she’ll get over it.”
“Does Hazel know about Monnique?” Scarlet asked.
“No,” Cortland said. “I haven’t told her.”
“I wonder how that will go,” she said.
Cortland shrugged. “I’m sure it will be fine.”
We settled into a conversation about one of Hazel’s performances and her graceful dance moves, but my thoughts lingered to Janice. I wondered what she was doing and how her first day of work was. I wondered if that creep was staring at her ass every time she walked passed his desk…
I pulled out my phone and texted her. How’s your first day going?
Like you give a shit.
My baby knew me well . I’m being genuine.
It’s great. I love it. Everyone is so nice and they took me out to lunch.
I wanted to know if her ‘friend’ was among those people. I shouldn’t ask but I did anyway. Having a good time with your ridiculously nice friend?
Go fuck yourself.
Damn, I lost her. How’s the work load?
She came back. Not much different than Scarlet’s company, but now I oversee other people. So, there’s a little more responsibility. But I love it anyway.
She used the wor d love a lot. I could tell she really liked it. I’m glad you’re liking it.
Bullshit.
I smirked even though I knew I shouldn’t. I’m sorry I’m being an ass. I just love you so damn much. My concern comes from a good place. You know that.
I do.
I miss you.
I miss you too.
So, we’re okay?
Nope. You’re still a pig.
I smiled again.
I need to get back to work. Ttyl.
Love you.
Forever and always.
I returned the phone to my pocket. She and I were both hot headed and stubborn. We argued like we hated each other. There were days when I was certain we did. But the love deep within conquered everything else. While I knew Sean and Scarlet loved each other, I felt like they were so combustible that they could end at any moment. I never had that fear with Janice. We could fight and say horrific things to each other, but we would never cross that line. We would never leave each other. We would always love each other. No matter what.
5
Sean
I made an appointment for the fertility clinic next week. Honestly, I was scared to death about it. I really wanted to have kids the natural way, where each child would be half of Scarlet and half of me, but I would accept it if it couldn’t happen. I just didn’t want Scarlet to go through that. I’d known her long enough to understand she would place the blame on herself. She’d feel horrible and never let it go. For that reason, I hoped everything was okay. And if it wasn’t, I hoped it was a problem with me, not her.
Losing a child once was hard enough. I didn’t think I could go through that again. When my wife cried in my arms, in insufferable pain, I felt weak and pathetic. There was nothing I could do to make it better. I couldn’t throw money at it and make it go away. I failed her as a husband.
I should have ensured she was completely stress free. I made her upset on a daily basis, I pushed her too far, and she suffered through the ordeal I called my mother. I’d hate myself forever. I didn’t deserve to have Scarlet in my life. Sometimes I wondered if she was mentally retarded for choosing to settle down with me, a loser.
After we had dinner, we snuggled on the couch and watched TV. Scarlet naturally lost all the weight she gained, and now she was back to where she was. Her stomach was flat and her hips were smaller. She was sexy in every way, but I did miss the baby bump. I would always miss it.
The doorbell rang.
Scarlet sighed. “We really are a hotel.”
“Well, it’s not Mike. He would just walk in,” I said sarcastically.
“So would the others.”
“God, it’s probably my mom.”
We both cringed.
We were on better terms with her, but we still didn’t adore her. Now the heat had been shifted to Mike and Cass andra. While we enjoyed the respite, we wished there wasn’t a problem to begin with. A part of me hated my mom for stealing my