"This is how you're working this week? Is it normally how you work?" He asked."Yes, normally I go in on Mondays and check emails, see if there are any new cases, and grab any law books I need. Then on Fridays I hand in reports on the cases I have finished. Sometimes when I don't have all the books I need, I may go back in to get the ones I need. A lot can be researched online too." Chey replied back."Seems pretty flexible." He replied."Yes, for the most part." She agreed."They don't mind you working from home? Worry you may fudge the work hours?" He asked."No, honestly I probably work more this way, than if I were in the office. Hey, why all the questions about my job?" She laughed and asked."Just want to know everything about you." He answered."So, about Saturday?" He asked."I really don't want to go." She responded."But I really, really want you there! Please?" He begged."Why?" She asked."I want to show her that her plan didn't work. And I want to show you off. I want us
"Wait a minute! You can't just sit there and tell me what I'm going to do like it's some damn business deal!" Laura got loud."It's not a business deal." James said."You've already talked to my father, haven't you?!!" Laura said furiously."Of course." James said confidently.Laura storms out of the apartment and left without James. James shook his head, then stood up."Cheyenne, thank you for the nice dinner. Please excuse our drama. I look forward to another dinner date in the future. Good night." James apologized.James left. Chey and Matt stare at each other dumbfounded."Okay then." Chey said surprisingly."Wow! Even I know you never tell a woman what to do!" Matt said."I think James is, what's the word I'm looking for?" Chey thought."Impersonal? Strict? Boorish? Anal? No personality?" Matt started saying words off."Matt! That's not nice! I was going to say he's very private and professional." Chey said."Yeah, that too!" Matt agreed.They clean up dinner and went to bed. Aft
"Nope, considering I have you blocked from your last stupid stunt you pulled." Matt said angrily. "I have no idea what you're talking about, baby." Stacy said. Stacy tried to rub up against Matt but he pushed her away. Matt was getting very angry and started to tell her off but Chey stopped him. “Baby let me handle this. (She puts huge emphasis on the word baby.) Stacy, is it? (Not giving her time to reply and hurrying on.) Let me tell you how it is. Matt is my boyfriend. He has NO interest in you whatsoever. You should have more respect for yourself than throwing yourself pathetically at a man who can’t stand the sight of you. You’re making a laughing joke of yourself in your pitiful attempts. What would daddy say? Embarrassed I’m sure, he’d probably just shake his head.” Chey said furiously. “Now run a long and stay the fuck out of our life!” Chey shouted. “You slutty bitch!” Stacy slapped Chey across the face. “Matt is mine!” Stacy screamed. By this point everyone had stoppe
Chey felt many emotions. Shock, irritation, jealousy, and confusion. Matt pushed Angel away and walked over to Chey. He grabbed her hand and pulled her to his side and smiled at her.“Chey, I'd like you to meet Angel. Angel is a neighbor and her family and mine have been friends for generations. Me and Angel have been friends since birth. Angel this is Chey. Chey is the love of my life and my girlfriend.” Matt introduced.“Nice to meet you. Sorry Mattie didn’t even tell me about you at all.” Angel responded.“Very nice to meet one of Matt’s friends.” Chey said.Angel seemed very sweet and country bumpkin type. But Chey felt uneasy. While she could see Matt had Angel friend zoned, she sensed that wasn’t the case for Angel. She had no idea why. She seemed like she was a nice person. Maybe it was jealousy? God, she didn't want to be that girl. Every time Angel called him Mattie Chey cringed inside. The nickname grated on her nerves. She was doing good so far at hiding it.“So, Mattie ar
