Thirty-Six

That night I had the best sleep filled with dreams of us happily married with two children. We have a boy and a girl and our daughter is definitely a daddy’s girl. Our son is a mama’s boy but he loves his daddy too. They love playing football and basketball together and our daughter and I bake his favorite desserts. I hate shopping so we don’t do that together unless it is absolutely necessary. We’re a happy and loving family.
In the morning I wake up with a smile on my face and sit up stretching. While I’m stretching and yawning, I smell bacon and eggs cooking. My stomach starts to growl and I get up putting on my robe and use the bathroom then brush my teeth and comb my hair. I head back to the bedroom and take off my robe then put on my nightgown and head to the kitchen.
“Mmm baby that smells wonderful. Did you make enough for me too?”
“Good morning Doll, and of course I made enough for my beautiful Queen.” He pulls me close and wraps his arms around my waist then kisses me. I can feel his bulge pressed up against my stomach and I try to ignore it but he starts to kiss down my neck. I need to stop this or I’ll never get to eat breakfast.
“As good as that feels baby I’m really hungry.” He keeps kissing me and squeezes my ass before finally letting go.
“Okay Doll. We can finish this later.” I giggle and walk away from him to sit at the table.
“Bring me food now mister.” He bursts into laughter and brings over some bacon and eggs along with some toast.
“You’re going to pay for that little lady.”
“I don’t mind paying when the merchandise is worth it baby.”
We flirt a little more over breakfast and that makes me feel good because we haven’t done that in a long time. Things were definitely starting to look up for us but as my mind flashes back to what happened the night before, I think of something we need to address.
“Baby, we should talk about something that happened last night.”
“What is it Doll?”
“I love being with you. Nobody makes me feel the way you do in and out of bed. I’m glad that you remembered to use protection last night because I don’t think that I can handle getting pregnant again.”
“I understand that after what you’ve been through you don’t want to have children so we can look into getting a vasectomy.” He looks so sad after saying that but that isn’t what I meant at all. I’d never have him have a surgery that he doesn’t need. If I didn’t want to have children then I’d just get on birth control.
“Sweetie slow down. I’m not saying that I don’t want to have children. I do want us to have a family but I want us to wait like we planned. I’m not ready just yet anyway baby.”
“Oh okay. I’m sorry. I thought you meant that you didn’t want any children at all. I’ll go to the store later and pick up some condoms. I have to run an errand anyway before tonight.”
“What’s happening tonight?”
“We are going out with our friends and celebrating.”
“What are we celebrating exactly?” I look into his eyes and I can tell that he’s hiding something. He knows more than what he’s telling me.
“You’ll find out tonight. I’m not supposed to say more than what I’ve told you.”
“Okay love. Well after I finish the dishes I am going to try to get some work done today. I don’t have much to do but it’ll take me a little while because someone screwed up the numbers. I’ll have to do it by hand before I can enter it into the system.”
“Alright Doll, well I’m going to go for a run and when I get back maybe we can take a shower together.” I smile at him and shake my head.
“We’ll see when you get back. Depends on how you look when you’re all sweaty.” I pull him close and kiss him before letting him go and heading to the sink to wash the dishes. He smacks me on the ass and heads to the room for his workout clothes then he comes into the living room where I’m set up on my laptop and he kisses my cheek and tells me that he loves me before leaving. I tell him that I love him too and start working on the problem in this report.
An hour and a half goes by before I give up and call Stephanie. I have no idea what this person did specifically for the company but I do know that they should never have had any access to any of these accounts. This person needs to be fired immediately. My eyes are tired so I want to see if she’s seeing what I’m seeing. If what I’m looking at is correct, this person was slowly stealing money from several customer’s accounts. I will not let that happen on my watch especially after all the work we’ve done getting this department in order. This is putting our jobs and reputations on the line.
After talking to Stephanie and confirming what I was seeing, we got to work on fixing the problem after I called our boss to see what he wanted us to do. He told me to make sure I make a copy onto a flashdrive and to send all the evidence to him before we fix what was wrong. He assured me that he would fire the man or woman responsible and bring them up on embezzlement charges. I did as I was told but something told me to make more than the copies I was sending to him, so I did. I made three copies actually. One copy to be automatically sent to the President of the company in case the copy to my boss magically disappeared, one that I’ll keep in our safe here at the house, and one in a safety deposit box at the bank. I’m no dummy. When I talked to him about the problem, he didn’t seem very surprised at the news. Now I’m starting to see why this place has so many problems. It seems like almost everyone in a “powerful” position has their hands in the cookie jar.
After making the copies and straightening up the accounts which included making them inaccessible to anyone except for myself and Stephanie until the investigation is conducted, I realize that he’s been gone too long. His runs never take this long even when he goes with the guys. I pick up my phone and call his number. On the third ring he finally picks up and I ask him where he is and what’s taking him so long to get home. He laughs which confuses me because I don’t remember telling a joke.
“Someone seems a little impatient. Are you ready for that shower?”
“Baby you know that I worry when you’re gone longer than you’re supposed to be and especially when you don’t call or text. I’m glad you’re okay.”
“Doll I’m sorry that I didn’t call or text you to let you know that I was going to be gone longer, but I’m just at the store picking up a frozen pizza. I didn’t think either of us would want to cook for lunch since we’re going out tonight.”
“Baby you know that I don’t mind cooking for you, but you’re right I’m a bit drained after working today. I’ll tell you about it when you get home.”
“Okay doll. So are we taking a shower together or not?”
I burst out laughing and tell him that he’ll find out when he gets home. He says that he’ll be home in about fifteen minutes and then we say goodbye and hang up. I head to the kitchen and preheat the oven so we won’t have to wait long when he gets home. I’m heading back to the living room when there’s a knock at the door. “I wonder who that could be because I’m not expecting anyone and he has a key so he doesn’t need to knock.” I get to the door and look through the peephole and can’t believe my eyes. I open the door while yelling, “What the hell are you doing here? How did you find my house?”
“This isn’t your house, it’s Jameson’s and I came here to see him.” Oh this bitch really has lost her mind.
“You need to leave before I call the cops. We don’t want anything to do with you. Now leave!”
“Are you deaf? I said I came here to see Jameson and I’m not leaving until I do.” Now I’m furious. It takes everything in me to not beat the living shit out of her. I grabbed my phone and called the number on my restraining order paperwork and told them the situation and they said they would send a unit to my house. When I was hanging up my phone call, I heard raised voices and knew that Jameson was home so I went back to the front door. When I arrive at the door, I see Jameson standing there practically turning red with anger as she keeps trying to grab his arms and talk to him. I clear my throat to let them know that I’m there as I walk down the front steps and stand next to my man. I can see the sweat stains on his sweatshirt from his run and the bag with the pizza in his hand. I also notice that his temper is starting to boil over and I need to get him into the house before he takes it out on her.
“Hey my love we should go into the house and get ready for dinner before we go out with our friends later.” Then I turn to her and smile.
“You should leave before the cops get here. I called because you know that I have a restraining order on you and you’re not supposed to be within 100 feet of me. Why would you come to our house anyway? You really must have a death wish.” I shake my head and grab his hand before I start to walk off when I feel a tug that makes me turn around. I see her pulling his other hand right before he rips it out of her grasp and yells at her.