Meanwhile,
Jim might have some new worries, but they were not worries that Max and Liz were thinking of. Or if they were, they were worries that were different, and they were worries that they were tying to ignore when they had been celebrating their unorthodox engagement. Flying with the moon and the stars, so totally away from reality. Even with that, they both knew in the deepest of their souls that they were probably acting foolishly in even thinking of getting married. And deep down, they both also had the intense fear that this engagement might not work out, and go where the other one resides, but they were trying their hardest not to think of it. Because they loved each other and wanted to believe that love solves everything.
Even if we know from experience, that it was unlikely to be their saving grace in whether they made it or not. Because you can love someone to death, but it does not mean you will be together when the end comes. But still it currently felt too good to be in their blissful glow…
Oh god Liz whispered. “Max?” she said sexily.
“What?” Max asked very sexy.
“You are very good at that,” Liz murmured as she felt Max’s touch, all over her body.
“You bring it out in me” Max said softly with a passionate kiss. ‘You are the world to me,” he said softly as they movements switched when his position changed, and he could feel Liz’s touch on him as she moved on down…
Oh god he whispered. “Liz,”
“What?” Liz asked, ever so innocently.
“That is…” Max murmured.
“What is it?” Liz asked.
“Continue doing it,” he whispered as Liz would continue, and they would continue to maneuver each other and tried to forget the outside world.
“My pleasure,” Liz whispered.
As they would continue as the hours ticked away.
Later,
They finally fell asleep, but Max eventually woke up and was starting to feel hungry. Hungry for the woman he loved but also for food and armed with the realization that they had not really stopped for the notion of food, and therefore he was now famished. Famished all around as he felt Liz in his arms
oh god he thought as he felt the woman he loved as he tried softly to get out of bed without waking her up.
When he did, he would grab his jeans and walked out into the other room.
And went into the kitchen and started to look for something to make for the two of them. Settling for eggs, because it would be easy, and he wanted something simple. Getting to work, and it was not long before the eggs were in the pan.
And then he felt the touch from behind.
Oh, he whispered.
“You are looking good,” Liz would whisper as Max whipped around and glanced at the woman he craved. “You left me in bed again,” she said as she would lean up to kiss him, and it was a kiss that he would return. As they would find themselves in their embrace. And the sizzling of bacon brought them back to the reality of the kitchen. “Sorry,” she said softly. “You were doing something?”
“Getting us some food” Max murmured.
Although I would rather be doing you.
“I am hungry” Liz would say softly.
“I thought so,” Max smiled.
“But not
only for food” Liz said softly as she went for his jeans. And it was words that Max would react too,
oh shit he would say as they kissed again. “I am being good here, Liz” he said in vain. “We need some food,” he would say. “We need to stay nourished.”
“I need you,” Liz said. “And I am plenty nourished,” she said very suggestively.
Max’s eyes shot up, and Liz did not know what was coming into her, or why she was suddenly so obsessed with this man,
and the sex. But she knew she loved him so completely and they had been away from each other, and it upped her desire for him. “But I guess we could stop for that other stuff,” she said with a smirk. “Some food,” she said as she hopped up on the counter, across from the stove.
And watched him cook, or that was the intention, although she had made it very hard for him to concentrate on cooking.
As he would laugh, because he knew he did not have very much restraint for this woman. “We have all the time in the world,” he said at Liz’s new way of distracting him. “All the time in the world,” he thought,
hopefully the rest of our lives.
“Do we?” Liz asked.
“Yes,” Liz murmured
but she does look so sexy on the counter he told himself, as he took the food off the stover, before he turned and she grabbed him, as they passionately kissed.
Shit they both thought.
“The food can wait,” they both would say in unison as she wrapped her legs around him and he found himself back into the bedroom, and collapsing onto the bed.
For another go-around.
The eggs and bacon would be very cold by they got back to them. But they would not care. Because they figured they were on borrowed time.
