CHAPTER SIX

Charles stared at the old clock patiently waiting for his sister to finish dressing up.He gazed at the picture of Irene he had from the prom night,She looked astonishing , even now she looked more beautiful. He had missed Irene so much and he regretted why he made that decision at first. 

“What took you so long Morgan”. Charles asked as he stretched out his hands to aid his sister as she came down the stairs 

One good fact about the Davenport family was that they were people with a gentle character,they showed it wherever they went.And of course they were good looking .

“I had to put my makeup on,and you don't expect me to rush with it”. Morgan said as she placed her hands on her brother’s hands ,she gave her brother a peck on both cheek.

“You look amazing Charles”. She said smiling at Charles 

“You too ,now let's go”. Charles said as he pulled the door handle for this sister.

“By the way, where are we to go first, Mom's,or Uncle Josh’s house?”. Morgan asked, staring at Charles who was now confused .

“Morgan, can I ask you something?”. Charles said as he moved closer to his sister .

“Sure”.she responded.

“Where does Irene live?”. Charles asked 

“Irene?, like Irene Martinez?”. Morgan asked, surprised at the questions 

“Yes Irene Martinez”.

“Wow Charles, just wow , are you trying to get back to her after all these years, I am not sure she would want to see you , cause if I were in her shoes I wouldn't, unless maybe she's after your money”.

Morgan said as she looked at her brother 

“Well maybe That's a way out for me,my money, besides I still do have feelings for her.” Charles said scratching his hair with his fingers 

“Well,the last time I heard about her was from her friend Mabel, she said she got a job and now works for Rasemela's family.”

“Rasemela’s family?Do you think I might know them?”. Charles asked thinking deeply

“I don't think so,they are new to this town duo , they owned a huge company and large Estate around town and the next town too ,and I think the Boss is dating Irene”. Morgan said as she smiled at her brother.

“Poor Irene, she had suffered enough waiting for you”. Morgan said as she hopped into the super SUV in front of them.

Heaving a deep sigh Charles got into the car and drove off.

Irene woke very early amidst the pain she experienced, she hurried and made breakfast, mopped the floor, washed the dishes and prepared the kids for school. She was deeply sorry for how she treated Antonio, this be a way to show her regrets . The kids were having breakfast when Antonio stepped into the kitchen. Was she some kind of programmed robot cause that would definitely make sense, Antonio thought as he stared at his house.

“Good morning Daddy”. Tommy said as he waved his pancake at his dad .

“Good morning Daddy”. Isabella said almost immediately.

“Good morning my pumpkins”. Antiono said, hugging the both of them.

“How was your night my angels, hope you didn't dream about monsters this time Isabella”. Antiono said cleaning up Tommy's wet Mouth.

“Monsters?,no daddy, I dreamt of you kissing Miss Irene”. Isabella said as she smiled at her dad .

Irene let out a warm laugh at Isabella as she packed in their lunch.

“Good morning Irene , hope you slept well?”. Antiono asked as he helped himself with a coffee cup and a slice of bread.

“Yes I did Antonio”. Irene avoiding eye contact with Antonio.

“We need to talk”. Antiono noticed her reaction.

“Daddy i am ready for school”. Tommy yelled out .

Irene took the twins by their hands and said a word of prayer with them. She gave them a kiss on the forehead as she took them into the car . Antonio got into the car and drove off . Irene had to prepare lunch for the family now as she was sure Antiono's parents would be visiting late at night,she gazed at her clock there was more than enough time,she was anxious,she had never met them before, would they like her as a help and also as their son's lover , she had to impress them.

Few hours later Antiono got back from dropping the kids,he had to prepare for work. Irene was done bathing and was having breakfast. Antonio walked up to her ,he loved the sweet scent of her perfume,he sat at the sofa next to where she was.

“Am sorry”. Antiono said as he stared at the TV channel that was playing 

Irene let out a deep sigh as she stared at Antonio 

“I should be the one apologizing here, not you. Am sorry for the stress I let you pass through because of me.I know you were stressed out so you don't have to fake it”. Irene said as she stared at the TV.

“Do you love him?”. Antiono asked, looking up at the ceiling.

There was silence for a long period of seconds.

“I did ,but now all I can think of is you Antonio”. Irene said, staring at thin air.

There was soft music from the TV playing in the background. That was what Antonio wanted at that moment. He moved straight to Irene, took her ceramic cup aside,held her by the waist and lifted her up, his statue overshadowing her small body , she placed her foot on his as she moved her body slowly to the beat of the sound. Antonio at the climax of the beat lifted Irene with both hands on the sofa ,he gave her a smooth peck on her forehead as he unbuttoned her short sleeve top, Irene filling the heat of his fingers and sensations from all angles heating her drew Antiono closer to herself.

Antonio digged in to Irene as he flexed his hands around her belly,he cupped her succulent breast as Irene gave out a deep groan, She missed this ,she missed him. 

Few minutes later,the both love birds where resting on the sofa with Irene’s head on Antiono's chest , Antiono was panting slowly as he reached out for the remote,he switched off the TV which was now showing Disney world. 

“Do you think there would like me?”. Irene said rising up her head to met Antiono's gaze .

“What , my parents?, you need not worry about that”. Antiono said drawing her back to his chest.

“Okay well I would be going to the mall to get some stuff for the cooking”. Irene said loosing herself from Antiono.

“No I don't want you to gooo , please babe”. Antiono flexing Irene's hair .

The both laughed at Antiono’s statement.