Bryce sat in the waiting room in the same clinic that Addison went to for her fertility stuff, and couldn't help but think about all the things that led to where they were. He hated that he said the things he had, but he was just so mad that she seemed to be putting down roots in Nebraska when she should be headed home to be with him. He was checking his email on his phone while waiting for Renee and was surprised to see one from his brother.To: Bryce PortwoodSubject: Riddle Me ThisHow does a douche like you end up with a saint like your wife? Em sent me a message and let me know that Addison was down. I guess I didn't realize how off she was feeling, but Addison really helped her out. Not sure how you got her, but don't fuck it up. Lightening doesn't strike twice. Seriously, though, thank Addison for me. "Thanks for reminding me," he said under his breath. He was about to send a quick email back to his brother when Renee came out of the office. With a small smile, she walked
Addison pulled into the driveway of a modest home on the edge of town the next evening. From the outside, it looked like any other family home, and she was a little surprised that Sam chose to live in a home rather than something that required less work and responsibility. She knew first-hand how demanding his job could be, and sometimes having a house of her own was enough to send Addison over the edge. Thankfully she had Bryce to deal with all that for her. Just thinking about that made her cringe. He'd flip out if he knew she was here. He'd hate it, and that made her feel guilty. She shouldn't be here doing this with Sam. They should have found a public place. He'd asked if she wanted to meet someplace else, but she'd said it wasn't a big deal. Now that she was sitting in the driveway, she wasn't so sure."Too late now," she told herself as she grabbed her bag in the front seat and opened the door. Ringing the doorbell, she waited and fidgeted with her shoulder strap wondering if th
Bryce fidgeted in his office as he watched the clock slowly tick. "Come on already," he chanted at it. He'd thought about leaving work early, but he knew that'd make the waiting worse. At least at work, he was somewhat busy. If he were to leave, he'd just go crazy and probably be at the airport way too early. In just an hour he'd see Addison, his wife that he hadn't seen since she'd walked out, the woman he loved more than anything. He wasn't sure what would happen, but he was bound and determined that they were going to hash through a few things before she left again. If he had his way, she would cancel her flight, and he'd go with her to get the rest of her stuff another time. Leaving early in case traffic was bad, which it wasn't, he pulled into the parking lot and headed into the airport to go wait for her. Sitting still wasn't going to happen. He was pacing by the baggage claim, and when pacing didn't do it, he started bouncing on the balls of his feet. Surely he looked like a c
Bryce was at the end of his rope. He wasn't sure how to get through to his wife. He didn't know what she needed from him and was pretty sure she didn't know because she hadn't been dealing with the miscarriage at all.When they'd left the hospital, she had closed herself off and refused to talk. He barely got her to leave the bedroom that first week home. She'd taken a couple weeks off work, and then when that time was up she went from a zombie to the shell of a woman she'd been ever since. If someone didn't look too hard, they'd never know anything was wrong, but he had to live with it every day, and it was slowly killing him. He had tried to help, tried to talk to her, but anytime he did she'd retreat back into herself. Eventually, the pain of seeing her so closed off hurt more than just letting it go.He knew the news they got at the doctor's office was going to be devastating for her. Sure he hated it because it made his wife hurt, but he could care less how they got their children
Addison sat in shock as she listened to what Bryce had just said. It wasn't necessarily the words he'd used. No, he was often vulgar and talked like that a lot. It was the fact that he was angry with her, and those comments were directed at her. Sure she'd closed herself off from him when she left. She had to. If she hadn't, she would've never been able to leave. Being home with him, and the time they spent together made her realize just how much she missed and needed him in her life. She needed to fix herself, and if she was trying to please Bryce or be half of a whole, she didn't think she'd be able to really focus on what needed to happen. That's why she had to go back. The way he was talking to her though it was as if he hated her as if she'd done something to make him hate her. He had told her he didn't."I... I don't know what's going on? Why are you so upset?""You damn well know why and don't try and play all innocent. I should've known better.""I'm sorry. I just don't know h
Bryce had thought about the papers sitting on the table in front of him for over two weeks. The more he and Addison had talked about it, the more he realized that there was no way she had anything to do with them. When he first got them, he was in shock and freaked out. He was certain anyone would do the same. The more he looked at them, though, he knew it didn't come from her. She wasn't the kind of person who'd demand the kinds of things the divorce decree in front of him was. She'd told him that she was planning on talking with her parents about it, but that had been two weeks ago and so far, she hadn't. They had usually played by the rule, her parents, she deals with it, and if it were his parents, he would deal with it. In this case, though, he wondered what he needed to do. He couldn't see disrespecting Dan, but he wanted him to know that this wasn't okay either. Bryce also wanted his wife to know that he could fight her demons for her too, and even though Dan scared the piss ou
