Pleasuring the Maid

**Ava's POV***

'Hey! Mum said that's not your work anymore! ' Ray complained. I was in the process of frying cassava and sweet potatoes.

I had already made three cups of mixed herbal tea. This was Kenya and even though most people had long forgotten rich traditional foods, the Romans' still fancied such.

Traditional foods had this unique taste that I liked. Yes we ate junk once in a while, we tried not making it habitual though.

'Oh come on Ray, I'm hungry and I'm in no mood for cereal. Plus I enjoy cooking for you guys. ' It was the truth, I enjoyed every second of it.

'Smells good in here, what are you making? ' Bry walked in the kitchen with a smiley face. That's new, I thought.

I guess he was feeling free and happy after letting what was bothering him out.

'Lightly fried Cassava and sweet potatoes. ' Ray beat me to it, putting his hand on Bryson's right shoulder.

'Do you want to hit the swimming pool later? ' Bryson suggested, looking at the both of us, clearly waiting for an answer.

'Why not? Mum and dad won't be home till 7 in the evening. ' Ray added.

I didn't like that my thoughts went back to that night Bry kissed Ariel in the same pool.

My mind was prompted by the mention of the swimming pool to start replaying the scene. The images of Bryson's lips locked to Ariel's replayed in sequence.

I thought I had forgotten about it the moment Bry narrated his past, but no. That wasn't the case. It still hurt to admit it let alone remember it.

I didn't want to think about it and I certainly didn't want Bry to doubt my forgiveness. But how could I stop my mind from pushing forward the past to my present?

'Hey, I was a jerk that night. ' Guess he had already figured what I was thinking about.

won't be happe...'.

memories, right Ray? ' I turned

I was so ready to get

were all sated wanting nothing but to just relax and

currently seated on the carpeted floor, phones

to their mobiles, enjoying the comfortable

us. It brought forth a nice calming effect on my mind. There

to Ray. He had this curious look on his

wonder why mum never send any

she'd come once in a while to check on us. But that was

was scratching his chin, probably thinking about what Bryson had

stay, but she waited till dad came back and

couldn't stay for me. What was so important in her life that she couldn't be there for

the most caring woman I had

past

cheated on her? ' Bryson asked after a while.

exactly told us the reason behind

that they had grown up with their mum in

Renata, the bond they shared was so strong. Nobody would have guessed that she missed most of

? I mean the separation clearly didn't escalate to divorce, did it? '

though she moved in

after the separation lasted for so long they still managed to get back

they never fallen out

though, and she'd come every weekend to spend time with us. I guess

distance, we made sure to bond every time