After ten tequila shots and three white Russians, I turned and observed the scenery before me. The music is loud, and the room is starting to spin. My alcohol tolerance was low. I didn't want to go out, but I was dragged out of the house by Luis. He said I needed to get laid.
I snapped out of my thoughts when a Margarita was slammed before me. The bartender smiled and looked towards the door.
" It's from the gentleman in the other lounge," he said. I picked it up and took a gulp. It was the only time I appreciated a pretty privilege. I'd been in this bar for over an hour, and I didn't spend money because every male wanted to spend money on a beautiful girl. Pretty privilege is real. I felt even more confident after cutting my long hair into a luscious long bob, which suited me.
I felt a presence behind me, probably from the man buying me liquor, and I turned to face him.
I was taken aback by how good-looking he was. Stunning brown eyes and sharp features, I dropped my gaze to stare at him fully. He had a smirk on his lips. After our stare down, he placed a drink into my hands, and I dawned it all.
" My hotel isn't far from here," he husked against my skin. I fumbled with expensive shirt buttons and nodded.
I followed him through the exit to his expensive car. Ten minutes later, we were in a heated kiss, and his fingers were all over me. We ripped each other's clothes. I needed this, it has been five years since I got laid.
I pushed him against the bed, and he leaned on his elbows. He was taking me in. I was hesitant for a moment. He got up and kissed my neck, his hands roaming over my breasts softly in an attempt to ease me. Why was I hesitating? I needed this. My body was hot, and I turned around to kiss his lips. I pulled away a moment to take him in. His lips descended on my neck, and I closed my eyes, enjoying the pleasure he was offering, but suddenly I felt cold. I pulled away, and grabbed my clothes from the floor, tears filling my eyes.
" I'm sorry..." I breathed. He was stunned, just looking at me.
" I can't. I thought I could, but I couldn't. I'm sorry..." I croaked, he must hate me now. He sighed and held my shoulders gently.
" Would you like some water?" he asked, but I shook my head, inhaling and exhaling.
" I'm sorry for wasting your time, I should go," I said, going past him, and rushing out of the hotel.
I hollered for a cab and got in, went home. Luis was still awake, drinking coffee. I sighed and went to hug him. He held me back.
" Couldn't go through with it?" he asked, pulling away.
" I couldn't," I sighed, taking off my heels. He led me to the kitchen, and I sat on a barstool as he made me coffee. I took a sip.
" Are they sleeping?"
" It was a hustle, but I tired them out," he smirked, and I shook my head. Five years ago, Luis came to stay with me. He had been such a huge support system for me, even with the shit he was going through. He made sure my mental health was okay, and he'd keep my family informed about what was going on with me and how I was doing because I refused to go home.
There was a point when I was vulnerable and was unable to get up in the morning because of Despondency. Luis was there, he took me to all my appointments until I had my babies. Even after the twins were born, he handled my postpartum appointments and the twin's postpartum appointments. He did everything from staying up late with them so that I could rest because they cried too much, and when they did, I'd break down crying. He is my Roman Empire.
I smiled at him and let out a long sigh.
" What are you smiling about? You lost the bet," he grumbled. He wanted me to go out more, so he betted me to get laid.
We stayed up, chatting a bit longer, before I went upstairs to my babies' room. They had separate rooms, but they loved sharing a bed. Maybe it was a twin thing. I kissed them both, and my son, Cayden Carter, stirred. He was a light sleeper. He blinked a few times before his eyes opened.
" Mommy?" he called groggily. Wiping his face, my son looked just like his father with sterling grey eyes, dark hair, and the same facial features, while his sister, Lara, short for Solara, had my blonde hair and sterling blue eyes.
" Hey, baby, I didn't mean to wake you up, sorry," I whispered, not trying to wake his sister because if she did, we were staying up till it was morning, and Mama had a long night.
" Where did you go?" he questioned. My son hated it when he went out at night. Cayden was protective of me and his sister.
" Just work," I smiled and kissed his forehead, " Sleep,"
He nodded and went back to sleep. I closed the door and went to my room to rest. Tomorrow was another day.
***
" Mummy! Mummy! Wake up!" Small, soft hands were caressing my face gently. My little Solara was hovering over me. I pretended to sleep awhile longer, and she placed soft kisses on my face. My eyes snapped open and she giggled. I grunted and sat up. Solara was like sunshine, up before anyone, bright, full of joy and energy, just a bubbly, happy kid.
" Good morning, my baby," I reciprocated her energy.
" Good morning, mummy," she smiled, kissing my nose.
" Is your brother awake?"
" No,"
" I'm hungry. Can you please make me breakfast?" her voice was so sweet. She batted her eyelashes to convince me. I smiled and kissed her before getting out of bed.
" What do you want to eat, little Miss Sunshine," I asked her as I carried her. She wrapped her little legs around my waist.
" I want crepes,"
" Again?"
I made the food for her while she told me about the dream she had. Ten minutes later, she was eating while I went upstairs to wake her brother.
Thirty minutes later, my little demons were ready for school.
" Mummy, next week is taking your father to school. Are we missing class?" Solara frowned, fidgeting with her fingers as though she wanted to cry. The way their moods switched so fast scared me. Cayden eyed me but didn't say a word.
The kids often asked about their father, and I didn't want to tell them what happened. I will when they are older, but for now, I told them he was on Mars, saving the world. They believed me.
I showed them a picture of Ellis once, and they asked me to print it, so we framed it, and they each have one in their rooms.
" No, you won't go. We are moving, remember?" I reminded them. K-Corp was bought out by a larger company. Although there will be new owners of the business, the identity of our employer will essentially stay the same, and our employment will continue as normal. However, we are moving to the new office in Lycan City. I was a little nervous because we'd be close to the Grey Lycan Pack, but the house Luis found was in neutral territory, away from many people, so it was unlikely I'd meet anyone I knew from that pack.
" Good morning, my little monsters!" Luis shouted.
" Dada!" They ran to hug him, and I exhaled in relief. I wouldn't be answering questions about the move.
" Dada, when are we going to the new house?" Solara asked, my little girl, who has called him Daddy since she was a baby. However, Cayden didn't. I still don't know why.
" I'll take them to school today. Don't you have a meeting," Luis said, checking his wristwatch.
" Thanks, babe," I said, rushing upstairs.