Lila. The vibrant colour of the island rushed up into my vision as the plane began to move closer to the land. The trees were so dense I could hardly see the runway, and it felt as though the plane was going to crash into the thick palms and trees that lined the coast.“It’s so beautiful,” I said.Jake barely looked up from his laptop. He was sitting across from me in a captain’s chair that was adjacent to the small love seat I was perched on.His private plane was the size of ny apartment, and was lavishly furnished. I had probably looked completely gauche when I had boarded the plane back in New York, my mouth hanging open as I took in the absolute indulgence and luxury of my surroundings.“Yes. It is. Which is why it’s such valuable real estate.”Even the matter of fact statement sent a shiver of wanting through me. He could recite baseball statistics and still sound unbearably sexy. I had my own bedroom and en suite bathroom for the duration of the thirteen hour flight, but not
Jake.I watched as hectic color flooded Lila’s face. It was a source of amazement to me that a woman of her age could blush so easily. I preferred a more sophisticated type of woman, the kind of woman who didn’t expect anything from a man but a few nights of mutual satisfaction.The only sort of pink any of those women got in their cheeks came from their make up bag. I found it an interesting sort of challenge, making her blush.“No, actually I was planning to have you installed down the hall, so that I could use your services by day and entertain my mistress by night.”Color reddened her neck and slowly climbed into her face, staining her cheeks a deep crimson. “Well, the stipulations of the prenup would certainly allow it,” she said stifflyI chuckled. “You are not getting rid of me so easily, Lila.” I strode across the cabin of the plane and leaned down, cupping her chin and tilting her face up so that she was forced to meet my eyes. “I’m here to playdevoted husband.” I smoothed m
LilaMy heart stuttered. Images of twined tanned and lily white limbs flashed through my mind’s eye. Jake kissing me passionately, desire overwhelming us to the point that we couldn’t make it to the bed, Jake taking me gently to the floor, settling between my thighs…I blinked, trying to stop the erotic slideshow.The look in Jake’s dark eyes told me that we were experiencing a moment of identical thought, and that was enough to bring common sense and sanity back.“Classy.” I sounded prissy even to my own ears.“Class is sometimes overrated. Particularly in the bedroom.”The fact that he was always ready with some casual, off the cuff response was infuriating. I couldn’t hope to compete with him there. I lacked both the sophistication and the experience to fake nonchalance when he said things like that.Before this moment sex on the floor had never even crossed my mind, and I was way too busy grappling with the new, unsettling notion to try and be witty.“Where is my luggage?” I asked
Jake. The ride back to our hotel was mostly quiet, and I appreciated the silence. I needed to think. Immediately we got off the plane I got three missed calls from my private eye and a few text messages. When I looked, he had sent me a copy of the DNA results test. I was Ninety nine point nine percent Kyle's biological father I looked over at Lila, who seemed to be reading a book, studying her, her features. I knew I remembered her from somewhere, something about her always felt familiar. Did she know? Did she know I was Kyle's dad? Is that why she agrees and orchestrated all this?"You have been staring at me for a while now, it's getting uncomfortable." She said, smiling slightly."What?""You are making me uncomfortable by your staring." she epeated herself."I am sorry, I just want to admire my wife." I lied."Can you do that when you are not literally driving?"She was right, I needed to stop. But how could I stop? What was her end game?I focused back on the road but ste
Jake.The villa was made secluded by dense native foliage, and a pond had been built to encircle the house, with a small wooden bridge granting the only access into the grand structure.Floor to ceiling windows exposed the villa to billion dollar views of the crystalline water and the surrounding mountains. It was obvious that the villa itself, no matter how stunningly luxurious, was only a part of what the guests were paying for.The real star was the serene natural beauty of the bay. And that's why I was so adamant on owning it. It was a secluded paradise very good for business. “This is…I suppose people pay a lot of money to stay in a place like this?” Lila said looking around in awe. I could tell just by how amazed she looked, she had never been to such a spectacular place before. I nodded. “Thousands of dollars a night. And with the proper marketing they would pay more than that.”“I can see why you want it.”“It will be a nice addition. Normally I build my resorts from the gr
Lila.I jumped when Jake’s husky voice penetrated my thoughts. I turned to look at him and my heart did that weird flipping thing it did whenever I was caught off. guard by his sheer masculine beauty. Which was every time I looked at him.I might need to get ready for dinner, but he looked as perfect as ever. Not a dark, gleaming hair out of place, his white shirt unbuttoned at the collar, the sleeves pushed up, revealing those forearms again.His black trousers didn’t have a wrinkle. With my blond hair frizzing from the humidity, and my blouse and pants showing every hour of the long journey, she felt like one big crease standing next to this perfectly pressed beauty I gratefully escaped to the luxurious bathroom. Standing there with him, in a space that was made for lovers, had probably housed hundreds of them, had seemed much too intimate. And, if I was honest, too tempting.I suddenly knew why it had been so hard for all the girls in high school and college why so many of them had
