Married to Him?! [Greyson Chance]

Chapter VI - Meet Peaches

Chapter 6

"YAAAHHHH!!" 

I scrambled awake only to find myself falling on the bed. My body hurts in the process especially my head. Damn... Now I know why men had to think twice before giving in to marriage. 

Then I heard another scream. Shit. Jamie. 

With nothing but my boxers on, I dashed out of the bedroom. I tripped on the carpet, twice. But that does not stop me from finding my wife. 

I was nervous. Hell, I am scared. "Jamie!" I shouted. "Don't worry, I'm coming!" The scream kept on getting louder and louder. Bingo. The kitchen. 

Using the shot of adrenaline in my body, I kicked the door open only to find something surprising. 

"Jamie! What's going..... On?" I slowly raised my eyebrow on to find my wife being tortured by..... A puppy. She was rolling and giggling as the cute little creäture licked her face. I could tell that they are both enjoying this activity. 

"H-Hey---Hahahaha---Stop it----Hahaha----Greyson, help me---Hahahaha." Jamie said in between laughs. Rolling my eyes, I gently took the brown puppy out of her arms and held it against my chest. 

The puppy just whimpered lightly and barked playfully at the sight of Jamie laughing her head off. She giggled softly then took the puppy out of my grasp. 

"This is your distress?" I snapped. "You disturbed me from sleeping only to find a puppy torturing you." 

"But he is torturing me." Jamie pretended to pout and held the puppy close. "Seriously, this little guy's cuteness will be the death of me." The puppy barked happily then licked her face. 

"Honestly, you will be the death of me." I mumbled then ruffled my hair. 

"Put some shirt on, goofball." Jamie hissed. "Peaches are a girl, you know." She turned around and placed the puppy down on the floor. "Seriously." 

"Who's Peaches?" 

"The one who tortured me." She shrugged. 

"You named a dog, Peaches?" 

"Yup. So I suggest you go back to the room and get some shirt on." 

"I'm confused." I mumbled as I turn around and head towards the bedroom.

"Oh and bring my towel, Peaches and I are going swimming." She giggled. 

Oh man.

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Jamie wasn't exactly my type of girl. She's okay. She's responsible, creative, funny, witty and as much as I don't want to admit it, she's pretty cute. But don't let faces deceive you. She's a she-devil. I mean.. Who calls  their husband shit-face? 

I knew this honeymoon isn't working. I tried to be as good and gentle as possible. It's not working. She is so annoying and so demanding. I'm telling you again, it's not working. 

Here we are now, lying on the beach watching the waves. The sun was shining in its glory and well... Let's just say that it's not the only one shining. 

"Peaches!" The girl, I call wife was giggling and running, as 'Peaches' chase her. If I was a random guy passing down this beach, I'd be attracted to her. 

But the thing is, I'm not a random guy and this beach is a deserted island probably owned by Jamie's father or I'd like to call "dad".

"Do you want any refreshments, Mr. Chance?" Butch, our butler, asked. It was surprising to find an old man wearing a tux under the heat of the sun. 

"No thanks." I smiled then turned my gaze back at Jamie. 

"You're a lucky man, young master." Butch chuckled then glanced up to see Jamie, who is playing with Peaches beside the waves. A chuckle escaped in my mouth in response.

"I don't think you'd say that if you were in my shoes." 

"Is that so?" Butch said, slightly amused. "No double takes?"

"I'm sure." I shrugged. 

"We'll see as time goes by." Butch smiled then handed me a paper. "Anyway, I thought this might get your interest." 

I gently grabbed the paper with an amused smirk plastered on my face. "A festival on the neighboring village near the island? Is this real?" 

"Yes, Mr. Chance." Butch cleared his throat. "I thought that maybe you two could spend more time together since you two just got married. But I'm afraid your dad's wedding gift is catching all of her attention."

"Peaches is a wedding gift to us?" I exclaimed, scratching my head. "Another member of the family, then." 

"I'd be happy to look after Peaches for you while you two are gone." Butch chimed. 

"But I didn't agree--"

"The trip will be a short ride with yatch across the north. I'll get your needs by then." Butch said. I was lost for words. My eyes shifted towards the paper that was in my hand. 

"Goofball!" My head snapped towards Jamie's direction. "How about taking a swim? You're too dry to watch." She snickered. 

"Aching to see my body again, are you?" I smirked. 

She just rolled her eyes then scoffed. "You wish." 

My mouth stretched into a half-smile as I turn my gaze back at the paper. "You win, Butch. We'll go there maybe 8:30 this evening." 

"As you wish, sir." Butch gently bowed his head as I gave him a smile as a response.