*
Roswell,
Borrowed time maybe. Everyone could see it. But for many others, they just wanted it to be over with, and some semblance of the end to come into frame. Because back in Roswell, Maria wanted it to be over with now.
Then I might be able to have my best friend back. Because until that happened, well, she did not know what to think of the situation. She wanted things back to normal. She wanted her friend back. Yes, Maria knew she had hurt their friendship and Liz with her secrecy.
Deep down she knows why I did it but hurt can last awhile before common sense comes around. So, part of her happy with her assumption that Max and Liz were together and
probably doing each other’s to their heart content and although she wanted them to be happy,
I hope they are having fun.
Still, she had to live in the adult world, and not a bubble.
I have to deal with the world that Liz does not want to be in right now as she was taking the night off from the bar. She had someone she trusted looking in on it, and she was taking someone special to dinner as she walked the stairs to the apartment over the Crashdown. She was planning on taking Callie to dinner.
They would be joined by Ella and Noah.
She did not know if that was a good thing at the moment. But it would give Isabel and Kyle some unscheduled night off, to be together, or try to be together,
because the last three months have been stressful for them, and it is getting more so with every motion. Maria wanted things to work out with the two. And plus, it would give some time for the kids to spend time together.
Because who knows what will happen in the future, she thought of the notion of they might end up as family.
Maria was thinking deep down with a shipper heart.
But she knew realistically that it could go plenty of ways.
So, she knew this as she knocked on the Parker’s door. And waited for someone to let her in. Of course, it was Nancy who came to the door. Suddenly the frown lines on the older woman’s face wonder if this was the right thing,
maybe we should have met downstairs as Maria had to acknowledge the recent tension between her and the Parker family. Before, it had not been extended to Nancy, but now Maria could see the situation had changed from the frown lines on Nancy’s face that went deeper when she spotted Maria.
It made Maria are that Nancy was now fully immersed into the world of secrets. “Hello Nancy,” she tried.
“Hello, Maria” Nancy said softly.
“I am taking Callie to dinner,” Maria murmured. Unsure of how she should be acting. Because Jeff and Nancy Parker had been second parents to her, and now things were in turmoil.
“I am aware,” Nancy said as she welcomed Maria into the apartment.
“Look, if you rather not, then maybe I can arrange another time to catch up with Callie?” Marai asked.
“No, it’s fine” Nancy said softly. “She is looking forward to it.”
“Me too,” Maria said softly.
“Jeff and I do appreciate that you are spending so much time with Callie, given the situation that has developed with her mother,” Nancy murmured.
Maria nodded. “I would do anything for Liz.”
“Really?” Nancy asked as her eyes arched.
“So, you do know?” Maria asked.
“Yes,” Nancy said. “Only because my granddaughter did not have the same restraint her grandfather did, or apparently you or your friends do” she said with an icy tone in her voice. “Even from my daughter…” she said. “Maria, I cannot believe you did not tell my daughter,” she asked. “I understand us adults, but Liz is a very different story.”
I know Maria bristled. “There were reasons for it,” she said softly. “I am not happy about it. But it’s the way that had to be…”
“Really?” Nancy asked. “She was your best friend Maria, so how could you keep something like that from her?”
“As I said, I did not want too” Maria whispered. “Believe me, if I had a choice than I would have told her. Right away. But the situation that developed was bigger than even our friendship,” she said softly. “Personally, I think she should have known, if only because then we might not have gotten into the situation where we are now,” she said softly. “Or it could have been worse.”
“Where my daughter is having a hard time being apart from Max?” Nancy asked.
“Yes, that being the current theory” Maria said.
“Apparently,” Nancy said softly. “At least according to my daughter, even though she was still going by the official story that you are telling the town, and the man’s children.”
The man’s children now know Maria wanted to say. But she could not say the words as she heard the anger and disappointment in Liz’s mother voice. And she knew she deserved it. But something Nancy said got her head to perk up.