“I’m in the truck. Matt, I want to go home.” Chey said. “Stay there, I’ll be there in a couple minutes.” Matt replied. Chey could hear Angel in the background. “Ah come on Mattie. You’re not leaving me, are you? You’re not letting her ruin our fun?!” Angel was whining. Then Matt hung up. He didn’t even glance Angel’s way as he headed for the truck.“Baby where were you? As soon as I saw you weren’t behind me, I went back to find you.” Matt said. “Well maybe if you weren’t drug off into a crowd!” Chey retorted. “What?” Matt said. “I want to leave NOW!” Chey insisted. Chey got in the truck and Matt followed her. He started up the truck and left. “Just because we got separated doesn’t mean we couldn’t stay and enjoy the festival.” Matt proceeded. “Soon as you drop me off, you’re more than welcome to go back to your “friends”.” Chey retorted. “Now why would I want to go without you?” Matt asked. Chey refused to look at him. She was upset and had a feeling of something not righ
Matt pulled on his briefs and jeans but no shirt. Chey put on a tank top and shorts. She decided to not wear a bra or panties. They weren’t going anywhere right now. They went downstairs hand in hand. Angel was in the kitchen talking to the housekeeper. “So, what did you need?” Matt asked. “Matt I am so sorry, had I known, well I would have knocked. I mean I’m not used to knocking, you know that. We’ve never had to before.” Angel said. Matt seemed confused. And Chey saw it for what it was, a ploy. One to interrupt them, and two to make Chey think they, in the past, were into going into each other’s room. “Well Angel, what did you think two adults were doing in a bedroom in the middle of the day with the door closed?” Chey interrupted. “I ah I didn’t think.” Angel replied. Then Angel burst into tears and ran out of the house. Of course, Matt went to follow her. “Seriously?” Chey said, pissed. “What?” Matt asked. “Hook, line, and sinker! Unbelievable!” Chey said. C
There was line dancing in the center of the room. Angel was out there. She had on a gray tank top, cowboy boots, and denim shorts. If her shorts were any shorter, you could see her who-ha! “I see my friends over there. They have a table.” Matt pointed out. “Hey guys! Chey this is Chance. Chance, this is Chey my girlfriend.” Matt introduced. “Nice to meet you ma'am.” Chance replied. “Nice to meet you too.” Chey replied. “And these 2 lovebirds are Pam and Garrett. They’ve been together since junior year?” Matt asked. “Nice to have another real girl around.” Pam said. “Nice to meet you.” Garrett said. “Nice to meet Matt’s friends.” Chey said. “And this is.” Matt started to say. “Trace.” Chey answered. “I’m sorry, have we met?” Trace replied. “Yeah, at the festival. When you told me Matt was looking for me.” Chey replied. “I’m sorry, but I’ve never seen you before. I don’t even know your name.” Trace responded. “You didn’t run into her at the festival?” Matt ask
They talk and laugh for several hours. Chance did in fact take the little blonde home. “I’m going to the bathroom before we leave.” Chey said. “Me too.” Pam agreed. They went to the bathroom and of course there’s a line. So they got in line to wait.“I’m glad to see Matt with a real good person.” Pam said. “Thanks, I’m glad to meet some of his real friends.” Chey said. “Girl don’t get me started!” Pam replied. “Angel and Trace?” Chey asked. “Two snakes in the grass. Never turn your back. Matt doesn't see it, they never allow him to see what pathetic piece of shits they are.” Pam said. “What do you mean?” Chey asked. “Well, you have miss two fake goody shoes "oh golly me”. And then Mr. Fake best friend who’s so jealous, who would stab Matt in the back whenever the chance arises.” “I knew I wasn’t imagining it.” Chey stated. “Nope, watch your back.” Pam said. “Thanks Pam! I hope we can become great friends. Please don’t say anything, but I think things between me and Matt ar
