Trouble in Canada
Request: “I’m your husband, it’s my job.”
a/n: I hope you enjoy this itty bitty 10 page writing that I’ve been working on for a few days now ! 😉 ALSO @whitechocolateperfection wanted some angst so I wrote some angst and I hope y’all enjoy and I’d love to know your thoughts!!!
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You picked your head up from rummaging in your bag and smiled at Ethan, your cooking class instructor, “My husband might be back in town, but I’ll see,”
Ethan nodded his head steadily. After a while of looking at each other, you diverted your gaze down towards the wooden table. You saw his tapping fingers slowly make their way towards your hand that was rested on the table.
Quickly, you moved your hand, and placed your engagement and wedding ring back on your left hand. You did’t like cooking with your rings on in fear that they could fall down the drain if you were washing your hands, “Uh, Thanks for the lesson, I’ll see you later.”
You heard an audible sigh escape his lips, “See you next week, Mrs. Mendes.”
As fast as you could, you scurried out the door and saw your friend, Jessie, waiting for you outside. She saw your flustered expression and smirked, “Looks like the teacher has a crush on the student.”