Chapter 3

8.6K 97 11
                                    

Ok...Here's the next chapter!! ENJOY!!!

Please vote and comment!!

Thanks!!!!!

On the right is a picture of Braxton -------------->>>>>>>>>>>>>>

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Kansas’ POV

Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!

Ugh! I reach over on the nightstand to snooze the alarm clock.  5:30 a.m. comes way too early and I am definitely not a morning person.  I lay my head back down on the pillow and close my eyes again.  Just five more minutes I tell myself.  I finally open my eyes again and look at the clock. Dammit! It’s 5:45! Now I only have 45 minutes to get ready.  I reach over to wake Braxton, but when I do there’s no one there.  I roll over, only to see his side of the bed is empty.  He must have gone into work early again.

I climb out of bed feeling a little sore this morning.  Wow! Our little sex session last night was a bit more than I had anticipated.  I stand up and stretch, catching a glance of myself in the mirror.  My eyes dart to my left cheek; it’s still red. My hand goes up to touch it.  It still stings a little.  My memory starts to flood with the events that occurred last night.

When he came home, everything seemed fine.  He was sitting on the bed and I asked him if he was hungry.  All of a sudden, he got really upset, and slapped me across my face.  I didn’t even see it coming; it happened so fast.  I’ve never seen him that angry before.  His work must really be getting to him.  Maybe I should talk to him about taking some time off? De-stress for a little while, like go on vacation or something.

I tear my eyes away from the mirror and walk into the closet to get some scrubs for work.  I decide to wear my owl scrub top with brown bottoms.  I slip into the bathroom for a quick shower.  The hot water feels good on my sore muscles.  When I’m finished getting dressed, I slip on my comfy nursing shoes and head into the kitchen to get something to eat.  When I get into the kitchen, I notice a note on the table from Braxton.  I pick it up to read it:

Good morning beautiful! Happy 5th Anniversary Baby! Be ready at 8:00, I’ll pick you up at home.  Have a great day!

Love, Braxton xoxo

He is so damn sweet! I can’t wait to see what he has planned for tonight.  I get my usual breakfast of Kashi Vanilla Island cereal with almond milk and toast ready.  I sit down at the table and begin eating my cereal and wait for my toast to pop up.  I hear the toaster pop up.  I butter my toast and add a little mixed berry jam.  I go and sit back down and finish eating my breakfast. 

After I’m done eating, I put my bowl in the sink and head into the bathroom to finish getting ready for work.  When I get into the bathroom and turn on the light, I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror again.  My cheek is still pretty red.  I decide to cover it with some concealer and foundation.  Hopefully, it hides the red mark.  I typically don’t wear make-up to work, but today was definitely an exception.  I look at myself in the mirror again; I can still see a hint of red, so I decide to put on a little blush too, blend it in a little with my complexion. 

After I’m satisfied with my make-up, I brush my teeth. I glance at the clock again and see now that it’s 6:20 am.  I only have 10 minutes left until I’m supposed to leave and I was hoping to leave a little early so I can stop at Starbucks for a coffee.  After our all night love fest, I was definitely going to need a little “pick me up” today.  I quickly throw my hair into a high ponytail, making sure it looks half way decent before I turn off the light and head out of the bathroom.

Behind Closed DoorsWhere stories live. Discover now