Could I be? Or is it the stress? I wash my face and brush my teeth again. The police escort is here to take me to the hospital. I get to the hospital and Grant is signing his release papers to leave. “We need to stop at the pharmacy. I need to get some gauze to change the dressing on my hand." Grant replied.“Umm, yeah I need to stop and get something as well.” I said. “Oh? What?” Grant said. “Well.. I ah.. Gosh this is so not the time, and so hard to say.” I stuttered. “Darling what’s wrong?” Grant asked. “Well I thought it was nerves, but I’m not sure..” I replied.“Not sure about what?” Grant asked. “I’ve been getting nauseous. And I’ve thrown up a few times.” I explained. “Something you ate?” Grant asked. “No, I don't think so.” I denied. “Stomach bug?” Grant asked. “No.” I replied.. “I don’t understand?” Grant was confused. “I think I might be pregnant.” I blurted. “Say something please?” I begged. “I’m just caught by surprise. I mean I know due to the situation th
The ambulance and police finally get there after what seemed like forever. They take Grant to the hospital but I have to stay behind to talk to the police and the detective. “Yes, that's definitely brake fluid. I’m going to go look under his truck at his brake lines. I’ll also have a professional look it over. I’ll be in touch.” Detective said. “Okay, thanks! I need to get to the hospital.” I said. I go to the condo and get my stuff and call an uber for the hospital. I get there and have to wait in the waiting room until they get him in a room. “Are you family of Grant’s?” Dr.Greene asked. “Yes. We live together.” I replied. “I can’t discuss his condition without you being family or his consent. But he is in a room now and you can see him.” Dr.Greene said. “Thank you, that’s perfectly fine. I understand your policy.” I responded. I went into his room, sick to my stomach. He’s here because of me. Because of my deranged ex. His head is bandaged and his face is pa
KENZIE'S POINT OF VIEW He’s so angry and I’ve not heard him use the f word. Grant’s not the kind that curses, one of the things I love about him. He doesn’t smoke either and drinking is strictly a glass at special dinners. “Why didn’t you tell me earlier? I should have been here to make sure you had an escort home.” Grant said. “I didn’t want you to be worried while you were driving. And we can’t let his bullshit control our life. You have work and I have work. I took an uber and I will from now on, on the days you’re gone.” I said. “Okay, but I want you straight home and not to go anywhere. You’re safe here and at work.” Grant said. “I know and I will. I promise.” I agreed. Good, let’s eat before it gets cold.” Grant replied. After we ate, we watched a movie. And half way through it we couldn’t keep our hands off each other. The rest of the movie was forgotten. “You make me insane everytime I see you. I want to take you to bed and strip your clothes off you. And make lov
KENZIE’S POINT OF VIEW We lay there for several minutes waiting for our breathing to calm down. And I realize this is real love. I’ve never felt this much, it’s more than sex. it’s mind, body, and heart. Wow 36 years old before I find real true love! He leans down and his lips meet mine. No hurry, taking his time enjoying the pure bliss and aftermath of our love making. He lays down beside me and when his body leaves mine I feel so empty. He pulls me into his arms and kisses me again. We’re laying on our sides facing each other. His legs tangled in mine, his arms wrapped around me. END OF KENZIE’s Point of view “Wow, that was amazing. It was the best I’ve ever experienced.” Grant said. “Me too.” Kenzie agreed. “Give me a few minutes and I want a repeat.” Grant smiled. “Ah Grant?” Kenzie said. “Hmm?” Grant said. “We didn’t use protection.” Kenzie said. “You’re not on the pill?” Grant asked. “No. I can’t take the pill. I have a condition that makes me highly suscep
“Yes?” Grant said. “Umm he can’t get up here right?” Kenzie asked. “No he can’t. Even after he gets out of jail don’t worry about him coming back here.” Grant replied. “Okay, would you..” Kenzie started to say. “Would I do what??” Grant asked. “Uh, nothing, never mind. See you in the morning.” Kenzie said. “What is it Kenzie?” Grant asked. “I just, um, I don’t want to be alone.” Kenzie responded. “Would you like for me to sleep with you tonight?” Grant asked. “Would you mind? I mean just sleep, that’s all.” Kenzie blushed. “Go to bed, I’ll be there in a few minutes.” Grant said. Grant made sure the door was locked. Then he went to his room to change clothes. He put on gray joggers and no shirt. “Oh my, I didn’t think this through. I don’t think I’m getting any sleep tonight.” Kenzie thought. “Ah, where’s your shirt?” Kenzie asked. “You’re lucky I have joggers on. I normally sleep in my boxers.” Grant responded. He climbed in bed behind her. Her heart was b