“Wait?” Maria asked. “You have talked to Liz?”
“Jeff did.” Nancy muttered.
“Is she okay?” Maria asked.
“Do you care?” Nancy asked.
“Of course I do,” Maria whispered. “I deserve the anger in your voice because I hurt your daughter. But Nancy, she is my best friend. And I am very sorry for what has happened, and she does have a reason to be upset with me, but in all this, I wanted to help her. I thought if she stayed away and did not get immersed into the complicated tale that spun out from that day with Max’s wife. Then she would be better off,” she said. “Also, it was also protecting her from Yvonne too, in that we were worried that Max’s wife would be going after Liz if Liz stayed around her, and was seemly to happy, and not grieving enough if she were to be told that Max was actually alive,” she said softly. After all, Yvonne had wanted to hurt her too…”
“So, it was Max’s wife?” Nancy asked as Jeff took that moment to walk out of the bedroom at hearing the voices and saw that Maria had arrived.
“Yes,” Maria said simply. “She did not fire the gun, but she planned it,” she said softly. She knew she had to tell the truth,
maybe not all the warts of the story about enough, to save herself from the wrath that was directed at her.
Nancy did not know what to make of the fact that Max’s wife could be so sinister. But that was not her problem. “Still, you kept it from my daughter,” Nancy murmured. “I don’t think she would have done the same with
you?” she asked. “If the situation was reversed.”
“I know,” Maria said.
Maybe depending on the situation, she knew.
I would be pissed too, she knew. So, she got the anger.
Although maybe not for the many reasons why Liz was grieving. “But we could not get to Yvonne before she disappeared, and we were afraid of what she might do,” she said softly. “It was decided that if we could hide Max for while, maybe we could get some answers, and protect Max in the meantime because he should have died. But some reason he did not. And therefore, he now had a chance to prevent a second shot,” she said softly. “So, we thought if Liz did not have a reason to stay, then she could be out of Yvonne’s way.”
“Where you right?” Jeff asked and suspected they all knew the answer.
“No,” Maria shook her head. “It spun off in unintended ways,” she said softly. “I am sure your daughter has told you that she believes Yvonne is behind the end of her job back in Maryland?”
“No,” Jeff said with concern on his face. “Why would she have done that?”
“She was unhappy about you know what,” Maria said softly. Preferring to not say the words. “We were hoping because Liz left, then Yvonne would leave it at that. Believing you know what about Max, then she would move on. And until we could prove what she had done to Max, but then our best intentions got waylaid.”
Jeff nodded. As he was going to say something else but then Callie came out of her bedroom. “Maria?” she smiled as she walked to her mother’s friend. “You came?”
“I said I would, didn’t I?” Maria asked. “Still up for dinner?”
“Yup,” Callie smiled.
“You tell me about your big sleepover last night,” Maria smiled. As she turned to Jeff and Nancy. “We won’t be late,” she smiled. “After all, we will be downstairs.”
The four of them could only laugh.
And Maria took that as a win, as she and Callie went downstairs.
“This is a mess,” Nancy muttered as she and Jeff were left alone in the apartment.
“I know,” Jeff said softly.
“How do we end it?” Nancy asked. “When will our granddaughter mother come back?”
“I hope to god soon,” Jeff muttered.
*
But the way Liz was reacting or acting. The end was not immediately in the offering or something they were actively crafting. At least not yet, because she and Max were too wrapped up in their desires…
And acting them out, in many imaginative ways.
*
While the others were left to figure out a way forward. As the car stopped, and two active kids piled out of it, and ran into the restaurant with an assured “You two have a good time,” as it was called out from their aunt who looked at her niece and nephew rush in, and she quickly got out of the car, as she sighed. It was a confusing day for them,
so a ‘we love you Aunt Isabel was not coming easily’ she openly sighed. But it was a chance to be spend some time apart, and for her and Kyle to spend some quality time together. After a confusing few days, and few months. Because on the surface, it seemed as the children were progressing but the fact their father could come home yet was confusing to them, as was the fact that they still had to keep their knowledge that they now knew to themselves. Noah was happier to have Ella in the know, and Isabel did not know how Ella was processing it. Given she was the one who had the suspicions a hell of a lot longer.
