The Second Wife by Melinda Mulera (good books to read for 12 year olds TXT) 📖

"Here." Avery smiled as he placed the plate of food in front of me, with a half glass of juice on the side and a fork and knife beside it.

I wouldn't lie, the food Avery just placed in front of me looked and smelt dangerously good. The smell of cinnamon and fresh beef with onions sizzled to a light brown with a crunchy cereal coating fried in butter....

I'm rambling...

"Looks really good." I whispered as I grabbed the fork and poked at the meat. "Is there pork in here too!?"

"I figured you liked it when I saw you stealing some, at the bar that day." He chuckled as he sat on the stool beside me. "Eat up, let junior have some too." He whispered as he reached down to my stomach, patting it softly. My cheeks suddenly heat up as I stared into his grey eyes.

Sighing out to let the heat in my cheeks escape, I grabbed the fork and began shoving the juicy meaty rice meal, letting out a moan with every bite.

"This is heavenly...." I groaned out and he smiled as he shoved some strands of hair off my face to my ear. "I'll have you cook for me every time I see you."

"I don't think I'd mind." He chuckled as I finished off my food. "You can stay over at my place, at the Golden Hotel, but as my guest." He said as he reached his fingers to my chin, turning my face to face him. "I can help you rock our baby to sleep every night."

"Was that a dirty joke?" I chuckled as he reached his thumb to my lower lip, brushing it softly. Bringing a tingling sensation to it.

"You like it?" He chuckled as he leaned in, pulling my chin towards him as my heart fluttered inside my chest.

"Wait.." I cleared my throat as I placed my fingers to block his lips from mine. "Isn't this... I mean, aren't we doing the wrong thing?"

"To it's not." He said as he leaned back with a slight frown. "At least to me it's not."

"To Hazel." I whispered and sighed out, running a hand through my hair. "I mean.... I'm dating him so-"

"In case you didn't hear me earlier, I told you I loved you. That's a big confession for me to say, you know?" He sighed out exasperatedly as he leaned onto the counter and shifted his eyes to the window over the sink, viewing part of a backyard. "I have strong feelings for you, don't push them away, Iris. I want to be with you. I know Hazel asked you out first but I fell in love with you first." I looked away and down at the nearly clean plate in front of me. I guess it was really good....

"I'm heading out." Hazel's voice suddenly beamed into the kitchen, forcing my eyes to trail towards the arch behind us, where he stood. "Want anything?"

"Where're you going?" I asked as I turned my seat to him. "It's nearly nine...."

"I'm just going to buy some things." He said flatly and I frowned at his clearly drained face.

I'm sorry Hazel...

"I want some wine, and probably some grapes too." Avery said suddenly, getting Hazel to shift his stare towards him with such drag. "Should I pay up?"

"No." Hazel said lazily and sighed out, crossing his arms on his chest. "Anything, Iris?"

"Uh...." I glanced towards the ground, unsure of what I should even say.

"Get her some ice cream and those packets of Oreo. Maybe some chocolate and..... Yoghurt." He smiled, not towards me but Hazel. The smile wasn't provoking, but it didn't seem to be genuine either.

"Ok." Hazel sighed out even more before turning and vanishing into a wall.

I stared at the spot as I heard the door open and close before Avery begun chuckling. I raised my brows as I glanced towards him. His eyes were averted to the ceiling and leaning his head onto the counter, chuckling to himself.

"What's so funny?" I asked and he glanced towards me.

"Nothing, really." He smiled slightly only to frown as he looked away. "I feel like a jerk trying to take you from him. At the same time I don't really care." He pointed out as he laced his fingers on his thighs. I turned my eyes from him and breathed out heavily before standing up.

"I'll head to bed." I said as I pointed towards the door. "So... Goodnight."

"Do you love me more?" He suddenly asked and I clenched my jaw at the question, feeling my throat close up.

"I'm really tired." I smiled forcedly and turned towards the stairs.

Where is the damned bedroom?

I wish I was home....