My ex wife is sitting opposite me at one of her favorite restaurants in the city. She looks perfect. She doesn’t have a hair out of place; she’s staring at me with a look of hope in her eyes. She’s looking at me like she won the lottery. When I look at her face I see my past. I don’t see anything beyond this conversation. The only woman I want is Melody. I’ve never been surer about something like I am about my love for Mel. I feel bad that Samantha is looking at me like that. I can tell she thinks I’m here because there’s still something between us. “Thank you for meeting me.” Samantha says smiling at me. “I didn’t think we would ever see each other after everything that happened.” She adds looking away but she’s still smiling. After my talk with my father I had a lot to think about. I realized I owed her at least one last conversation. I might have moved on but she clearly needs to talk to me. I want to go into this next chapter of my life with no attachments. And no matter how I
“Are you okay?” Knox says walking into the bathroom. I’m bent over the toilet, vomiting my guts out. I’ve been having morning sickness for a while now and I’m not happy. “I read somewehere that ginger helps with morning sickenss. Let me get you some.” He says walking away. I listen to him walk away. He’s been annoying the hell out of me with his rememdies and pregnancy facts since he found out we’re having a baby. But I have to admit for once I appreciate his obsession. I would give anything to make this stop. I came home about half an hour ago and I’ve been hurdled over this toilet since. I thought morning sickness was for the morning and that’s it but not. Imagine my surprise when this happened during a meeting in the middle of the day. I flush the toilet and sit on the wall next to the toilet. I don’t want to move from here. I’m pretty sure I’m going to need to vomit in a minute or two. Knox and I should have thought about this a little harder before we decided to engage in bab
“I know your favorite thing to do right now is to sleep.” Knox says into the silence. I stand in the doorway and watching him holding our son. He has his back to me so he can’t see me eavesdropping on his conversation with his son. My eyes water at the beautiful sight, he’s taken so well to being a father. I knew he would be great at it but it blows my mind how much heloves being a father. I don’t have to ask him to do anything. He knows exactly what his child needs. I wasn’t surprised when I woke up from our nap and Asa wasn’t next to me. I bet Knox came up to our room as soon as he got home. He misses his son like crazy when he’s not home. If it was up to him, he would stay home and devote his whole life to our child. But he can’t do that, he has tgousands of people that rely on him. They need him to show up at work so they can have jobs too. The dedication he has to his family takes my breath away. He makes sure that his child is loved in every way. He has Asa sitting comfortabl
Bang, bang, bang, bang,“What the fuck?” I say waking up with a fright. I listen again to the sound, am I dreaming or is someone banging on my door.Bang, bang, bang, bang.I reach for my phone on the side table. It’s 3:30 am. Who would come to my house at this hour.Bang, bang, bang.“Shit.” I get out of bed, walk down the hallway to my front door. I look through the peep hole. I see Knox leaning on the door. He’s drunk and he’s here.I see his fist move to bang the door and I panic. If he bangs on this door one more time he’s going to wake up my landlord. And she hates rowdy tenants; I don’t want to get kicked out of my apartment, I can’t afford to be homeless. This is the only nice apartment I can afford that’s near school.“Don’t” I say and his fist hovers over the door. He looks into the peephole and smiles. I take a dee
“Where were you?” Samantha says as soon as I walk through the door. She walks to the entryway to look at me. I put my keys in the key bowl at the door and look at her. She’s in her underwear; I guess she was in the middle of getting dressed.She looks amazing, Sam is one of those girls that are obsessed with looking good. She spends a lot of time making sure she looks incredible. She goes to the gym, gets all types of treatments to make sure everything stays in place. I appreciate that about her, she’s a beautiful girl.I look at her up and down my cock getting hard. I have pent up energy left over from last night. I could just relive myself with her. She’s not who all of this loving was for but she’ll have to do. “I had to get some air.” I say taking a step closer to her. I get excited at the anticipation of getting naked with her.“But I waited all night.”
6:45 pm The team is already on the field warming up. We all know that when coach says practice is at 7 he means 6:30. You better not be caught late, you will regret it. He doesn’t take kindly to tardiness. Every player earns the right to be on his team, he doesn’t care if you are the most talented of the bunch; if you’re not committed to the game you’re useless.“Okay gentle I want us to do some drills. We have an important game this weekend and I want each and every one of us to be on point.” Coach screams at the top of his giving each and everyone one of us the look.We’re midway through the season meaning we need to play like we’re defending our title. For us the championship never stops as soon as we win that cup, we’re already defending it. Every game counts, we give our all every game. We didn’t become champions by mistake. We earned our title with sweat, blood and tears.
I get home from my shift a little after 10 pm. I had a shorter shift tonight. I need to take a shower and eat. I head for the bathroom using the last of my energy to get clean. I few minutes I’m done’ I head to the kitchen to figure what to eat. There really isn’t anything to eat in this house.Knock, knock, knock.I hear when I open the fridge. I look at my front door, who could be at my door at this time. I walk to it and look through the peephole. I sigh in disappointment; I don’t have the energy to go through this again.“What do you want Knox?” I ask when I see his face. Why is he back here? I thought he got the massage last night.“I come in peace.” He says holding up a bag of take away. I look at the logo on the bag, its Chinese; my favorite. He’s playing a dirty game; he knows how much I love Chinese. “I wanted to apologize for my behavior last night, it was unacceptable.&r
“Knox came over to my house again last night.” I whisper to Casey. We’re in her bedroom in an apartment. We just got done with a study session. We have these sessions at least once a week; it always helps to have a study partner. It always gives an opportunity to see the material from a different perspective.“He did what? Wait why are we whispering?” She asks whispering too.“You have a roommate and I don’t want her to overhear our conversation.” I continue whispering.“She’s not here, she has class on campus and if you don’t want to say his name you can just say him. I’ll know who you’re talking about.” She says talking normally.“Okay, he came over. I don’t know how to make him stop doing this. I’ve asked nicely, I’ve screamed at him and I’ve even kicked him out but he just won’t stop. I don’t know what to d