But it was not easy to know you were right. And not know how you are to handle it.
Because she still did not have her father back, and she did not know when that day would be coming.
So, the chance for a night away from the house, and Isabel was something that had to be good all around,
hopefully Isabel whispered. As she spotted Maria and Callie coming in from the back way. Stopping the car, she walked into the restaurant. She knew she had a few minutes before she had to meet Kyle.
Theirs was a small town, therefore it was very easy to get to the central movie theatre. Which was where they were going. Callie turned a very bright smile when she saw the twins,
she is a very happy child Isabel thought,
even with her family in disarray. So, Isabel hoped that rubbed off on the twins,
who have had a very confusing set of months and its still twisting out of control for them.
“Do you need to talk?” Isabel asked as she saw the mood that Maria was in as the shorter blonde saw Isabel and approached her.
“For a minute,” Maria said softly. “Don’t you have to meet up with Kyle?”
“I have a moment or two,” Isabel acknowledged as Maria nodded as they stayed outside.
“So?” they said in unison, and both smiled. “What’s up?” Maria asked.
“In case it is brought up during dinner. You should be aware that both of the kids know the situation we are in,” Isabel murmured. “Or at least as kid friendly as I could make it,” as they both looked into the restaurant and spotted the kids talking a mile a minute to each other.
“They do?” Maria asked, as she spotted the kids. Of course, she had known that Noah had known, but now to know that Ella had brought into the web of deceit. “How did she take it?”
“Better than I expected,” Isabel murmured. “Noah turned out to be the worse one” she said as she winced at the memory.
“Probably because he believed,” Maria commented.
“Ella was pretty jaded, but it seemed to fly of her back a little easier. But the hard part will be tomorrow and the next day when you know who still cannot come home to them.”
“You did warn them that it’s not over yet?” Maria asked.
“Yes,” Isabel sighed.
But they are kids she would think, a
nd they don’t believe in waiting. “So how was it upstairs?”
“My own torture chamber,’ Maria commented. “Nancy knows because Callie clued her in before Jeff could,” she sighed. “So, of course, Nancy took exception to us keeping her daughter in the dark.”
“Did you defend us?” Isabel asked.
God, this is spinning out of control she muttered to herself. And yet she did not know where it was taking them.
“Tried, but you know a Mama bear,” Maria murmured. “She is going to fight for her cub,” she said softly. “It does not have to make sense. But ultimately, Callie came out and things ended before they could erupt into any real fashion,” se muttered.
Isabel nodded. “Thanks for taking the hit” she said softly.
“Well, it is not like I am blameless in any of this because I did keep it from my best friend” Maria muttered. “I could not have listened to you guys, or to Michael” she said softly. “But I listened, so I deserve the anger… even though now…”
“Liz is off you know?” Isabel muttered, knowing not to cite names.
“I know, I know” Maria muttered as she glanced into the restaurant once more. “But she has reached out,” she sighed. “Liz, I mean.”
“Are you kidding me?” Isabel asked, surprised. She finally speaks.
“Yes,” Maria nodded. “But it was not to me. It was to her father, and she was playing the part of ‘needing time away’, and ‘Max is you know,” she said softly. “He did not believe it.”
“I know,” Isabel nodded.
Jeff is not going to believe it. “So, she’s alright?”
“Oh, I am sure she is alright” Maria murmured. “Jeff smises that she is with you know…” she murmured. “And therefore, he is not happy.”
“Figures,” Isabel muttered as she was forced to think about the situation.
I hate this. “We have to get out there and know some sense into them.”
“Or end things, so that everyone can come back home, and life could go back to normal” Maria murmured.
