Charlotte Mason
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At 2pm on the dot I sat at the coffee shop in front of Kate. It was so good to catch up with her now that everything was out in the open. I just didn’t know how our friendship would work when all I wanted to talk about was Lex fucking me a dozen times in the past forty eight hours.
“So... how’s everything going?” she asked as she took a sip of her cappuccino.
“Is this going to be weird? You know, talking about him?”
“As long as you veer off the subject of anatomy I think it’ll be fine.”
“Please, I’m not Eric.”
“Aah touché.”
“I guess it’s been great, I mean you know, like it’s surreal. All of a sudden I’m living with him and pregnant with his baby, but you know, it’s been like a day. We both have busy schedules and it’s going to be hard for us to find time to just chill.”
“Right Mr. Edwa... I mean Lex is a workaholic but I know he is making time to clear his schedule. Just this week is crazy with the chancellor being in town and we have this huge deal riding on him. I’m surprised he let me have coffee with you... but then again he probably wants me to check up on you,” she chuckled.
“Well you can tell him I’m fine and I won’t shy away from having a catch up with a good friend.”
She smiled. “Yes, a very good friend.”
“This is weird though, right?”
“Totally weird. I get it, he is Lex to you, but to me he will always be Mr. Edwards. Blimey, he is a lot to handle.”
“You’re telling me. I can only imagine what he is like in the office.”
“Uh, let’s see... control freak… obsessive...to put it mildly.”
“Mmm kinda hot though. Tell me what’s going on with you.”
“Hmmm bugger all, I haven’t gotten laid in like a month. I believe I’ve been re-virginized. The men in New York suck... I seriously cannot find anyone decent.”
“You won’t find anyone going clubbing with Eric that’s for sure. In fact, if you want to go on a man hunt, do not involve Eric. Since my man hunting days are over I am more than happy to accompany you, just for support.”
“Oh please, and get fired in the meantime? Lex would kill me for dragging you along. No, it’s okay. I wish to live a long healthy life. Just without mind blowing sex. Seriously though, how long before I become a virgin again?”
“I don’t know… a year? Can we google this?”
So that’s what we did for the rest of our time, looking at Google images of ladies who believed they were virgins again. I couldn’t stop laughing, it was one of those things that Eric would never do, and just looking at a vagina sends him into heaving vomit-like symptoms. We said our goodbyes and I headed back to the office to drown myself in work so that time could pass quickly.
The afternoon got busier and I barely found myself able to catch up on emails or even Eric. I looked at my schedule; it was jam packed this week but hopefully it would settle by next week. It was Christmas soon and I hadn’t even begun to think of what to buy for everyone. I marked in my calendar to organize a shopping day with Eric. He had been quiet today, not his usual flamboyant self. Before I knew it, it was 6pm. The office was quieter and I realized that I had buried my head in this brief for the last four hours. I quickly checked my emails before closing the office and heading home.
It was after eight when I sat on the couch, reading over a case, waiting for Lex to come home. I received a text startling me from the paper.
Sorry stuck downtown with Chancellor Walsh.
Won’t be home till late.
Sleep well beautiful, I promise I’ll make it up to you.
I was disappointed when I read the text, but I knew Chancellor Walsh was the head of a group of prestige schools in the country and according to New York Times he was only in New York for today. This was Lex’s life; I don’t know why part of me expected that it would be different now, that we would both be home by six every night, cook dinner together and have a lovely meal followed by hot sex and mindless TV. He was a fucking billionaire for god sakes and o
bviously worked hard to get to that position. I climbed into bed and took out my What to Expect When You’re Expecting book, but fell asleep soon after conception.
It was dark, but I felt him slide in beside me. His body smelled amazing, freshly showered, and with heavy eyelids I opened them slightly to see my clock. It was just past midnight. I stirred, trying to wake myself up.