“Not really, I told you everything that happened. It’s funny. I’m a nice person, but I….” I squeezed her again until she fessed up. “I’m happy that he got hurt.” She said that shit in a rush as if expecting me to scold her.
“Nothing wrong with that.” She gave a big sigh, kissed my chest and settled down to sleep. I waited until she was out like a light and left the room. I booted up my computer and read all the news clips about the incident. Though there was no way he’d ever know it was me, I wanted to see who knew what and how much they knew.
They didn’t have shit so I shut it down and then pulled my phone to deal with the other problem in my life. “Hi, are you back? I knew it wouldn’t last. What happened, she threw you over for her hot costar?”
She said all that shit before I even got a hello. “No to all the above. I’m just calling to let you know that the last time you contacted her, is the last time you’ll be contacting her. Your beef’s with me, leave it there. We clear?”
She didn’t say anything for the longest and I was ready to hang up. “I never thought you’d do this to me.”
“Zeta, again, kill the shit. I know what you’ve been up to the last five years remember? Same as you know what I’ve been doing. I think your problem is that I actually love her and for some reason that bothers you.”
Why the fuck am I having this conversation? “Look, there’s no point in going over this again. You might as well know, I’m gonna marry her…”
“Why because you knocked her up? I find that kinda hard to believe seeing as how you never touched me without protection.” Oh the irony.
“And yet I never even thought of it with her, not once. I’m sorry if this hurts you, but what we had is done. Even had she not come into my life when she did, I was looking to end it anyway so don’t go blaming her. And that threat you made about going to the press, that shit’s dead. You hurt her, you’ll be hurting me. You know me well enough to know what that shit means.”
There was nothing more to say so I said my goodbyes and hung up. I had no doubt she’d fade into the background never to be heard from again. There aren’t that many people in our hometown who doesn’t know my reputation, and not many would dare cross me.
“Come here Tara.” Damn sneak, I heard her on the stairs a good five minutes ago. She slinked her way towards me and I held out my arms so she could sit on my lap.
“You got what you needed?”
“You knew I was there?”
“Not the whole time, no, little sneak.”
She laughed and wrapped her arms around my neck and laid one on me. “So we’re getting married?”
“Well yeah. Where did you think this was headed?” “I thought you’d at least ask me.”
“Not my style baby. I figure after we finish here, we can do the deed while we’re visiting your parents.”
She almost flew off my lap but I caught her. “Are you insane? Do you know how long it takes to plan a wedding?”
“There’s a guy in my town who could do it in a day. All we need is a license.” She rolled her eyes and gave me on those female looks that interpreted meant men are stupid. That’s her problem. As long as my ring was on her finger before the kid got here I’m good.
Epilogue
“Shut it down.” I climbed up on the treadmill behind her once it stopped moving.
“How long you been on here?” She looked at the readout. “An hour and forty-five minutes.”
“This isn’t basic training, the fuck you trying out for?”
“Well I had that piece of cake at dinner.”
“You had a piece of cake so that means you have to kill yourself?”
“Well, the camera packs on ten pounds.”
“Fuck the camera. Let go.”
“I just have a few more…”
“No, Tara, fuck…” I pulled wrapped my arms around her and lifted her off before heading for the shower.
“What are you…where’s Natalie?”
“I put her down.” I stripped us both and turned on the water before stepping in and dragging her with me. Pain in the ass.
“Your breasts look heavy, do they hurt?” I soaped up my hands and rubbed them over her large tits. The baby had filled her out nicely but she was forever doing her best to lose it.
Personally I thought she looked amazing. But then she could weigh three hundred pounds and she’ll still look good to me. Fuck!
“No, I fed her before I put her down, you know, ten minutes before you came home and woke her up again.” I wasn’t about to have this argument with her for the one hundredth time.