VegasPete : The Way You Taste

2 - The seed of doubt

Vegas POV

When I entered the room, the lights were off. Pete was sleeping soundly and silently. In a few hours the sun would rise. I stayed at the club late, trying to suppress my frustration. I took a shower. When I got back, I put on my pajamas. I lay down next to Pete. I wanted to hug him like I do every night. But something stopped me. I rested my right arm over my forehead, looking at the ceiling. My mind was still full of turbulent thoughts.

Pete left without even talking to me. Macau scolded me for dancing with Yim. I confess I did it on purpose. I got angry. Pete had been gone for some time to talk to the babysitter, and he hadn't come back. Yim's comments got me thinking. Does not Pete mind leaving me alone? Does he not feel jealous? They say my jealousy is almost unbearable, but not showing any jealousy at all is also irritating. Pete used to be jealous of Yim when I held him captive. To the point of Pete hurting himself and leaving. I wanted to prove that Pete is as crazy about me as I am about him. But he just left me alone, and rushed back home to take care of Venice.

I woke up at lunchtime with a hangover. Pete was in the kitchen eating his southern food with the babysitter. They were laughing. Venice was eating his baby food, offered alternately by Pete and the nanny. That scene irritated me deeply. Actually, it made my heart ache a little. Or maybe too much.

"Good afternoon, Khun Vegas" The nanny stood up bowing to me. I said nothing.

"Why are you eating in the kitchen?" I asked Pete in a normal tone.

"Well, I didn't know what time you would wake up. We're giving Venice his lunch. Jenny loves spicy food as much as I do, so I decided to share some of this with her. Good to have someone that appreciates southern food besides me!" Pete gave a large smile. I was holding my growing anger.

"I see."

"I will ask the housekeeper to prepare something for you to eat. Macau left early with his friends. Aren't you going to the office this Sunday?" At no point Pete showed any emotion or discomfort about yesterday. But I'm so pissed with him and that girl that I can't show him any tender emotion right now.

"No, I'm going to work from here later.

"Ok. We are taking Venice to Dr. Top for more tests"

"On Sunday?"

"Dr. Top is as workaholic as you are"

"I'm going with you"

"Why?" Pete seemed surprised.

"Can't I? He is our baby, after all".

"Sure."

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"We are going to do some additional tests on his blood. As soon as we have the results, I'll call you. Medications are effective in controlling seizures. Don't worry, Pete. We will find the cause and treat it accordingly."

"Thank you Doctor Top".

"I told you. You worry to much.

"Somebody has to."

"Venice is your whole world, and no one else".

Pete moves away from me. He takes Venice from the nanny's lap.

"This baby is so cute! Beautiful like his mother and smiley like his father! What a beautiful family!"

WHAT? Are you kidding me? This baby is cute like me! I! Damn nurse! Venice is my clone! I'm the father! I'm the husband! Pete is mine! I was furious. My phone was ringing. I answered the phone and turned my back to them. I was holding back my urge to strangle that nurse... Pete... and the damn nanny.