What is normal she wondered. She did not know. “I better go in,” she smiled. “No telling what they would do without me in there, and Jeff’s not my greatest fan at the moment, therefore I should not force him to keep an eye on things.”
“Go,” Isabel said softly. “Anyways, Kyle is waiting for me.”
“Have a good time,” Maria smiled. “You two need a breather.”
Isabel could only nod.
We all do.
*
Meanwhile,
The only people who were having a good time with this story was Max and Liz who were still in their blissfully happy period.
Probably it was very unwise they would tell themselves,
but you are not going to convince us to stop they would also think.
Until we want too or have a reason and there was no reason at the moment as Liz was in the shower. Finally dunking her face in the cold water, to try to stop Max and her from going at it, like rabbits.
Again.
She knew would always have the memories. When this blows up on them.
And it’s going to blow up on us she knew.
It has too she thought.
Because something this good is not going to last she thought. So might as well ride the wave until it crashes into me.
Because it can’t continue, can it?
Liz did not know or care. She felt invigorated. She did not know what was getting into her. Why she was so brazen. Revisiting her Bonnie to Max’s Clyde persona from high school. But no crimes were being committed this time by us she would amend to the gods.
It’s just meaningless sex.
And a lot of it.
But there is nothing meaningful sex when it involves Max she knew. Somewhere along the time, this will lead to something. But she did not know if it would, and when it would. She just felt the cold water on her skin. “Can I join you?” came a voice.
Which only made things get suddenly steamy. As she twisted around and saw Max looking so sexy when he was naked and staring at her like he worshipped the ground she walked on,
as if I cannot do anything wrong, she murmured to herself as she saw the desire in Max’s eyes.
A girl can get used to this feeling she smiled, of course, she knew that it was Max’s default look for when she was involved.
Then how did it go wrong for us?
Who knows.
“Can I?” Max asked.
“Sure,” Liz smiled, as he did not hesitate to come into the shower, and they would kiss, passionately.
It was all so unbelievably hot, despite the fact that they had been doing this for hours and had not stopped for much…
God he’s hot, she thought.
She did not know what had gotten into her. She had never felt like this before. She never needed sex like this.
Even when I was with Max the first time she thought. “This feels like a dream,” she murmured. “A glorious dream,” she muttered as they smothered each other with kisses. “Tell me this is a dream, and I am still in some coma or the hospital?” she wondered as they kissed. Barely taking a breath. “Although you don’t feel like a dream.”
“I am not a dream,” Max said as they washed each other, and yet they could not stay out of each other’s arms. Making for a soapy, and long shower. “We are not a dream,” he said softly amongst the kisses. “You feel incredible.”
“You don’t feel real?” Liz asked. “This doesn’t feel real.”
“I am real,” Max said softly. “You are real. And we are real,” he said with a sexy smile. “This time it will work out, I promise.”
“Don’t promise me Max,” Liz bristled softly. “Promises can be broken…” she muttered.
“I will never break another promise to you Liz,” Max murmured as she collapsed into his arms, and he carried her out of the shower and put her to bed. Neither caring that they were soaking wet.
“One day you will be my wife,” Max said softly with a sexy demand.
I don’t know when it will be, but you will be my wife.
“I want to be your wife,” Liz said softly.
Max smiled, and they collapsed into a passionate embrace. “One day,” he said softly as they continued to kiss, as they both prayed to the god that he did not believe in that something good could come from all this torture.
Here’s hoping, and wishing…
*
Of course, they knew it was not a dream. It was all very real. Even if the circumstances surrounding them were playing like it was or that they were in their own story. But they knew it was all very complicated. Everyone knew this. And Sean Deluca knew it too from his spot down in Paradise. Because he had a sense that he was standing on dynamite with his conduct.
Which was ready to explode.
But at the moment. He was watching television in his room. Because he and Yvonne were still on their time out, and he had not seen her in hours since she disappeared from the pool deck. So, he took advantage of his room, until there was a knock on the door.
