Chapter 3
Priscilla smiled widely at her husband, her heart fluttering as her eyes looked around their new house. Everything had already been packed in and all that was left to do was just to make it a home with their presence.
She'd never really cared about decorations because she was too lazy, and so Ethan took care of it all.
"Good morning, baby. Oh my gosh, breakfast!" she said, kissing him on the cheek when she walked into the kitchen and saw him making breakfast.
"Good morning, my love. I'm guessing you had a wonderful night." The large man offered her a smile and continued frying his eggs.
"Yes, I did have a wonderful night." She leaned back and watched him. "It was wonderful because it was with you. When you return to work, I bet it won't be like this anymore," she grumbled.
