â€œBy all means, go out and do what you want,â€ he chuckled. Having a stay at home mother raising their kids while the father was out working all day would be absolutely wonderful. Gareth had his vision in his head and he didnâ€™t want to get rid of it. On the other hand he was not going to hold Christina back if she decided to get her own job, he had given her his word that he would not be one of those controlling husbands. If she wanted to get a job then he would most definitely support her decision as he said he would. What right did he have of holding her back, even though they had both agreed to their little vision? He wanted her to be happy, while he was sure she was happy with what she had now, that meant he would stand by her no matter what.<br/><br/>When she started running her hands through his hair he smirked at her. He knew he should visit his family but he was rather reluctant since that last reunion ended with world war three. â€œI suppose youâ€™re right, but if I get something thrown at me like last time, Iâ€™m putting the blame on you for dragging me into that.â€ He sighed softly and shook his head, though he was teasing a little. When he went to take another sip of his tea he playfully swatted at her when she took a bite from his plate. â€œDonâ€™t you have your own food? And donâ€™t worry I have saved plenty of room for desert.â€ His tone did not match his playfulness, unfortunately family and money troubles were leaving him in a bit of a sour mood. There were people in this world who did not like people touching his food.<br/><br/>Gareth was one of them, but for Christina he makes exceptions every once in awhile. In marriage making exceptions was just something you had to do in order to make it work. Though for how long, he wasnâ€™t sure. As much as he wanted to stay cheerful and keep playing along, he really was beginning to feel a little bitter. Everything was running through his mind at the same time as he wondered how the future was going to be for them.<br/><br/>â€œSo, what is for dessert?â€ Gareth asked calmly, wondering what she might have cooked up, when the phone rang. Turning his gaze towards the phone mounted on the wall he sighed and stood from his seat to go answer it. â€œHello?â€ He tensed when he heard the voice on the other line. After what seemed to be an hour long conversation, mostly of him answering the person on the other line with curt responses, whoever was on the other line obviously was frustrated with Gareth, the call was ended. After putting the phone back on the receiver he turned to face Christina. His expression was a bit crestfallen. â€œWell, looks like Iâ€™m working tomorrow. I had taken the day off to surprise you, you know, let us talk a little more about what weâ€™re going to do now that money is tight, but it seems they want me to work.â€<br/><br/>He walked over to the table, picked up his place, and put it in the sink. Dessert was becoming steadily unappealing right now. He was really looking forward to that day off, leave it to his asshole boss to ruin things for him.