Lila. I sat on my bed trying to get my composure back before I stepped out. What was I doing? This was a bad idea all around.Jake had such a big effect on me and even though we were now married, it was still a sham and I had to remind myself of that every moment I was anywhere near him. He didn't make it any easier on me, tha man was the definition of sexual appeal. I got up taking one last glimpse of my look on the mirror, I was about to step out when the phone rang.It was my son's doctor. My heart immediately dropped, did something happen? I wondered my hands already shaking with fear."Ms Lila," the doctor said on tke side of the line as soon as I picked up"Is my son okay? Did something happen?" I asked pacing around the room aimlessly."Yes... Yes, Kyle is okay.. He just woke up."Tears started flowing aimlessly down my cheeks, tears of gratitude. "He was asking for you, can you come in?" rje doctor continued after a few seconds and my heart immediately sank with guilt."I
Lila. I did not like the way Jake and I left things, I could tell he was so pissed off, but there was nothing else I could do. He was quick to throw me out of the car, and I let him not wanting to cause a scene in the middle of one of the busiest roads. The car ride back to the airport felt like a punishment. Every mile we covered away from Jake’s place twisted deeper into my chest like a dull blade. I couldn’t focus on the blur of the city slipping past the window, or the polite murmurs from the driver. My mind was only on two things my son, Kyle, and Jake.I stared at my phone for the hundredth time, thumb hovering over the screen. Jake’s name stared back at me in that stupid gray bubble. The last message I sent sat there, marked “read,” but unanswered.I knew he was at the gala by now and was probably busy interacting and making small talk which is why he had not answered my text, but I also knew he was ignoring me because he was pissed at me, and it was eating me up from the in
LilaThe next morning, the house felt different. Lighter, maybe. Or maybe it was just me, carrying the weight of everything I’d said to Jake the night before. The air between us was still charged, still uncertain, but there was a shift a flicker of hope that hadn’t been there before.He has asked me to let him tell Kyle on his own and use it as a way of them to bond, and I thought he was right so I said yes. But the mama bear in me was scared and anxious, I didn't know how Kyle was going to react and I wanted to atleast be in the vicinity when he told him. Kyle was playing in the living room, his favorite toy trucks scattered across the floor. I watched him for a moment from the kitchen, his little hands moving the trucks around with a focused intensity, making them race over imaginary hills and valleys. His hair was messy from sleep, and his smile just that constant, infectious smile made my chest ache.Jake stepped into the room, his presence looming behind me, but I didn’t turn t
Lila. It was late evening, the house settled into a comfortable quiet. Kyle was asleep, tucked in tight after his usual round of questions and random bedtime stories. Elaine had retreated to her room to rest, and Jake had been quiet for a while, pacing the living room like he had something on his mind.I couldn’t shake the feeling that tonight was the night I was going to come clean. I couldn’t delay it any longer. More people knew and I had this feeling that his mother might say something unknowingly. And I would hate for him to hear the news from her. Jake was sitting on the couch, flipping through his phone, his shoulders tense. I stood at the kitchen counter, my fingers wrapped around the mug of tea I’d made hours ago but hadn’t touched. I didn’t know what I was waiting for anymore. The words had been building up, sitting on the tip of my tongue for so long.Finally, I turned, setting the mug down. His eyes met mine immediately, his expression unreadable. He knew something was
Lila. After my conversation with Nick and Elaine, I was now sure I was ready to tell Jake the truth. But for some reason, it had become tough to catch him this past few days. He was alwyas upto something, sometimes I would wake up and he would be already out the door and other times he came back home so late when everyone was asleep. But today I knew he was home, he had taken his mother for her first chemo appointment back here with her new doctor and he had driven her right back and has been taking care of her since. I liked watching him be selfless and caring, it was a new side of him and It was refreshing to watch. Maybe I could get a few minutes to talk to him, I thought to myself as I slowly closed Kyle's room careful not to wake him up. The house had quieted down, the way it always did after a long day. Kyle was tucked into bed, and the low hum of the street outside was all that remained. Elaine had been settling into the rhythm of the house, adjusting to the noise, the lau
