this afternoon.”
“You
did what ?”
“Please
don’t get mad at me, ok? It was my decision to make and all I did was reach out
to my friend.”
“After
everything that son of a bitch did to us?” He challenges me, leaping up onto
his feet. “He kept us apart for months!”
“Zack,
he didn’t force me to run away from you and he knows that lying about you and
Rachel being together was wrong.”
“I
don’t give a shit if he’s sorry. I don’t want you speaking to him again.”
“You
can’t tell me what to do! Not when you’ve just spent the last six hours with
the mother of your child.”
“Damn
it, I knew this would happen! I knew it was a load of bull shit when you
told me that you were ok about this.”
“I’m
just saying that you have no right to be mad at me when you’re this late home
and spending time with the woman you used to be engaged to.” I argue, storming
into the kitchen so I can make a start on the washing up.
Doing
the dishes is the only household chore which helps me calm down. Whenever I’m
anxious or upset, angry and frustrated, the dishes always get cleaned. Zack
used to tease me about it but neither of us finds my silly ritual humorous
right now.
“The
only reason I’ll have anything to do with her is because of Amber. You already
know this, Sam.”
He
comes up behind me, taking me by surprise when his arms circle my waist.
“I
know you don’t have feelings for her.” I tell him, allowing my body to melt
against his touch. “Just like you know I don’t have those type of feelings for
Jason.”
He
sighs deeply, forcing me to turn around and face him.
“That
doesn’t mean I have to like you talking to him behind my back.”
“You
weren’t here but I didn’t go behind your back. I was up front and honest with
you the second you came through the front door. The only reason we’re having
this discussion right now is because I was honest with you.”
He
nods his head slowly, stroking the length of my jawline with his thumb.
“You’re
right.” He murmurs, lowering his mouth towards mine. “Forgive me?”
“There’s
nothing to forgive.” I whisper, pressing my lips against his.
I’m
lifted up and placed on the kitchen counter behind me, my legs spread wide so
Zack can fit between them.
“I
can make this up to you.” “I can make all of this go away.”
“Zack…”
“Don’t
say anything.” He begs me. “Please just let me do this.”
I
close my eyes and exhale slowly, surrendering myself to the exquisite
sensations building up inside of me.
I
realise this moment between us won’t last. We can shut the door on the outside
world by pretending that everything is fine but we can’t close the door on our
problems forever. The truth is… our troubles will still be waiting for us, no matter
how hard we try and avoid them.
We
can’t outrun them.
They
will always catch up with us in the end.
Chapter Nine
The
following weeks pass us by, each day blurring into one confusing state of
discomfort and solitude as the distance between myself and Zack grows.
He
spends so much time with Rachel and Amber, I almost feel like I’m living alone
and crave the nights we would stay at home together and talk about our day.
The
sad part of it all is… I miss him. I miss him so much that it hurts .
He’s
spent time with his daughter every single day since he found out the truth and no
matter how hard I try, my envy of her grows more and more.
The
DNA results came back, proving Zack to be the father and confirming my worst
nightmare. A small part of me was hoping that he wasn’t, praying that the whole
thing was some horrible mistake.
Except
it wasn’t.
Things
changed after we got the DNA results. I couldn’t bring myself to show any more enthusiasm
when Zack would come home with stories about Amber, desperate for me to take an
interest in his daughter.
Rachel
is still determined to keep us apart and has made it clear that I will play no
part
“You
did what ?”
“Please
don’t get mad at me, ok? It was my decision to make and all I did was reach out
to my friend.”
“After
everything that son of a bitch did to us?” He challenges me, leaping up onto
his feet. “He kept us apart for months!”
“Zack,
he didn’t force me to run away from you and he knows that lying about you and
Rachel being together was wrong.”
“I
don’t give a shit if he’s sorry. I don’t want you speaking to him again.”
“You
can’t tell me what to do! Not when you’ve just spent the last six hours with
the mother of your child.”
“Damn
it, I knew this would happen! I knew it was a load of bull shit when you
told me that you were ok about this.”
“I’m
just saying that you have no right to be mad at me when you’re this late home
and spending time with the woman you used to be engaged to.” I argue, storming
into the kitchen so I can make a start on the washing up.
Doing
the dishes is the only household chore which helps me calm down. Whenever I’m
anxious or upset, angry and frustrated, the dishes always get cleaned. Zack
used to tease me about it but neither of us finds my silly ritual humorous
right now.
“The
only reason I’ll have anything to do with her is because of Amber. You already
know this, Sam.”
He
comes up behind me, taking me by surprise when his arms circle my waist.
“I
know you don’t have feelings for her.” I tell him, allowing my body to melt
against his touch. “Just like you know I don’t have those type of feelings for
Jason.”
He
sighs deeply, forcing me to turn around and face him.
“That
doesn’t mean I have to like you talking to him behind my back.”
“You
weren’t here but I didn’t go behind your back. I was up front and honest with
you the second you came through the front door. The only reason we’re having
this discussion right now is because I was honest with you.”
He
nods his head slowly, stroking the length of my jawline with his thumb.
“You’re
right.” He murmurs, lowering his mouth towards mine. “Forgive me?”
“There’s
nothing to forgive.” I whisper, pressing my lips against his.
I’m
lifted up and placed on the kitchen counter behind me, my legs spread wide so
Zack can fit between them.
“I
can make this up to you.” “I can make all of this go away.”
“Zack…”
“Don’t
say anything.” He begs me. “Please just let me do this.”
I
close my eyes and exhale slowly, surrendering myself to the exquisite
sensations building up inside of me.
I
realise this moment between us won’t last. We can shut the door on the outside
world by pretending that everything is fine but we can’t close the door on our
problems forever. The truth is… our troubles will still be waiting for us, no matter
how hard we try and avoid them.
We
can’t outrun them.
They
will always catch up with us in the end.
Chapter Nine
The
following weeks pass us by, each day blurring into one confusing state of
discomfort and solitude as the distance between myself and Zack grows.
He
spends so much time with Rachel and Amber, I almost feel like I’m living alone
and crave the nights we would stay at home together and talk about our day.
The
sad part of it all is… I miss him. I miss him so much that it hurts .
He’s
spent time with his daughter every single day since he found out the truth and no
matter how hard I try, my envy of her grows more and more.
The
DNA results came back, proving Zack to be the father and confirming my worst
nightmare. A small part of me was hoping that he wasn’t, praying that the whole
thing was some horrible mistake.
Except
it wasn’t.
Things
changed after we got the DNA results. I couldn’t bring myself to show any more enthusiasm
when Zack would come home with stories about Amber, desperate for me to take an
interest in his daughter.
Rachel
is still determined to keep us apart and has made it clear that I will play no
part
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