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“Marry me? You don’t even know…okay, scratch that, but…” I couldn’t find the right words to say because no one had ever spoken to me quite like that before, not even the men in my family, and they’re known for being bold straight shooters.
“There’s a lot that you don’t know about me. Like, I can’t have kids.” I wanted to sink into the floor after saying that and felt the loss stronger now than the first time around. I’d never been diagnosed, but the fact that Dan had a kid was proof enough that I was the one with the problem.
After it had been proven the way it had been, I never saw the need to get tested. Besides, I hadn’t planned on getting involved with anyone else ever again, so there was no need.
“So, we’ll wait for Joy to have some for us to spoil. Or we can adopt whichever works for you. I never gave too much thought to having any of the little shits, so it’s no skin off my nose.”
I don’t know why, but I wanted to cry. “What about your mom and dad?”
“I disowned them a long time ago. And those two are the last to ask anybody about having grandkids because they sucked as parents.”
He seemed so blasé, but now that I think about it, there must be a very good reason for his sister living with him. We hadn’t touched on anything serious last night except for my situation, but there was nothing said about him.
“You realize I don’t know anything about you?”
“That’s why you’re moving in, crash course.”
“Moving in? But this is my place. I like having my own space.”
“Babe, there are about six unused bedrooms in that house, not to mention rooms that I don’t even know what the fuck they’re for. You’ll have plenty of space. Besides, your lease is almost up for renewal.”
“You can’t just expect me to…. How do you know when my lease is up?”
“Which part of I know everything about you, don’t you get?”
“Everything?”
“Everything, and since you claim not to know anything about me, here’s a little tidbit to tide you over. Tonight, and every other night from here on out, you’ll be sleeping in my bed. How you choose to get there is entirely up to you.”
“What does that mean?”
“You don’t wanna find out, just pack the bag. You’ve got to get to work, and I’ve got shit to do.” I packed the bag but wasn’t sure, even as I did it, just what the hell was happening.
That was the last time I spent any real time in my apartment. I gave him the bag to take back with him, and he followed me to the bakery and then proceeded to bitch about how dark out it was still and how much he didn’t like the idea of me opening the place by myself.
I listened to every word he said because I caught on real quick that arguing would get me nowhere. He brought me lunch that afternoon because he was in town, or so he claims. He was there to pick me up that night, and when we got back to his place, I was surprised to find my favorite skincare products, along with the most expensive makeup kit on the market. I couldn’t afford this before but had stashed samples whenever I came across them.
Even though I had packed a bag, it appeared he had gone shopping at some point during the day because there were bags and bags of clothes and underwear, all in the right size, and I was beginning to think he was too good to be true.
But the last few weeks have been some of the best times I’ve ever had in my adult life. I go to sleep in his arms each night after hours of lovemaking, then he takes me to work and waits around until my first helper gets there, then goes back to work himself, which I don’t understand much of. I know he grows marijuana legally and even makes THC, which is sold online, and when I checked his stats, I was beyond surprised at his net worth because it’s just ridiculous.
Angel claims to be halfway in love with him already from the stories I’ve shared, and truth be told; she’s the one cheering me on from behind the scenes and encouraging me to go for it. Her, Millie Silverspoon, and Evelyn, the last two who are acquainted with him because he moves in the same circles, something I didn’t know.
Apparently, everyone is impressed with the way he takes care of his little sister and the fact that he’d cultivated relationships with the right people so that his sister could fit in with her peers, who were all the offspring of the wealthiest families in the town.
The first real conversation I had with Joy was all about her thanking me for saving her brother. It was her story about the hell she saw him go through when he found out I was married that also helped me to give in and relax and trust him more.
She didn’t seem to be putting me on, and when I shared that bit of news with Angel, she swore that if I didn’t get his ring on my finger soon, she’d do it for me. I’m not sure how she planned to do that, but whatever.
I’m still pinching myself some days because it all just seems too much like a fairytale. I never imagined that I could be this happy after having my heart ripped out. Believe it or not, I never think about my past; it’s as if it never happened. All that pain and humiliation seems to have been buried under the love of Thunder.
I sometimes beg him not to spoil me too much because I don’t want to get used to it, only for it to end. His response was you need to get that little bitch you were married to out of your head. Real men know how to treat their women, and if they’re lucky enough to have the kind of money I do, so much the better. There’s nothing you could ever want that I wouldn’t give.” How am I supposed to walk away from that, I ask you? Just freaking how?
CECILE
Idon’t understand why we can’t find this girl. I’ve staked out her family’s house more than once, been by her job countless times, and there’s no sign of her. It’s like she made herself disappear completely off the face of the earth just to be vindictive.
I even tried hiring someone, but he just took my money and disappeared. I’m so desperate I even contemplated taking out a police report because my poor son is suffering, but they weren’t much help when I asked questions about how to go about doing something like that. Apparently, it was perfectly legal for an adult to pick up stakes and leave to hell and back if they wanted to.
