Pre Marital ExUpdated at Jul 7, 2024, 03:59
🍃Her Pre-marital Ex🍃..🍀Episode 07🍀..While the women were busy looking through the photo album, Tyson was in the kitchen preparing fried pork chops, buttered brussel sprouts and homemade macaroni and cheese. For dessert he made mille-feuille, a flaky pastry filled with butter cream and drizzled with chocolate. When dinner was ready, he said, “Will the Alexander women report to the dining room,please?” Tamera looked at Gabrielle and said, “You know my brother is silly, right?” Gabrielle smiled, then stood up from the couch. Tamera set the photo album on the coffee table, then followed Gabrielle to the dining room. “Goodness, Tyson,” Tamera said. “What you done whipped up this time?” “Just some pork chops, brussel sprouts and mac and cheese.” “It looks good,” Gabrielle said, pulling out a chair. Tyson went back to the kitchen to get his plate, then he joined them at the table. They ate quietly for a few minutes before Tyson asked, “So my sister hasn’t been telling you my childhood secrets, has she?” Before Gabrielle could respond, Tamera said, “No, but now that you mention it—” “Oh, here we go,” Tyson said, then laughed. “Here’s a good one,” she began. “Gabrielle...Tyson had this chick he was sweatin’...if I recall correctly, he was a senior in high school and I was a junior. Anyway, he liked the girl but she wouldn’t give him the time of day, so he wrote her the cutest little poem.” “Yeah, one that I told you not to read,” Tyson chimed in. “Tyson, you handed me the note and told me to give it to her. You knew I was going to read it.” “Yeah, I should’ve known.” “Anyway, Gabrielle, I gave the girl the note and guess what? She ends up being Tyson’s prom date.” “Okay...no more stories,” Tyson said, wiping his mouth. “One is more than enough.” The three quietly indulged into their meal, then Tamera said, “The wedding pictures are phenomenal, Tyson.” “Thanks, sis.” “You were a handsome groom,” she added. “He’s a handsome everything,” Gabrielle said, locking eyes with Tyson and holding his gaze. She’d never seen him blush before but she was sure he came pretty close to it. Had she rendered him speechless? All he did was look at her, stare at her, then took a sip of wine, their gazes still connected. “Okay, um...y’all need to get a room,” Tamera said. “I feel like I’m interrupting something.” Tyson smirked. “You’re not interrupting anything, Tamera. You’re an eye witness to what true love looks and feels like.” “Aw...” she crooned. Gabrielle smiled. After dessert, Tamera headed upstairs. Gabrielle retreated to the bedroom to pack her suitcase for her trip and while she was busy rearranging items so that they fit perfectly in the small bag, Tyson walked up behind her, folding his arms around her while kissing her neck. “Remind me why I changed my mind about you going on the trip again.” “Because you love me.” “Yes. I do love you. What else?” “And you want me to be happy.” Tyson drew in a deep inhale of her scent. “Is it too late for me to change my mind? I’m starting to have second thoughts about you being away from me.” “Tyson,” Gabrielle sung. “Don’t do this to me, baby.” “I won’t,” he said, then kissed her. Moments later, they lie in bed making love and afterwards, they rested together, her opened suitcase next to the bed, the covers tussled about with a white sheet covering their bodies. “You okay?” he whispered to her. Gabrielle fought to catch enough air to answer him. “Um hmm. Are you okay, Tyson?” “Yes. Just wondering how I can miss you so much and you aren’t even gone yet.” “Tyson it’ll go by so fast, we’ll be right here on Sunday night lying in the center of the bed together.” “Yeah, I know. I’m just being an over-protective husband.” Gabrielle smiled. “So do I need to drop you off at the airport?” “No,” she responded, finding his hand. “Padma is coming by to pick me up around five-thirty. Our flight leaves at seven.” “Have you flown before?” “No.” “Are you nervous?” “Yeah, a little, but I’ll be with Padma and Lalita. I’m sure I’ll be fine.” Tyson sighed heavily. “Tyson, I’ll be okay, baby. I don’t want you worrying about me.” “It’s my job to worry about you.”“Don’t...I’ll be fine, okay?” “Okay, sweetie. Just make sure you call me before you take off, when you land and when you check in the hotel...oh, speaking of hotel, what hotel are you staying at?” “The Regal Midwest...I’m sharing a room with Lalita.” “All right,” he said, then took a kiss from her temple. Her sharing a room with Lalita settled him a bit. At least she wouldn’t be alone. “I’ll let you get some sleep so you’ll be ready in the morning.” “Okay, babe. Goodnight.” “Goodnight.”“So, we’re here ladies,” Padma said enthusiastically. She traveled a lot, but this is the first time she’d had the privilege of having two younger women to come with her – relatives.