Married to Him?! [Greyson Chance]

Chapter IX - Attraction Or Distraction

Greyson's P.O.V

I find it disturbing how girls do these type of things. You know, these girly type of things. Make ups and curlers where scattered aimlessly on the ground to a place where I call my bedroom. No, make that "our" bedroom.

All I wanted is peace and relaxation from all of the media, concerts and the whole writing a song jig. But no.... I'm stuck here in this island with a girl, I call wife. Is this good? If you're a pop star and you're fifteen... I'll say no.

"What do you want for dinner, Mr. Chance?" Butch asked, startling me from my thoughts. He was waiting for an answer with his head looking up from below.

Actually, I was a little grateful that another man was here in this place. It's unfair since my starting family consists of two girls, mainly Peaches and Jamie, and a male, which is me.

"Steak would be nice." I smiled. Perks of being the head of the family. I do all of the descision making in the house. Butch gave a light bow then disappeared in the kitchen. 

I heard a series of loud barks that came out of the living room. Meaning, that they are finished playing at the beach. I was a little bit jealous since my head was full of stress and overloaded thinking about my new song. 

New found fact: Honeymoon + Work = Stress

I descended into the stairs, catching the eye of a girl who's body is dripping wet from head to toe. Actually, I was quite impressed at how she looked. "I am soaking wet yet I still look incredibly sexy" aura was emitting from Jamie. 

I think I needed an eye check.

"What's for dinner?" She asked while drying herself with a towel. She turned then stared at my face as if she's waiting for an answer. Only did I find myself with a mouth slightly open. 

Really? What is wrong with me?

I mentally slapped myself before plastering a smirk on my face. "Your least favorite, Steak." She let out a frustrated sigh then shot a glare at me. I know she hated steaks like how I hated that fruit they made me eat when I was still on tour. 

"How come you're so annoying?" She asked, trying not to burst the bubble. 

I only laughed at that question. "Only for you, darling. Only for you." Then I felt someone scratching my knee. I looked down and smiled at the sight of Peaches. She tiled her head to the side then barked happily.

"Come here, baby." I chuckled as I lift her up into my arms. At first I was a little uncomfortable with Peaches with us. But then I find it hard to hate such an adorable creature. 

Hmm... Adorable. Like me.

"It seems you and Peaches had gotten close." She giggled then walked towards us. My heart began to do weird summersaults at the sight of her in front of me, scratching little Peaches's chin. 

No.... What the hell is wrong with me?

"Of course. She's daddy's little angel." I smirked. "By the way, She's a tad bitter about you since she just found out last night that you were cheating on me." 

"I did not." She protests. "Well, I wasn't the one who's arm is completely all over Melon girl last night."

I lifted Peaches up to my face then laughed. "That is not true, Peaches. Don't believe anything you're Mommy says." Peaches licked my face in response. "She's a liar." I whispered. 

"No fair! You're turning my baby against me!" She argued then snatched Peaches from my grip. 

"Don't you mean, our baby?" I smirked then lean over to plant a small kiss on her cheek. She started to gag then wiped her cheek furiously.