Falling For The Man I Married

Chapter 43: Sunday breakfast

Madi's POV:

"Greg, can you give me the chocolate syrup, please?"

"Sure." he gave me the syrup from the counter as I continue to arrange the pancakes from the large plate.

"Thanks." I smiled at him.

"You're always welcome." and he winked at me. I just shook my head and smiled at him.

I woke up early this morning, even though I hate mornings and wake up early. But this is our last day in Belleville and I want to make breakfast for all of us. When I opened our bedroom door, I found Greg stretching and doing push-ups in the hallway. He asked me why I get up early and I told him that I was thinking of making breakfast, so we both ended up cooking in the kitchen.

He's making a cheesy and bacon omelette while I'm preparing my chocolate pancakes and chocolate muffins.

"I missed this kind of moment, Madi," he said as he flipped the omelette. Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

I looked at him immediately and made a face, motioning him to shut his mouth because someone might hear us.

"Ohh... I'm sorry," he said smiling shyly.

I sighed and playfully glared at him but he just gave me a throaty laughed as a return.

"Gregyyy..." I said teasing him with his most hatest nickname. I remember once Noelle called him that and he gave her a sharp look.

"Oh, Madielyn, stop it!" he complained scratching the back of his neck.

"Why?" I asked him grinning. "Nancy calls you that too."

"And you know I hate it. It's just for a kid!"

I laughed when he threw his hand in the air just to show me how he hates to call him by that nickname.

"I just have no choice when they call me that."

"But it's cute, you know."

"Yeah, for you Madielyn Davis, but for me, it's not. You're like my Mom, she loves to tease me by shouting that name in front of my friends. And sometimes inside the groceries store---"

"Greggyy!" we both turned to the squealing Nancy when she suddenly came out of nowhere. I can't help but burst out laughing when his jaws dropped in mid-air.

"Good morning, gregy." And I laughed even more that I need to clutched my stomach as I covered my mouth.

"Morning," he said not even bothered to mention the word 'good'.

"What are you cooking, Gregy?" Nancy asked looking at the pan.

"Your favorite cheese omelet," he answered coldly.

"Oh, okay. What about you, Sissy--- wait! Why are you laughing?" She frowned when she turned to me.

"Huh?" I noticed Greg behind her, glaring at me. "Because he hates it when someone calls him that name," I said while laughing.

"Ohh... I'm sorry Gregy! I didn't know you hate it when someone calls you Gregy. Don't worry, I'll try not to call you Gregy again. But for now, since you're my favorite cousin and you're cooking my favorite breakfast, I'll think about it, Gregy." she said and laughed with me too. I lost count on how many times she mentioned the word 'Gregy'.

"Argh! Madielyn Davis!" he said and playfully narrowed his eyes on me. He also started walking in my direction.

"Huh? Why me? I only mentioned it once!" I asked laughing as I started to step back.

"Because you still mentioned it to this stubborn lady!" he said referring to Nancy.

"Excuse me! I'm not stubborn!" Nancy defended herself as she laughed at his cousin.

"Yeah, but it's not my fault when she mentioned it six times." I continue to step back.

"Forget it, but when I catch you-----"

"And when you catch her, what?" I gasped when someone pulled me by the waist and my back slammed into a hard chest. I looked up to see the serious face of Gabriel.

"Love---" I tried to talk to him but he cut me off.

"What are you doing?" he asked in an irritated tone.

And I raised an eyebrow.

"We're preparing breakfast," I said seriously as I looked him directly in the eye. I don't get it, he seemed mad at me and Greg.

"Cooking breakfast--- but he's chasing you?" I was slightly shocked by the tone he used with me.

"Come on, Gabriel, we're just making breakfast and throwing some jokes here," Greg said and now back in front of the stove.

"Yeah, Gregy is right, Gab," Nancy added and I bit my lip, trying not to laugh when Greg suddenly turned to her.

"Yeah, is this the new form of joke, right now? Chasing my fiancée around the table? And if I don't show up here, you're going to chase her and then what--- hug her after that?" My eyes widened at his question, but Greg just laughed at him, while Nancy was having the same reaction as mine.

"Gabriel, what are you talking about?" I couldn't help but ask. What is happening to him? And he turned to me, glaring.

