Grayson POV
I entered my home, to the pleasant smell of something baking. I inhaled swiftly, appreciating the sweet aroma, as I put my briefcase down, looking around for Flair, who had to be in the home somewhere. She appeared in the front foyer as I took my coat off, taking it from me and folding it over her arm, a small smile on her face.
"You're home early," she said shyly, her cheeks a delightful pink color "is something wrong?" she asked concerned.
"I wanted to come home to my wife," I said nonchalantly and saw her blush even brighter pink, making me grin.
"What is that smell?" I asked eagerly, turning around and sniffing as Flair gave a small giggle.
"I hope you don't mind, I baked some brownies," she said quietly.
Brownies? We just got married this morning and the woman ha