For the first time in a long time, Addison was excited to see her husband. She had promised him she'd be working on herself, and she had been doing just that. She was feeling more like her old self, and except for the fact that she couldn't have kids with the man she loved and who deserved them, she was starting to heal. The fact that he had decided to surprise her with a weekend visit made her heart flutter and reminded her just why she'd fallen in love with him. "Where are we going?"The boyish smile that was on his face made her smile back at him, "It's all a big surprise. Sorry."Groaning she said, "You know I hate surprises.""That's what makes them even better. Just sit back and relax."About three hours later they pulled into Omaha. Her brows furrowed, "Are we going to see your family?""I love my family, but no. If my plan works out the way I want it to, we won't have time to see them."Something was bothering her, and she wasn't sure how to ask without it sounding strange. No
Walking into his parent's house the next morning was a total one-eighty from the night before. Gone was the sense of dread and uncertainty. In its place was nothing but joy, love, and pure acceptance. Bryce couldn't believe that coming clean and letting his parents in on his life would make feel it feel like his burden was lighter. It felt good to know that if he needed anything now, he could just pick up the phone."There you two are," Penny said as they walked into the kitchen. "It's about time you made it over. Just give me a few more minutes to get the coffee on, and breakfast will be ready.""Really Penny, you didn't have to do all this. We could have just grabbed something."If looks could kill, Addison would be dead. "Addison, don't you ever say something like that again. Besides if you would have just stayed here like you usually do, I would have made breakfast anyway.""Mom, I told you, we didn't want to be a bother, and we needed some alone time.""First, I'll forgive you bec
NINE MONTHS LATERWes looked up at Hailey in awe. She had overcome her fears and had rocked the shit out of her time on the stand. When she had decided to stay in DC, it was to support her friend who was pressing charges against the two guys sitting not far from Wes, guys he'd like to take outside and punch a few times. They both thought the process would be over somewhat soon, but the whole thing seemed to take time, a lot of time.During that time, they'd grown closer. They'd spent many nights talking on FaceTime and the phone. They'd only been able to see each other in person one other time, and that was in April. Wes had flown to DC to see Hailey again. He'd brought Cali with him that time, and he'd spent a week with her. While he was with her, she took him to see some of the sites. They were down at the National Mall, and as they walked by the Tidal Basin with the trees full of Cherry Blossoms, he got down on one knee and asked her to marry him. They'd gone home, and sh
"You did what?"This conversation wasn't going like she planned. She had envisioned telling Wes she'd turned down the amazing opportunity, and he'd say how much he loved her and appreciated that, and they'd ride off into the sunset together. Instead, it sounded like he was... mad? How was that possible?"I thought you'd be happy.""You gave up a great opportunity on a whim? Yeah, that's something to be excited about.""I don't get you, Wes!" She yelled into the phone. "First, I don't move in with you after college, and you break up with me. Now I give up my job, and you're mad. What's a girl supposed to do?""That's just it. You didn't even bother to ask. You just made the decision on your own. It's the same as last time.""But... but I gave everything up for you."Hailey heard Wes sigh over the phone, "I don't want you to give it all up. I want us to be a team. Isn't that what you want?""I just thought that I was doing this for us.""Maybe if we'd have talked about it, we
Wes waited around like a kid waiting for his crush to call. He wanted to pick up his phone the second he knew Hailey got off work, but he didn't want to overwhelm her. So, he'd held off and was waiting for her to call. Only he was losing it because it had been hours since she should have gotten off work, but he hadn't heard anything at all, not even a text.When it came time for him to crawl in bed, he took Cali out, looked at his phone one more time, and finally gave up on the idea that he'd be hearing from Hailey. He hated that he still felt like she didn't include him in her life, but that would come, he hoped.Just as he was about to fall asleep, his phone rang. Grabbing it from his nightstand, he looked at the screen and was surprised to see Hailey's name there. She was a total night owl, but with her having an hour on him, he figured she'd have been in bed a long time ago."Hey," he answered."You're mad." It wasn't a question."Not mad. I'm more hurt."He heard Hailey le
