Ch.3-communication is key

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*on the phone*

Blake-I don't know man, how is she so great with your kids? She's so annoying and has the worst attitude.

Chris-she's always super sweet here. Ever thought maybe you are triggering her? You tend to do that. A lot.

Blake-bro I didn't call u to get lectured on the way I am.

Chris-I know I'm just saying. She wouldn't just randomly treat you like this. Just look at what your doing also. I gotta go. Hit me up later.

Blake-alright.

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When I get home from the store I find my front door unlocked. This freaks me out because I know Mellisa isn't home and she never forgets to lock the door.

I enter my house quietly, careful not too make a sound just in case someone is here. Luckily my son isn't home so if anyone were here, he is safe.

As I walk down the hall I hear a tv on. I doubt a robber would just be chillin out watching tv. I also know we never leave the tv on or lights on when we leave the house. As I peek around the corner I am not amused at all to find Sam sitting on my couch.

I walk around the corner, grab the remote out her hand, and turn the tv off. "Um what the fuck are you doing here?"

"Oh god. Your wife didn't tell you? You guys really need to start communicating. Zach is sleep upstairs I'm supposed to be here until 6." She said with an amused look on her face.

I swear my wife and I need to fucking discuss this. She scared the fuck out of me and I definitely fired her yesterday. I guess telling my wife that would have helped.

"Didn't I fire you?" I said walking up to her.

"sure, but your wife didn't. And I'm pretty sure that's who hired me so."
She said smiling. This kid is fucking annoying. I just can't see how Chris likes her so much. I'm not triggering shit she just has a bad attitude.

"Are you always this fucking rude?" I said turning to her, forcing her to stare at me.

"I'm honestly not rude at all. You just seemed to have a problem with me from the beginning but your wife and son love me so I think we should just agree to be civil." She said soundly super mature. It was sorta hot... I mean I don't know, I need to fuck my wife.

----A few hours later-----

Sam's P.O.V

When I woke up and rubbed my eyes I didn't recognize where I was at all. I was pretty freaked out considering I fell asleep on the couch but I woke up in a random bed.

I looked around and got even more confused when I saw Blake walk into the room. He came to a Halt when he saw me staring dead at him.

"oh, I'm sorry, I just...well the couch isn't comfortable like...speaking from experience..so I uh..just..moved you up here." He said super awkwardly.

"Umm it's alright thanks I guess. You carried me?" I said finding that a bit amusing.

"well yea, I didn't really wanna wake you up" he said taking his phone out and looking at it. "Work call, one sec" he said putting his phone to his face and stepping out the room.

I don't get why he's making it a big deal I mean I'm not complaining. He's so hot. But I guess it is a bit strange. I must sleep super deep. Plus he looked adorable all awkward and trying to find the right words to say. But ehh I'm not too concerned. Doubt he wants someone like 15 years younger than him. Plus he's married. Even though he doesn't seem very happy about it. Maybe I can try and help him out.

When I get out the bed and fix my hair into a bun I walk out what I assumed was his room and down stairs. I could hear his conversation echoing through the house, and it definitely wasn't a fucking work call.

When I walk into the kitchen his back is towards me. I wait for his call to finish resulting in him takin a huge deep breath.

"work call huh?" I said smirking.

"look I'm sorry I just didn't think it was any of your business" he said running a hand through his hair. Hot.

"it's not" I said smiling. "But you really should start communicating with her more. It will help the relationship out a lot.

"Oh yeah and what would you know about relationships little one" he said leaning against the counter.

"Well considering one I'm not little and two, I'm in one so yea."

Blake's P.O.V

I know this girl is like 18. It's so wrong of me to be thinking about how cute she looks in this bun. I'm also married. Fuck.

I'm assuming she can see this mental battle I'm having with my self because she snaps me out of it.

"Blake!" She said laughing a little. "Did you even hear the last thing I said" she said sitting on the counter across from me.

"Get down" I said remembering how unsanitary that is.

"Make me" she said winking. Okay that was sexy as hell what the fuck. "I'm kidding" she said getting down. Snapping me out of it again.

"But yea all I said was I know about relationships because I'm in one. It's not like I'm 12 Blake" she said crossing her arms.

I don't know why I got this weird feeling in my stomach when she said she's in a relationship. I also felt my face get super hot. What the fuck. I seriously need to chill.

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