Brettly leaned into his wife hand as caress his face. Loving these tender moment he and Miranda shared. Wishing that from the very beginning that he had treated her this way.Not just these last few years. He smiled when she said to forget Gracie that she would get over it. Enjoying her feisty side. Smiling more as Miranda remembered their island getaway. They bought the island couple a years ago after their trip to Fiji. It had been Christmas present to her. He flew her out there as surprise on their private jet.  After the week of being there  he told her that the island was theirs.<br/><br/>Brettly was about to tell Miranda that she  had gotten another piece of her memory back. Then Gracie walked back into the room saying she got lost. Got lost my ass, Brettly thought. Knowing that Gracie knew the mansion as well as he did. The old Miranda forgave her, saying that she had gotten lost herself. Breltty stiffen when heard  Gracie suggest that she take care of Miranda and that he would be tried to be around her. Anger boiled within him. He couldn’t believe Gracie had the nerve to say that. It galled him more when Miranda said that Gracie had a point and that she would be okay. Gone was the feisty Miranda and the submissive Miranda was back. She was never able say no to Gracie. Brettly on the other hand had no problem telling her no.<br/><br/>“I will never get tired of Miranda.” Breltty growled. Trying to stay calm but failing badly. “There will not be a day that I will not want to take care of her.  She is tried and needs her rest.You have overstayed your welcome.” Yes he could have said it differently. A little nicer.  But  Gracie had pissed Brettly off. By implying that Brettly would be tried of being around Miranda. Karma was a bitch. Cursing himself for  treating Miranda that way in the past. Brettly got up and stalked towards Gracie. Placing a firm hand on her upper arm and guided out the of the library and  to the front door.<br/><br/>“Really, Brettly, There's  no need to man handle me.” Gracie yanked her arm from him . Then smiling up at him “Or pretend not to want me around” Leaning up and kissing him on the lips. Shoving her tongue down his throat.  Part of her hope that Miranda would see them kissing. Pushing her off him. Brettly glared down at her.<br/><br/>“ This is no act” He growled at her. Opening the door shoving her out the door. Hoping not to see her for a long time. Turning around to head back to the library, Brettly body vibrated with anger not just because  of Gracie action but of his past actions toward Miranda.