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Leo rubbed his eyes. He hadn’t had much sleep last night, he kept reaching out for Regina’s familiar warmth in bed but found a cold stretch of white sheets where she should be. It was ridiculous. They were fighting over the most inane issue. But it wasn’t inane, not to her and not to him. He had always wanted to be a father and he couldn’t seem to let that dream go and if he were honest with himself he resented Regina for denying it to him.

“Here are those municipal codes you wanted,” Melody said. She smelled of flowers and spring. She was wearing a tight cream dress, her breasts pushed out. They weren’t as big as Regina’s but proportionate to her body. “You okay?” she asked looking down at him, her head cocked to the side. “You don’t look so hot.”

“Yeah, I had a rough night,” he said.

“I’m sorry,” she said laying a hand on his shoulder. “If I’d known Regina would take it so personally I wouldn’t have said anything. Who she represents is her business.”

“The fight with Regina was a long time coming, Melody,” Leo said. “It wasn’t your fault.”

“Is she seriously that anti-children?” Melody asked sitting on the edge of his table, her long legs brushing against the side of his thigh.

“She’s just never wanted them,” Leo said. “She’s a driven woman, and you can’t blame her, being who she is, a woman of color, she’s always had a hard time making it no matter that she was more talented than her white counterparts. I guess she was so focused on making a career she never considered having a family.”

“Stop making excuses for Leo,” Melody said scrunching up her nose slightly, “You’re only enabling her misconception about racism. I don’t think she was ignored because of her race, or even her gender, she has a hostile attitude that puts people off.”

Leo didn’t trust himself to speak.

“It’s institutionalized racism against white people,” she continued, leaning back on her hands, her breasts jutting out. “We can’t say anything without being called racists even if we’re just pointing out the truth. If I live such a privileged life I wouldn’t have to ask my Dad to find me a job,” she chuckled, “It would be handed to me on a silver platter.

“Regina’s used you to get where she is,” Melody said leaning closer to Leo, he could see the tops of her breasts; she wasn’t wearing a bra, her lips were parted sensually; her fingers rested lightly on his chest. “And now she’s denying you what you want. I think that’s unfair; and the fact that she gets to use the race card to get out of a discussion about it is just plain wrong.”

She practically had her legs wide open for you to fuck her and make a baby inside her right there and then!

Leo felt himself stirring. His pants felt too tight and hot. Melody was attractive and she was looking at him with fuck-me eyes. Her skirt had ridden up and he caught flashes of cream colored panties, her creamy thighs parted and inviting.

Maybe he should fuck her; fuck her good with her stupid empty bitch head pressed against the table, give her a taste of what she was asking for. It would teach Regina to leave him; he didn’t need her, he could have any woman he wanted.

But what he wanted was Regina. Smart, witty, larger than life Regina who made his blood run hot and cold, who filled his mind with endless possibilities. A woman who stood on her own two feet and saw the world as it really was and saved him from his own white privilege.

“Get out,” he said softly.

Melody was taken aback. She stared at his hooded eyes as if needing confirmation of his words.

“Get out of my office,” he said again. “And if I ever hear you talking about my girlfriend in such disparaging tones I will fire you and send you crying back to your daddy.”

“Leo,” she tried to pacify him, her hand still resting on his chest.

“It’s Mr. Belitrov,” he said holding her wrist in a vicelike grip till she flinched. “Now out!” he roared. Melody nearly tripped on her own two feet as she rushed out of his office.

Leo walked of his hard on, his head aching. He would make it better; he’d go down to her office after work and as for forgiveness, sign a promise note saying he never wanted children if that’s what she wanted him to do but he needed her to come back home.

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