It must be Bob or Grant. Bob has been bragging so much about how well the office is running now. She went to the front desk. There’s a beautiful flower bouquet. “I’m McKenzie Berkley.” Kenzie said. Front desk said. “ This is for you. They are so beautiful.” “Yes, they are. Thank you!” Kenzie said. “Miss me?” Leo said. He’s right behind her and the fear is stuck in her throat. Slowly she turned to him holding her breath.“What are you doing here?” Kenzie asked. “I came to collect my wife.” Leo said. "I don’t know if my face is pale from fear or red from embarrassment as the front desk clerk knows I’m living with Grant." Kenzie thought.“Ex-wife, and I’m not going anywhere with you. I left you and filed for divorce.” Kenzie said. “And I refused the divorce and you are coming home where you belong.” Leo grabbed her wrist. “No I am not! I am home. I live here now!” Kenzie said. “How can you afford this?” Leo asked. “That’s none of your business.” Her face turned red. He squeez
“We don’t need privacy. I broke up with you almost a year ago. Why do you keep showing up where you’re not wanted?!” Grant shouted. “But baby you know our parents want us to marry, have kids, be with our own kind.” Amber responded. “Holden, you were supposed to keep my alien status a secret!” Kenzie crossed her arms. He bursts out laughing and she gives me the death glare. “You think you’re funny don’t you?” Amber asked. “Ah, Holden, you should read this text from Mary.” Kenzie said. “Yeah, I know I am. I’d rather be funny than a desperate woman.” Kenzie said. “Look Amber, for the last time I don’t love you. I am not marrying you. As a matter of fact I’m in love and seeing someone else. So don’t come back here.” Grant replied. “You don’t mean this old hag do you?! Please tell me you’re joking?!!” Amber said. “Shut your mouth! Leave now before I call security! And don’t come back!” Grant yelled. I open the door and held it open. She storms out. “I see, I’m not the only one w
“I want to say yes, but I feel it’s a bad idea.” Kenzie saId. “You saw how big my condo is, It’s paid for. All I pay are utilities. Stuff I pay whether you’re there or not.” Grant explained. “Let me pay half?” Kenzie said. “If it will get you to say yes, okay.” Grant said. “Are you going to tell Leo?” Grant asked. “No, I’ll leave a note when I leave.” Kenzie responded. Kenzie didn't tell him about the one time she packed to leave and Leo threatened to kill her. Telling her he’d rather her be dead than with someone else. Or the many times he said if he caught her with another man he’d kill them both. It’s all talk, she thinks. She's moving 6 hours away and not telling him where. She goes on lunch break to the courthouse and picked up the paperwork she needs to fill out for the divorce. She'll file it the Friday she leaves. Mary and Pat are going to help her pack at the last minute. All she really has are her clothes. Grant is bringing his truck after Leo leaves for work. Her
“I can draft a letter for you and list my info, and say It’s a training trip. And maybe you could stay a couple days?” Grant said. “I don’t think I can afford that.” She responded. “You could ride down with me on Sunday and then I can drive you back when you’re ready. I’ve got vacation days I can take. And I have a 3 bedroom condo. So you don't need a hotel.” Grant explained. “I don't know if that’s a good idea.” She said. “I promise to be a complete gentleman. No funny business.” Grant said. “Okay.” Kenzie said. So I tell Pat and she’s more excited than me. She’s going to help my cover story in case Leo calls my work. When the letter came in the mail Leo threw one hell of a fit. Said he forbade me to go. We fought every day, I almost backed out. But Sunday came and I had my luggage and met Grant at my office so I could leave my car. “How bad was it today?” Grant asked. “Just more ranting and cursing.” She said. “I found several very affordable apartments in goo