"Why? Am I not allowed to ask my 'cousin' and 'my fiancée' what's going on here in the kitchen?" he emphasized the word cousin and fiancée.

"Gabriel, what are you thinking about?" I asked him, not even sure if he's just acting, pretending or what because it's not included in what we have been talking about.

"What's going on here, kids?" Mr Wilsons came to our view.

"Oh, it's nothing Dad, it's just that... Gabriel is kinda jealous of Gregy here." Nancy said flipping her hair.

I saw how Mr Wilsons' face changed from frowning to being amused.

"I'm not jealous! I'm just asking!" Gabriel pulled me to his side. Nancy and I shared a look and I couldn't help but smile at the idea that he's jealous.

"Oh, really? But that wasn't the tone of a person who's just asking, Gabriel." Nancy raised her eyebrow at him.

"Stop it now, kids." Mr Wilsons stood between his two children. "Gabriel, you don't have to feel jealous with Gregy boy."

I looked away when I saw Greg's sour face while Nancy bit her lip to control her laugh.

"Dad, I told you I'm not jealous!"

"Okay, if you're not jealous then fine! But if you are---"

"Dad!"

"Fine! Fix your issues before your Mom came----whoa! Who made this?" he didn't finish what he was saying when he noticed the chocolate pancakes on the dining table.

"It's Madi, Uncle Jonas," Greg answered proudly.

"Wow! You know what, Gabriel? If I were you, instead of sulking and being jealous, I would give my fiancée a sweet, passionate morning kiss." Mr Wilsons said and he winked at me.

My eyes widened when Gabriel turned to me, grinning.

"Thank you Dad for giving me such a wonderful idea," he said as he tightened his grip on my waist.

"Gabri----" he immediately cupped my face and gave me what his father had said. A sweet, passionate and long morning kiss.

"Thank you, love. That's awesome," he said wiping my lips with his thumb. I glared at him and pulled his collar.

"You promised me last night!" I whispered through gritted teeth.

"I'm sorry love, but it was Dad who requested it. I'm just giving Dad his request," he said grinning and kissed me on the cheek.

I just blinked repeatedly. He's really bipolar, not just sometimes but all the times. Earlier, he's like a jealous boyfriend glaring at me and Greg, but now, I feel like I'd like to slap the grin on his face.

"Hmm... I can smell something sweet and delicious." We all turned to Mrs Wilsons and the other two women behind her, including Sav and Chris.

"Good morning, Ma." Nancy kissed her mother's cheek.

"Good morning." Mrs Wilsons hugged her back and then turned to me. "Good morning my beautiful future daughter-in-law."

I smiled awkwardly and greeted her back. "Good morning, Ma. Good morning Aunties." I also smiled with the two women.

"Wow, I like what my eyes seeing today." Uncle Jhon came from the door with Uncle James and the two boys, Phillip and Justine.

"Madi and Gregy, they made all of these." Nancy proudly announced.

"Really?" Mrs Wilsons asked looking at me and Greg. "Thank you, Madi and Greg for this."

"You're welcome, Auntie." Greg smiled at her.

"Madi, since you're good at cooking, why don't you start your own business? How about opening your own restaurant?" I gulped when Aunt Cindy asked me.

"Yeah, I agree with that." I secretly glanced at Greg who's biting his lips to suppress his laughter.

"Uhm... I-I am busy being my boss's assistant." I replied, emphasizing the word boss. Gabriel laughed next to me.

"Love, if you want to put your own business, I will support you. If you want, I can help you enrol in a cooking school so, you can have formal training-----" he didn't finish his sentence when Greg started laughing, well, not exactly at him but the idea that I will enroll in a cooking school again.

"What's funny?" Gabriel asked him with a raised eyebrow.

"Oh, nothing. It's not you, cousin. I just received some funny text messages from a friend of in college." Greg said, showing his cellphone. And I secretly glared at him when he emphasized his last word.

"Okay, Okay. Let's eat, for now, so we can start getting ready for the Sunday mass." Mrs Wilsons said and gestured all of us to sit down.

Gabriel kissed me on my forehead before sitting down next to me. He just smiled at me when I glanced at him.