'Til Death Do Us Part [ Editing ]

Chapter Six

Jonathan wrapped his strong arms around her waist tightly and began moving his hands up and down her back before placing one hand in her hair. He sighed and kissed the crown of her head.

"I understand, Jenna. It's natural for you to feel that way and I get it, my love. Vera made me understand that and I'm ready to make you feel more loved and cherished by me. You are my wife and my soul mate," he said and cupped her cheeks with both hands, his brown eyes stared deep into her own. "I am sorry for making it seem like what we had was nothing."

Jenna smiled. "It's okay, Jon. I don't really care anymore as long as we put it aside. I love you."

"I love you more," he whispered and kissed her lips softly then. "How about we remember our love for each other?" He wiggled his eyebrows.

Jenna giggled and pushed his chest softly then walked away from his hold to the door.

"First of all, I'm hungry and need my stomach stuffed," Jenna retorted in a cheery tone and left the room, leaving a laughing Jonathan behind.

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"So you two made up?" Gloria asked as they walked around the kitchen of Jenna and Jonathan's home.

The two women were busy preparing dinner, Jenna in front of a steaming pot that sat on a cooker while Gloria was cutting some vegetables on the kitchen counter beside her.

"Yes and I guess I was bothering myself for nothing. I mean, they are best friends and telling them to break whatever it is they have is like asking for a crazy divorce," Jenna replied while stirring the content of the pot.

Gloria nodded and cut out more of the vegetables on the counter. She paused and popped a piece of carrot into her mouth then pointed the knife at Jenna.

"But what about the lipstick stain on his shirt?" She asked and began to cut them again.

"Maybe that was an accident. Jonathan must've hugged someone who smeared her lipstick on his shirt. And like I said, I don't want to really think about all of these things anymore. My marriage to him is way important," Jenna replied, her voice almost filled with irritation. "Just skip this topic."

Gloria raised her arms up in mock surrender and resumed her duty on the vegetables. The room fell silent for almost a minute until the front door was opened and Jonathan walked into the kitchen with a smile.

"Hey, ladies," he said and walked over to Jenna. "Hello, Mrs. Hank." He kissed her forehead and smiled wider.

"You're home early, what happened? You're normally back at 7 but it's 5pm," Jenna said while she pulled his suit jacket off his body. She dumped it on one of the high chairs and walked back to the muscled man.

Jonathan sighed and shifted his gaze to Gloria who gave him a brief sideways glance before she dropped the knife and washed her hands.

"I'll be going home now and please, keep my share of the meal or better still, bring it to work tomorrow, okay?" Gloria ordered and Jenna nodded with a small laughter.

"Sure, Gloria. Bye," Jenna waved and the brown skinned woman beamed before leaving their presence and out the door.

"So?" Jonathan dragged with a glint of joy in his brown eyes.