Wes: You're ignoring me. Stop it.Hailey looked at the text the next morning and realized that she needed to call Wes. Picking up her phone, she dialed his number. It didn't even ring twice before he picked up."Glad you decided to call. I was giving it until tomorrow, and then I was looking at plane tickets.""Wes, get serious. And here I was worried I'd be waking you up.""Oh, I've been up for a while. I haven't been able to sleep right since I got back. And I am serious. Cici has been all over my ass since I came back to work. She said the only people who can stand me are the animals. Most of them can't stand being around me either. Thankfully Cali doesn't seem to mind my mood.""She must be a good dog." "She is.""You didn't tell me much about her. When did you get a dog?" she asked."A few months ago. I went to Kentucky for Sexy Kenny's bachelor trip. We went away hoping to be doing nothing but drinking and relaxing in the woods and ended up rescuing a mom and her p
There's no two ways about it, Wes was miserable. He missed Hailey, it was colder than crap out, and things just seemed to be going downhill since he got home. On the way home, Wes' flight had been delayed overnight due to weather, so he'd got stuck in Chicago. When he got home, he found out that not only had his pilot light gone out on his furnace, but his pipes had frozen too because it'd been so cold. Thankfully they hadn't burst. Because of all that, he'd been staying at a hotel. His landlord told him that with the weather warming up next week, it should fix the issue, but there was no guarantee. The icing on the whole craptastic cake, Hailey had been distant, and there wasn't a damn thing he could do about it. Even Cali had been standoffish sensing his foul mood.A knock at his office door had him barking out a, "What?""Geeze boss, I thought you'd have come home in a better mood," Cici said as she wondered in. "One of us was alone with a member of the opposite sex, and th
Christmas music filled the space, and Wes wondered what time it was. Ever since he'd got to DC, she'd been up early, most of the time beating him up. It looked like she beat him up again. Throwing his legs over the side of the bed, he found his sweats and slid them on before heading out to see what she was up to. He hoped she wasn't going to any trouble. A flurry of activity was going on in the kitchen, and Hailey was moving around in a whirl. Pulling out a pan from the oven, she set it on the counter, and then looked up and spotted him."Hi," she said with a small smile."Hey.""I made breakfast."Smelling the rich aroma made his stomach growl, "It smells amazing.""It's just omelet muffins. It should hold us over until I can get lunch made.""I'll help with lunch," he told her as he reached over and grabbed one of the muffins burning himself in the process."You don't have to.""I want to."The pair ate breakfast together but didn't really talk about what had happened or what
The pounding on the door started again, and Hailey curled up tighter. She just wanted it all to go away."Hailey, you in there?""Wes?" she asked knowing he couldn't hear her.Slowly she stood, trying to get her bearings. Her legs didn't want to work, and she was worried they might give out on her. When the loud knocking started again, it scared her so bad she jumped and held her chest hoping it would slow her heart. Checking the peephole just to make sure, she confirmed that Wes was there, hopefully alone, and opened the door."What's going on?" he asked looking angry at first and then when he took her in, his face softened. "What happened?"Reaching around Wes, Hailey looked out the door just to make sure no one was there, and then closed the door and locked it again. It wasn't until she'd done this that she could breathe again. When Wes' hand landed on her shoulder, she yelped and jumped."What the hell happened while I was gone, Hailey?""It... it was nothing.""Bullshit. Y
"Is that bacon?" Wes asked half asleep as he made his way into the kitchen the next morning."There's something else that smells like heaven in a pan?"Snatching a piece from a plate sitting on the counter, Wes took a bite and groaned. "If I didn't love you before, I'd totally love you now."A small noise escaped her and Wes wondered if he'd pushed it a bit too far. He'd already told her he loved her, and when she hadn't said the same, he wondered if she just needed more time. He didn't doubt that she did love him. She wouldn't let him touch her much less bring her pleasure if she didn't. He just knew she wasn't ready to jump off that bridge yet. "How'd you sleep?" she asked as she worked over the stove."Would have been better if I were sleeping next to you, but not too bad. You?""Like the dead... well after," she didn't have to finish for Wes to know what she meant. "I've had nightmares almost every night since that happened. I feel like I actually got some good sleep in."
"Get off me!" Hailey yelled even though it didn't matter. No matter how what she did, she couldn't stop the man from getting what he wanted."You can fight all you want, princess. We both know deep down you want it.""NO!""Hailey.""I said get off me." She kicked her legs and felt a sense of satisfaction when her hand connected with his face."Shit! Damn, I'm bleeding. Wake up, Hailey. Don't make me bleed on your bed."That didn't sound right. Why would Michael care about that? It was then that she realized she wasn't being held down at all, and the voice; it wasn't the one from her nightmare. The realization woke her like a bucket of ice water being thrown on her. "Wes?" Opening her eyes, she saw him sitting on the edge of her bed covering his nose. "Oh crap! I'm so sorry. I'll go get something for it. How bad?"Still holding a hand over his nose, she saw him try to smile, "It's just a flesh wound. I'll go take care of this if you're okay.""I'm awake." She wouldn't