Caught off guard and slightly concerned, I shifted so I could watch her."Can't you?"Emily seemed about to respond, then hesitated as numerous emotions...flashed across her face and she pointedly refused to meet my eyes."You really do care." Was there ever any question?" Well, we didn't exactly start off on the best of terms. I never thought you would be the first person to actually be completely honest with me," she replied with a shrug."It is not possible to become an Elite without caring about. “That shit stinks! I bet it’s gonna get us super fuckin’ high!”“Yep!” he said. “Let’s get smoked out, nigga.”Half an hour later, the room was filled with smoke and we were blazed as fuck. We were laughing and coughing at each other’s crazy stoner stories.“Man, I’m glad we finally got a couple days off, bro,” he said.“Yeah nigga,” I replied. “Too much work and shit got me stressed out. I need a break.”We both laughed again; we were so high, that everything was just funny as fuck.“Alright,”. I rose early the next morning and prepared my wife's tea, taking this to her in bed she smiled as she admired me walking across the bedroom in my new attire. "My office has rung and I have today off as a bonus, so you and I are going out..... Clear away the breakfast things and I will lay out some clothes for you, your dress sense needs refining!" I did as I was told.When I returned to my quarters there was a pair of heavily flared loose fitting trousers, a pair of flat converse shoes in pale. Matt told her those were his working plans and that the originals were at his parent's house. He would have his brother bring duplicates of everything he had by the time they were married.As he and Aric talked they made plans to build additions to Brianna and Aric's house, and the other kids for running hot and cold water inside.But in the case of Rayne and Matt's house they would build it from the ground up.Matt of course would designed it, but with heavy input from Rayne as to how she wanted.