He opened it and was semi surprised to find the blond staring at him. “Yvonne?”
“Why were you watching me?” Yvonne demanded immediately without exchanging any small chat. Straight to the point was how she was prepared to handle this. Ever since her eyes were woken up. As she walked into the room and looked around the palatial suite.
This place is bigger than mine. “I know you were watching me, because I saw you, and those binoculars of yours,” she said. “And answer me this, how can you afford this place?”
“I have my ways,” Sean muttered. “I am industrious,” he would mutter. I am, he thought,
I sweet talked downstairs into this room. So, Jim is only being charged a fraction of the true cost he thought as he didn’t answer her demand of watching her. Because it was not something that would look good for him.
“You don’t look like you have money to back up your stay in the room” Yvonne asked as she looked around once more. “I have had to pay for everything?”
Of course, I would make you pay for everything because you sit on a lot of Evans money and apparently many more men’s dough Sean thought as he knew from her behavior that something was not right. But he was willing to play with the situation a bit more. “You were willing,” he smiled. “Might as well take the opportunity and the load off my wallet” he said with a smirk. “What do you want from me?” Sean asked.
“I want to know what your game is?” Yvonne asked as she quickly assessed Sean. “Sean Deluca, not Connery” she asked.
I never bought the name, but… “I checked downstairs and with my sources. And the room is registered under Deluca and is being paid out an unknown bank account in Roswell, New Mexico,” she said threatening. “Not by you,” she muttered. “So, are you playing me?”
Shit
“I don’t know what you are up too with this line of questioning or your doubts?” Sean asked. “I never sold myself to you as a choir boy. So, maybe I am in hiding?” he asked.
As you are he would think but was not prepared to go there yet. “Maybe I want to be going with a new name, or something” he would say.
But it was obvious that she was too wary and not buying his words. So, he had to deal with the truth of it. “Of course, you know something like that, don’t you?” he asked, knowing all pretenses were off the situation. So, he might as well rip the bandages of the façade they were operating under.
Yvonne’s eyes went downcast and were explosive. As if she was seeing him for the first time. “I knew I knew you,” she muttered to herself.
I should have seen it.
“We only met once,” Sean muttered. “I don’t think our meeting was that memorable,” he said with a smile. “Or I was hoping that was the cause.”
“You were sent by that slut to spy on me?” Yvonne accused.
Shit she said.
How did I let myself get into this?
“Given you killed your husband.” Sean muttered. “What possessed to off a Sheriff Deputy of all people,” he smiled. “Are you insane or something. Given who your husband works for, they were not going to just close the investigation and call a day,” he asked, and Yvonne eyes exploded. “So, of course, someone decided I was needed…” he smiled. “To track you down.”
“I didn’t kill him,” Yvonne said.
“That is a matter of semantics,” Sean declared. “You planned and engineered it,” he said with a smile. “And paid loads of money, in cash,” he said with way of his words. “So, you are one very bad kitty cat.”
“Yes, I am” Yvonne muttered as she was looking at Sean with different eyes. Ones that changed this whole situation. She had thought she had it pretty easy down here, as she was getting away from being wanted in multiple states, and now this she sighted. “So, that slut sent you?”
“Nope,” Sean said. “She is too busy rebuilding her life after you destroyed it.”
Yvonne actually smiled at the comment. Making Sean frown. “She’s a slut,” she said with a evil glare. “She destroyed it all on her own. She slept with my husband,” Yvonne said with anger. “She deserved what I did to her,” she asked. “And maybe I am not done yet?” she said softly as she was thinking of ways of increasing the pain.
I was only taking a breather she thought.
There is more I can do.
Sean only shook his head.
