Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 20

Bryant stood in the kitchen, bathed in the warm glow of the setting sun streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a soft halo around him that softened his usually cold demeanor.

He lowered his gaze, his defined and dexterous hands skillfully prepping the ingredients for dinner. The scene gave off a vibe of serene simplicity.

Perhaps sensing my stare, he glanced over with a light chuckle. “Why are you looking at me?”

“I just like looking at you.” My response was straightforward.

After all, admiring my husband was nothing to be embarrassed about, especially since he was quite the looker as if sculpted by the divine hands of God himself.

He was about to reply when his phone, tucked in his pants, rang.

As he was filleting a fish, he couldn't answer it himself. “Honey, could you get that for me?”

“Sure.” I moved to his side, reaching hesitantly into his pocket, a blush creeping up my cheeks.

Our intimacy was usually for the privacy of our bedroom, and outside of it, we maintained a respectful distance.

Noticing my hesitation, he glanced at me with a playful smirk. “We’ve been married for years. What’s there to be shy about? It’s just a phone, not anything else.”

“I know...” Despite my attempt to be careful, my hand brushed against him through the fabric, igniting an awkwardness between us.

Flustered, I managed to retrieve the phone, only to meet his meaningful gaze as I did.

The caller ID displayed Kevin. “Kevin, Bryant can’t talk right now. What’s up?” I asked after answering.

“Mrs. Ferguson.” Recognizing my voice, Kevin paused before speaking, “It’s nothing urgent. I just wanted to check a detail in a contract with the boss. Monday is fine.”

Neither Bryant nor I dwelled much on this little episode.