Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 77663 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 388(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77663 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 388(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
“I’m cumming, I’m cumming.” In my head, I was thinking, I bet she never made you cum this hard or this fast, but I couldn’t say those words out loud. I was too ashamed. “What has gotten into you?” He grinned as I slid off of him and got back in my seat.
“Should we stop and pick up something to eat or do you prefer delivery?”
“Let’s get something delivered.” You see, we were having a normal conversation like usual; nothing had changed, nothing needed to change.
How wrong I was about that. But I’m getting ahead of myself. That night we ate pizza and drank beer like we used to in college and then fucked like bunnies for the rest of the night. Had I known that night would be the last night of peace I’d have in that house, I maybe would’ve done things a little bit differently.
AMANDA
The next evening, when I got home from work, Dan was already there waiting, which I knew meant something was wrong. “What’s going on?” His mom walked out of the kitchen, and my stomach started cramping.
“We’re going to meet Deidre.”
“Who?”
“The woman who’s having my grandchild, who else?” Had my mother-in-law always hated me, and I didn’t know it? Why is she being so harsh and downright hostile? Can’t she see that I’m doing my best here?
“Why? I don’t understand. Did something happen?” I was surprised that my voice worked because it felt as though there was a bolder lodged in my throat.
“Nothing happened; we need to get together and decide about custody and whatnot.”
I looked at Dan, and once again, he was looking flustered.
“And when was this decided?”
“I talked to Deidre this morning and set it up. Now Amanda, no theatrics. I had to promise that you would be on your best behavior. I would’ve done it sooner, but you were in the hospital, and my son said it wouldn’t be fair to do it without you.”
That’s something, I guess. I don’t even remember walking to the car or getting in. I barely paid attention to the conversation mother and son had in the front seats while I sat in the back, watching the world go by.
I wanted to cry, but I knew if Cecile saw one tear in my eye, she might leave me on the side of the road. I felt like throwing up when Dan pulled into the parking lot of a diner about half an hour outside of town.
I needed help to walk to the door of the diner. I wasn’t even aware that Dan released my hand as soon as she came into view. I braced myself, not sure what I was expecting. I felt like a child again, that scared little girl who was always afraid of the monsters under my bed.
She was pretty, very pretty, and young. She didn’t look like a homewrecker; she looked like your average yuppie princess with her wavy blonde hair down to her shoulders and pouty lips. I don’t know why I noticed that little detail, but her lips were full and pouty, not like mine, which were almost nonexistent.
I fell into the booth more than sat because my legs had taken me as far as they were willing to go for now. I couldn’t look at her, and yet I found it hard to look away. I thought she would be some bombshell of a woman with a body that men would drool over, but instead, she was just ordinary-looking, except for her lips, which were very alluring, I guess.
I missed the first half of the conversation because of the ringing in my ear, but I zoned back in when Deidre said, “So it’s decided then. Only Dan and I will have any say in the raising of our child. She doesn’t get to have a say in anything regarding my child. The first sign of her becoming too involved, I’ll go to court and sue for parental alienation.”
“She won’t be involved; you don’t have to worry,” Cecile assured the stranger, who scoffed in my direction as if I was the one who’d wronged her. I looked at Dan again, but this time, he was pretending to read the menu.
Everyone ordered a meal, but all I could stomach was a can of ginger ale to settle my upset stomach. It didn’t work. For the next hour and a half, the three of them discussed custody once the baby was here.
Deidre had a lot of demands, one of them being that Dan had to accompany her to doctor’s appointments. I was not allowed, of course, and again, it was reiterated that I was to have nothing to do with their child.
“If I didn’t know better, I’d think you got me pregnant so you can give my child to her. Let me warn you now: that’s never going to happen. This is my baby, and I’ll never give him away to anyone.”