Our Wedding Band

Chapter Fifteen

Our Wedding Band

Chapter Fifteen

Our honey moon was absolutely amazing, we did all those crazy touristy things and took a million photos in front of buildings. We ate so much amazing food that I probably gained 5 pounds in the week. We kissed and we hugged and we bonded on more than just the physical side of our relationship. I witnessed the fun carefree Braison that I hadn’t seen in a while. I saw the crazy British nut that I fell in love with years ago. On the plane ride home the both of us slept, we had a fantastic time but let’s face it we never had time to sleep. The house was quiet when we walked into our apartment. It was just the way we left it, if not more tidier than before. We both assumed Callum was sleeping, but when we checked on his room we realised that we were alone. Braison looked at me with a tired cheeky grin.

“No.” I said firmly, but he wouldn’t take no for an answer, he inched closer and closer before starting to bite the nape of my neck.

“I’m too tired.” I protested crossing my arms across my chest.

“Come on, Callum’s not even here.” he winked, tugging at the ends of my shirt.

“Fine.” He picked me up over his shoulder and ran with me towards our room, it felt like years since we’d been there, and it was great to be home!

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Callum still wasn’t home the next morning but that wasn’t unusual at least Louis wasn’t worried about him, so i didn’t mind too much. We took our last day off lounging around the house and doing washing. I was dying to see the boys but Braison told me they were all busy. Matty was probably with Penny and the others were doing who knows what.

“Do you think it worked?” he asked me that night at dinner, I looked over to him confused.

“What?” I asked not picking up on what he was getting at.

“The baby thing,” He said with a shy smile on his lips.

“Oh, we’ll see soon enough.” I answered him, leaning over to give him a big kiss. There was a bang of the front door, which meant Callum was finally home, he walked past the kitchen but for some reason looked startled by the fact that we were home.

“Callum!” Braison called out to his best friend, excited by his return, but Callum didn’t share the same excited look on his face, to be honest he looked horrified.

“I didn’t know you’d be home.” He told us, moodily. Braison didn’t pick up on his moodiness which was a most likely good thing.

“Good to see you Callum.” I interrupted to ease their awkwardness, not wanting the two boys to land into any sort of arguments.

“Yeh same” Was all he said before darting off to his bedroom and slamming the door behind him.

“I’d better get to bed soon.” I said with a yawn as I washed up our dishes, Braison came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my tiny waist.

“I have work tomorrow, at five.” I reminded him, and he took the dishes from my hands.

“You go to bed, I’ll finish washing these up.” He offered giving me a kiss goodnight. He truly was the best husband in the world!

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Waking up at 5 for most people would be a chore, but in many ways I was not like most people. I was glad to be waking up at this early hour and quietly taking a shower trying not to wake any of the boys up.

I slipped on my tracksuit and ugg boots, and slipped out the front door, there weren’t many people awake at this hour, mostly delivery trucks, and other movie and television workers from the area. I smiled at the familiar sights as I drove down my street. I stopped to chat to the security officers at the front beam gate they seemed happy to see me, and even congratulated me on my new marital status. It was good to be back.