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Behind him came an attractive woman dressed in a pair of shorts and a tight tank top. She was smiling and laughing. She put her hand on his chest and he leaned down to hug her. There was no reason I could think of for him to be hugging an unknown woman. He wouldn’t do anything that unprofessional while on the job, which led me to believe this woman wasn’t a stranger. She was someone he felt comfortable to hug.
I quickly turned my head and sped up. My heart was beating a mile a minute. Who was she? How did he know her? Was there something going on between them? The last thing I hated to think. I would swear that Law would never cheat on me. However, I would’ve said the same thing about Dan and you saw what happened with him. Did I suck at picking guys who would be faithful?
I was a wreck by the time I got back to the compound. I knew I had to talk to someone, so I went straight to Soleil’s house. I was relieved to see her car was there. I parked and hightailed it to her door. I pounded on it. When she opened it, she was frowning. “Tonya, what in the world is wrong? You look like you’re ready to cry.”
“I need to talk. Can I come in?”
“Sure, honey, come in and tell me what is going on.”
I followed her inside and declined her offer for a drink. I sat down and fidgeted. Finally, I told her what I saw. When I was done, she sat there staring at me.
“Do you honestly think Law would cheat on you?”
“I would have sworn he wouldn’t, but why was he hugging her? Why was he there? It obviously wasn’t police related, even though he’s on duty. You know he’d never act like that while working. They knew each other. What if I’m wrong? It’ll kill me to have another man cheat on me, Soleil. What’s wrong with me that men will do that to me?”
“You don’t know if he is cheating. I bet there’s a perfectly good explanation for why he was there. Why don’t you ask him? Ask him what he did today and what kind of calls he went on. See if he tells you something. If he doesn’t, then come out and ask him who the woman was he was hugging. That’s all you can do unless you decide you’re wrong and you forget it.”
“I can’t just forget it. Believe me, if I could, I would. You’re right. I need to talk to him. I hate to accuse him of anything, but I have to know. My kids have started calling him Dada. If he and I break up, it’ll hurt them so badly. I can’t risk them getting hurt even more.”
She sat with me for a long time, talking, trying to convince me I was wrong. That Law loved me and wouldn’t do anything to jeopardize us. By the time I went home, I was calmer and thinking more clearly. My heart was telling me I was being foolish. My head was telling me to be sure. I was torn.
By the time I went to get the kids, I was sick to my stomach. I could barely concentrate on what they were telling me. I cooked dinner on autopilot. When Law came strolling in after six, the table was set. He came to me and gave me a kiss. I tried to kiss him back and not think of where his lips might have been. He pulled away and frowned at me.
“Babe, are you alright?”
“I’m fine. Let’s eat. The kids are hungry.”
“Let me change and wash my hands, then we can start,” he said. When he came home, he was always careful to lock his gun away and to hang up his utility belt. I swear with all the stuff he had on it, the damn thing weighed twenty pounds or more. Add his Kevlar vest and he carried a lot of extra weight around all day.
Dinner was eaten in silence on my part. He talked to the twins about their day. Dylan babbled to him like he was telling him what he did. It was cute and normally I’d be enjoying it, but I couldn’t. After we were done and the table was cleared, Law set the kids up with a cartoon and put Dylan in his swing. He loved that thing. Once they were situated, he grabbed my arm gently and tugged me down the hall to our room. I reluctantly went with him. I wasn’t ready to tell him what I saw. He shut the door and then turned to me.
“Tell me what the hell is wrong? You’re acting strange as hell. I know you’re upset and it’s because of me. What did I do?”
“Tell me about your day first. How was it? What kind of calls did you go on?”
He gave me a puzzled look then shrugged. “Nothing unusual. Speeders, a fight at someone’s business, caught some teenagers doing graffiti at the park. Why they thought it was best to do that in broad daylight, I have no idea. The rest was paperwork and follow-up on cases. Why?”
“Did you go to any domestic disputes or other things at anyone’s house?”
“No, I didn’t. Valkyrie, tell me what this is about.”
I paced away from him. I had to look at the wall as I got my courage up. If I was wrong, he was going to be pissed at me. Maybe I shouldn’t say anything. I was about to keep my mouth shut when he spoke.
“I’m getting the feeling you’re accusing me of something, Tonya. Out with it. Don’t hide shit.”
I whipped around. “Okay, you want to know what is bothering me? I’ve been asking myself all afternoon if I was a fool to trust you. I had one man I thought loved me and would never cheat on me do that. I was determined never to let anyone get close enough to hurt me like that again. However, I let you in. I’ve been telling myself there is no way you’d cheat on me.”
“Cheat on you? You think I’ve been cheating? When the hell would I have time to do that? If I’m not at work or with you and the kids, I’m working for the club. I barely have time to take a piss,” he said angrily. Seeing him angry told me this conversation needed to stop.
“Never mind. Forget it. I’m talking crazy. It’s been a long day. I’m tired. I need to go check on the kids.”
I went to pass him but he caught me and wouldn’t let me out of the room. His gaze was boring into me. “You’re staying right here until you tell me what the fuck happened to bring this on.”
Law:
I was at a loss and about to lose my mind. Tonya seemed to think I was cheating on her and she wouldn’t tell me why. As I stopped her from leaving the bedroom, she burst into tears. I tried to hug her, but she shoved me away. Instead, she went to the other side of the bed, so it was between us.
“Baby, talk to me. Tell me what’s going on here,” I pleaded. My heart pounded at the thought she believed I would do that. What the hell did I do to make her think that?
