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.

not as though he spent the last week under horrendous stress, he scans over my cooking area. “Can I

to make up a fruit salad. I'd

“Good idea.”

inside then, “It’s like Mother Hubbard’s cupboard in there. I'll pop

greens. Spinach. Watercress. Anything like

five. I'll be right

fruits while she’s breastfeeding. Oh,

I’ve no guinea pigs in the larder and I’d prefer she uses mutton next

at me then pulls up a chair, comparing notes with Richard of the events of the previous

producing fragrant steam. I eye the table… Butter, marmalade, strawberry

you doing, Charlotte?

Master.” She ‘unhooks’ Cara from the breast… “Are

careful to check they’re giving you something suitable. You need to take them until that chest infection clears, and they’ll

the table. “There you go, everyone. Help

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

answering smile is broad and bright. “I’d

on the table. “Charlotte, will you

just need some glossy magazines, something with

says Michael. “I’ll see what’s out of date in Reception…”

following his

stands there, hand-in-hand with Klempner. Both are freshly showered and

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

Charlotte, where are your manners? Budge up, make some space for your parents. Michael, set two extra

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