CHAPTER EIGHTY

“Good evening Ash '' Drake greeted Ashely as he stepped into the house.

Chuckling “You remind me of Drea, it seems like you were busy” She commented.

“Yes, I had a late evening meeting. You didn't have to wait up for me” He tugged his tie settling on the couch.

“Well I was worried, I couldn't reach your phone too”

“I am back now,” He chuckled.

“Have you eaten?” He asked pulling his shoes away.

“Yes, I couldn't wait for you” She pouted.

“Foodie, I already ate. I am just tired” He groaned, reclining on the couch.

Ashley got up and moved behind him, giving him shoulder and scalp massages. "Better now?" she asked.

He groaned, "Gosh, I feel so relieved right now," as Ashley laughed.

“Where did you learn it?” He asked his eyes shut.

“I use this magic on Alan whenever he is tired from work, he loves it a lot” Ashley replied while Drake stiffened on hearing Alan’s name.

“You must still love him,” He added.

“Yes, I can't hate him even if I try” She chuckled sadly.

He took her hands and place