts pouting and I give him a don't look. "You can't use the mother look on me" he laughed. "Really? Because I believe it just shut you up didn't it?" I ask.

I pull him up and force him to come help me make brownies. "I don't wanna do this!" He said trying to get away from me. "Too damn bad!" I said pushing him into the kitchen. "Just help me make them then you can go be lazy all you want." I said he leans down our faces inches away from each others.

"And people say I abuse you." He said, I nod before saying. "And their right to because you don't help me make brownies" As I press our lips together. "How is that abusing you?" he asks once we pull away.

"Because I say so!" I say walking around him to the cabinet I get the ingredient's out and go to reach for a bowl but can't. I jump up on the counter and stand up grabbing it. "What the hell are you doing?" Matthew asks taking the bowl from me. "I couldn't reach it that's why  your not allowed to clean because you don't put things where I can reach or where I know I can get it if I need it instead of forgetting where the hell it's at like you do all the time." I said as he grabbed me and helped me down.

"You could've asked and I would've got it for you baby girl." he said, I just roll my eye's at him.

"Why does it matter if I got up there or not?"