The Last Supper

Watching her daughter‘s leg bouncing up and down, Miss Grace smiled weakly, and then she left the chair, sat at the edge of the bed by Peach, and rested her hand on her thigh, causing her to stop.

“I remember those days that you never wanted to leave my side…” Miss Grace said softly, and Peach looked up at her in guilt.

“It‘s not that I want to leave now, but I want Elijah to come…” Peach whispered,

pressing her teeth into her bottom lip. “Ugh, now that I have said it, I get what you mean.

But mama–”

“I am just teasing, and… Realizing that you are a woman now with a husband to go home to, and… I am happy for you, honey.”

“I am sorry that I seem anxious to go home. I am just worried about Elijah because… Well, it‘s the Hayes, and he‘s in the middle of this chaos and I am scared…”

“Honey, Elijah is–”

The sound of the room doorknob turning

startled both mother and daughter, and they turned their heads, looking at Elijah.

“He is here for you,” Miss Grace whispered as she faced Peach, stroking her chin tenderly, before standing up and squeezing Peach‘s shoulder.

“I feel like I should head out and give you guys a bit more time…” Elijah mumbled, staring between his wife and mother–in–law.

With a gentle smile, Miss Grace stood and walked over to Elijah, giving him a motherly hug, saying softly,” She‘s fine and ready to go home.”

“Are you sure?” Elijah asked, glancing at Peach again.

Drawing back two steps, Miss Grace nodded, giving him a reassuring squeeze and a pat on the arm, saying, “You two stay strong and take care of each other, all right?”

“Always,” Elijah said, meeting Peach‘s eyes, and they stared at each other for another moment, before Peach broke the contact, waking from the bed.

A while later, Elijah and Peach got into the back seat of the car, and the first thing that caught her attention was all the briefcases in the front seat. She just stared, not knowing how to process the thought of her husband having ten briefcases casually sitting at the front.

Suddenly, Elijah leaned his head on her shoulder, and that made Peach remain still, waking from her trance.

Elijah

her heart swelling with emotion, and she took in deep breaths, trying to keep herself calm,

lashes, Elijah chuckled softly, kissing her shoulder, and then moved his head away, leaning against the

chin to meet his eyes, asking with fluttering

board of directors thought it was their right to leave the

Peach blurted out her thoughts with

because he‘s a lawyer, and a bunch of company financial records

“But it‘s mine!”

Peach‘s gaze intensified as her

chance to prove myself fully because after graduation I had to help managed the motel, and I couldn‘t

in–”

master‘s degree in business management and finance.” Elijah finished for her with a small chuckle, nodding his head

as Peach pouted, looking at him with a soft

Elijah replied, his lips curving up in a faint

his chest, throwing her arms around him, burying her face into his shirt and breathing deeply,

at Peach, and as her words echoed in his mind, he felt

at the papers?” Peach mumbled,

her grip. “Can

over his emotions, but then he relaxed, smiling slightly as he ran his hands along her back, whispering, “That‘s ten briefcases of documents, your body is going

Peach looked up to meet Elijah‘s eyes and mumbled, “If I can‘t handle it, I promise to tell you… After all, I am not allowed

confession startled him slightly, but then he grinned gently, cupping her face and mumbling,

let out a nervous laugh, knowing she was going to get her way from the look of adoration in his

voice coming out low and husky as he stared at her lovingly. “You may

him a quick

look in his eyes, Peach darted

gaze dropping to her slightly parted lips, and he held his stare, allowing the moment to prolong, making her

closed his eyes tightly and pressed his lips onto hers, and Peach gasped softly as he deepened the kiss, her knees weakening as he pulled her closer, her hands reaching up to bury themselves in his hair as

lower lip softly, making her moan in a low

the rearview mirror, poor Dice kept his

be heard in the dining room of the Hayes mansion as the family of twenty five sat around the

brother. I heard that every employee walked out of Investistic Co. today. What pleasant news for

feelings among the family about his words, after all, he was losing the company, but Dean released the tension by saying, “Even with great losses, the downfall

swept away the remaining awkward atmosphere around the room and everyone started to chime in agreement, raising

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