Hot Revenge Box Set 2

James

Breakfast time.

Charlotte is up and about, refusing to stay in bed. And, while she is still tired, I see no reason to insist on bedrest. Right now, she will do far better for being back at home and enjoying ‘family life’.

Nonetheless, I’ve encouraged her to wear a woolly housecoat over the nightie, slippers and bed socks. Hopefully, that will prevent her trying to go outdoors. The fog outside hasn’t cleared yet and I don’t want the damp settling on her chest.

She's too pale. At least, she's always pale, but that's her natural colouring. Right now, there's still that pallid edge to her complexion that I don't care for.

Almost a week of being chained in her own shit.

Living on crap junk food.

Scared half mindless…

Blood loss from the birth...

Hmmm...

Charlotte sits with Cara on her lap, providing her breakfast and Beth sits close by making cooing noises.

She’ll enjoy a good breakfast…

And with that in mind, I’m at the hob with bacon, fried and scrambled eggs, tomatoes, mushrooms, black pudding and fried bread.

I rummage through the fridge, seeking inspiration. It's barely stocked. We've spent the last few days living on food from the freezer.

looking exactly not as though he spent the last week under horrendous stress, he

have to make up a fruit salad. I'd like to get

“Good idea.”

I'll pop across to the hotel.

greens. Spinach. Watercress.

I'll be right

she’s breastfeeding. Oh, and this…” He brandishes a jar. “Some kind of chutney. Apparently, it’s from the last of the

pigs in the larder and I’d prefer she

a chair, comparing notes with Richard

is producing fragrant steam. I eye the table… Butter, marmalade, strawberry jam, milk, cream, muesli, yoghurt, fruit

are you doing, Charlotte? I’m nearly ready

She ‘unhooks’ Cara from the breast…

you something suitable. You need to take them until that chest infection clears,

cooked food on the table. “There

eggs onto Charlotte’s plate, then tomatoes and bacon. “We should be finishing decorating the tree today

answering smile is broad and bright. “I’d love

table. “Charlotte, will you show me

just need some

in the hotel,” says Michael. “I’ll see what’s out of date in

following

Both are freshly showered

foot to the other. Mitch sucks at her lips. “May

a moment, there is silence, then I stand. “Of course you may. Charlotte, where are your manners? Budge up, make some

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