You cannot be seen so there is only so much you will be able to do. “Give me a break Yvonne. Let’s not pretend that your marriage was some love match. Or that you even loved your husband. Because you were looking for only one thing out of that union. Max’s death. So that you could collect the money. But you were not able to accomplish that could you,” Sean asked. “Because he was too healthy, and you could not wait…”
“I waited six damn years,” Yvonne muttered. “How long was I supposed to have waited.”
“To death do you part,” Sean suggested. “Naturally, of course…” he asked. “Isn’t that part of the marriage vows?”
“I did,” Yvonne muttered as she waved passed the
naturally comment by Sean. “Still, what did it get me?” she asked. “His slut got more than I did.”
“Then you should have had him divorce you,” Sean smiled. “You probably would have gotten more out of him if you had,” he said to her raising anger. “IF he wanted her as badly as we know he does. He would have eventually given you the money. But you could not have that could you, because you are not even legally married to him, are you?” he asked as he was putting the pieces of Kyle’s earlier disclosure.
Yvonne’s eyes went even more stormy.
“You are wondering how I knew?” Sean asked. “I have my ways,” he said with smile. “But it’s truth, right?” he murmured. “You could not have the end of your marriage go through the legal channels because then they would know that you were still married to someone else who you nearly did off with, but he survived but you vanished with his money.”
“It’s my money.” Yvonne murmured. “I earned it.”
“I think we see things differently,” Sean smiled. “Because you could not go through the legal channels, you thought you had gotten the gold mine by doing in Max,” he would say. “No one would question the legality of your marriage because the will would be legal, and you could get the money that way.”
“The jerk changed his will,” Yvonne stewed of her hatred for her not so legal husband. “The S.O.B,” she muttered.
“Maybe he saw through you,” Sean said softly.
“Nah, he’s way too stupid,’ Sean muttered. “I had him fooled. I worked him for six years. I knew I had him fooled. It’s that slut.”
Sean could not help but laugh at the mess that Yvonne was in and that in the end Max had prevented a win by his wife,
even if only opened him up for a bigger mess. But of course, seeing the smile on Sean’s face only made Yvonne more upset. “So, you are quite the pickle, aren’t you?” he could not help but ask as he saw her stew in her anger.
“I am perfectly fine,” Yvonne said softly.
“But you cannot go anywhere?” Sean said. “Because you are wanted,” he smiled. “People are on the look out.”
“I did not pull the trigger,” Yvonne muttered.
“They aren’t going to care about that,” Sean smiled. “You planned it and engineered. Whether you charged it to your credit card or paid cash,” he offered as Yvonne’s eyes went stormy. “Coupled with the fact that you had a Sheriff deputy killed therefore they are not going to let you go with a slap of the wrist,” he said. “You truly are insane to think you were going to get away with it.”
“How do you know
that?” Yvonne asked. “About the matter of payment?”
Sean did not answer.
So, it naturally got Yvonne even more stormy than they already were and that was something as she tried to take control of the situation. That was spinning out of her control. Because she had not seen it coming.
I should have she thought.
I knew he looked familiar she told herself. She did not like him calling her on her shit and logically figuring out why she could not allow the divorce to actually happen.
Death was my only option she thought.
Unfortunately, my asshole of a husband prevented me from making out as I should have, and no one likes me back there so, even those brats so I could not be the loving stepmother until I could siphon off any money they will get
So, she knew she had to take back control.
She needed control. So, much of her life was without control. And she thrived on control. Which is why it led to her committing so many bad acts. As she saw the stupid smile on Sean’s face, and she wanted to wipe it off his slimy face.
“So, you think you have me, or you think you do” Yvonne smiled. “Assuming I am guilty, right?” she asked. “If I could do that to my own husband,” she said softly. “Who I love so dearly, and who betrayed me. Then what makes you think I could not do it someone else,
like you? she asked reached for her purse, and took out the gun, and aimed it at him.
This is not good Sean muttered to himself.
Not, by a long shot.
“So, tell me, what are you going to do about it?” Yvonne asked as she took back control of the situation and making it much more dire for Sean.
