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It’s still taking me a minute to get the hang of everything, like not having to go through customs like everyone else. They basically send someone to the plane, and someone else takes care of it, and that’s it.
I didn’t even know there were so many people on the damn plane until we got off. And then the fucking cars that followed us everywhere, which my husband warned, were not going anywhere no matter how much I bitched and moaned about my privacy.
Anyway, Denny and Lacey are battling each other online with name-calling and accusations. He claims she’s a dirty bitch that ruined his life, and she claims she couldn’t even find his dick the times they fucked, and now she’s pregnant.
It looks like his family is pushing for marriage, and he’s saying no until they get a paternity test, which will be months away because she’s afraid to do the early one in case it hurts the baby. His family agrees and is pushing for an early wedding so the baby won’t be born a bastard.
I say she’s not pregnant, and if she is, the kid might not be his because she’s been run through more than an oscillating sprinkler in high summer. But it’s none of my business. My fervent wish is that they do get married, and if she is indeed pregnant the child turns out not to be his.
Hubby was walking around the house since he’d never been here before and I was letting him do his thing before I lay down the law. “You like it?”
“It’s a beautiful place. Kinda big, which works well since we’ll be having so many kids to fill all those rooms upstairs.”
This place has eight bedrooms; I don’t know who in the fuck… I lost my train of thought. Whatever.
“Now that we’re here, let’s get some things straight; well, there’s only one thing really. You and I are a team. The first time you side with someone else against me that will be strike one. We’re playing by the three-strikes rule. Maybe you should write this down.”
“What’s this? Didn’t you give me a whole set of rules already?”
“Those rules pertained to our kids and us as parents; this is about us as a couple.”
“What if you’re wrong?”
“Then you tell me that shit while we’re alone, and I will do the same. Which will happen a lot because you’re wrong like ninety-five percent of the time when you start your shit with me.”
He didn’t have a comeback, so I figured I won that round. “By the way, Mom and Dad are throwing us a welcome home slash engagement party next month.”
“I know, she told me.” Yes, and I will spend the time in between getting ready to deal with Natalie.
I’ve been digging up as much information as I can on her using my sister-in-law and Garrett’s people because I knew she had to be losing her shit right about now. Because of the things she’d said, I knew she still had the hots for my husband, even if he was too male to realize.
His phone went off, and he looked at me after looking at the screen. “That’s your Dad; it’s the third call in as many minutes. Do you want me to talk to him?”
“You can do as you like.” Now, after I just told this man that we are a team let me see how dumb he is. He put that shit away really fast.
“Are you ever going to forgive him?”
“I’m not sure, but it won’t be anytime soon.” His damn bleeding heart looked like he was about to pout. “Look, forgiveness isn’t about saying a few words, and everything is all honky-dory. It’s about me taking the time to deal with the issue in my own way and coming to terms with it. Right now, I don’t even like him, so forgiveness is a long way off.”
“Okay, should I tell him that at some point, or do you want him to guess?”
“Did he tell me what he and the rest of my family were doing for the last fifteen years or so?”
“I get it; no talking to Dad.”
“You think I’m wrong, don’t you.”
“Not necessarily; I just don’t want you to do anything that will hurt you.”
“I won’t be hurt because I love myself too much to let someone else’s actions dictate my life. His actions destroyed my life at a time when I had no choice in the matter. Now, I make my own choices and move at my own pace. You got a problem with that?”
“No, ma’am, no problem, what you say is absolutely correct. How did you learn to think like this when you refused to go to therapy?”
“I was my own therapist. I just got to a point where I stopped giving a shit and focused inward.”
“We spend way too much time trying to please everyone else, but once I stopped, I realized that I needed to love myself first. In order to love myself, I had to figure out what makes a human being lovable. According to the world, that means bending over backward to please everyone else at the expense of my own peace.”
“At some point, I just said fuck it, and started doing what I like when I like, and it was amazing. I learned what true love really was since then. To me, it’s the ability to freely give to those I find worthy; you should be grateful that I now count you among that number. So, tell me, what has Corbin done to make me see him as worthy?”
