Pleasuring the Maid novel Chapter 24

**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.

'I swear that won't be happe...'.

'Stop it Bry, we'll go make new memories, right Ray? ' I turned to him satisfied with a nod from him.

'Okay, that's settled. ' I continued, clapping my hands together. I was so ready to get into the chlorine water with these handsome hunks.

Twenty minutes later we were all sated wanting nothing but to just relax and enjoy our Sunday.

We were currently seated on the carpeted floor, phones in our hands.

Every one was glued to their mobiles, enjoying the comfortable silence that came along with it.

There was comfortable soothing silence among us. It brought forth a nice calming effect on my mind. There were no thoughts at the moment, just the peaceful company from my men.

'Hey Ray. ' Bryson called out to Ray. He had this curious look on his face.

'Do you ever wonder why mum never send any pictures to us while she was gone?

I mean she'd come once in a while to check on us. But that was after she found out about the assault. ' He continued.

'Now that you've talked about it...' Ray was scratching his chin, probably thinking about what Bryson had said.

'You know I expected her to stay, but she waited till dad came back and left again. ' Ray continued.

'It still hurts me even to this day that she couldn't stay for me. What was so important in her life that she couldn't be there for me at such a time. You know if there's anything I wished for during those times was for her to drive me to my therapy sessions. '