LilaIt had been a few weeks since I saw Nick, and I appreciated that he gave me the space I needed until I was ready to talk to him. Jake had finally given me the okay to be with him without violating my contract and I wanted to start on a clean slate which is why I invited Nick back here tonight. I needed to come clean about one more thing before we could move forward since I was also planning on telling Jake. I looked at the watch again, he was a few minutes late. Normally he is usually in time and him being twenty minutes was a bit worrying but I was not going to focus on that. The sun had started to dip by the time Nick showed up.He didn’t come with flowers or some grand gesture, just that quiet presence of his a steady knock, a soft smile, his eyes always reading the room before he even said hello.I let him in, and he greeted me with a kiss on the cheek and a hug that lingered just long enough to remind me why being around him always felt safe.“Kyle asleep?” he asked as he
Lila. I had my reasons. Why I was yet to tell Jake about his son. The other night when he was talking about his mom he said he never wanted kids of his own, how was I supposed to tell him that it was a little too late he was already a father. So I just didn't say anything and hoped somewhere along I will find the courage to tell him that Kyle was his son. I immediately excused myself from Elaine's presence, I was feeling like the woman was staring into my soul and she knew my secret, even how she kept insisting about her Kyle looked just like Jake when he was around that age. Maybe she knew I mean Kyle did have her DNA running through him. But I needed to get away from her before I confessed. I called one of the nurses we had hired to take care of her to take her to her room.She needed to lie down for a bit. Later that afternoon, the boys were out, Jake had taken Kyle to the park to let him run off some energy. I stayed back with Elaine, who’d dozed off in the armchair for a bi
Lila The morning came earlier than I wanted it to. The sun hadn’t even fully crested the windows yet, but Kyle was already bouncing around the living room with the kind of energy that should be illegal before 8 a.m.I had the cleaners clean and prepare everything for Jake's mom. I always said I was one of those women who don't really care if the in laws love me or not as long as the son that married me loved me. But now that I was prcatically married, I wanted her to like me and my son so bad. I asked Jake earlier before he went to pick her up about everything she liked so it was all ready when she got here. I wondered what she would be like, did she look like Jake? I was still halfway through my coffee when I heard the knock.This one was softer. Measured. But expectant.I opened the door and there she was.Elaine Jake’s mother.Older than I had imagined, more delicate around the eyes, like time had touched her with something heavier than just age. Her auburn hair was now strea
Lila. Jake paused with his hand on the doorknob, glancing back like there was still something left unsaid.“What is it?” I asked a little curious, his whole fave seemed unsettled, something was definitely bothering him. He hesitated. Then, slowly, let go of the knob and turned to face me again.“There’s something else,” he said. “And I didn’t want to just drop it on you, but… there’s not really a perfect time.” He said, with a dramatic pause. I arched a brow. “Jake. You have already hit me with enough tonight that I should probably be pouring a drink right now.”He was starting to scare me now, and also giving me anxiety and I could not handle any more surprises or secrets tonight and definitely not sober. I was too tired. He huffed a quiet laugh. “Fair. Okay my mom… she’s flying in tomorrow.”I blinked. “Here? Like… here here?” I asked panicking, He nodded, sheepish now. “Yeah. I booked the flight this morning. She’s not well enough to live alone right now, and I don’t want to s
Lila. It was nearly midnight when I heard another knock at the door.For a second, I didn’t move. Just stared at the clock, wondering if I was dreaming it.Then it came again three soft, hesitant raps.I sighed, pulled on a hoodie, and tiptoed out of Kyle’s room. He was fast asleep, one hand curled under his cheek like he was mid dream. I shut his door quietly and padded down the hallway.I already knew who it was before I opened the door.Jake stood on the corridor, eyes tired, hands shoved deep into his pockets. He looked like he hadn’t slept. Like maybe he had been driving around for hours, unsure of where else to go.“I’m not here to fight,” he said immediately.I leaned against the doorframe. “You sure? You’ve been on a roll lately.”We had not talked again since he brought up the contract and how I was not supposed to hang out with any other man who was not him. I was too pissed to say anything and to be honest I still was.I went through the contract for more than five times an
Lila. I had just tucked Kyle in for the night when I heard the front door slam.I froze at the sound low, deliberate, full of anger. My heartbeat kicked up. I already knew who it was before I even stepped into the hallway.Jake.He had gone for an ice cream earlier when he found me and Nick together. When he brought back Kyle, I was not home yet, he left him with the house manager. I was kinda hopping he won't be back so early because I knew he was pissed, which is why I had requested to eat dinner earlier and go to bed before he came back home. But today clearly was not my lucky day I had to deal with him, and I knew he was drank too which was not going to help the situation at all. He stood in the living room, chest rising and falling too fast, keys still dangling from his hand. His jaw was clenched so tight it looked like it hurt to speak.“You brought him here,” he finally said. His eyes were blood shot and he leaked of alcohol across the room. "Keep it quiet please, I just p