Before We Were Fifty

Chapter 14

Sitting in the taxi, waiting for traffic outside of Dublin to die down, I nervously play with my fingers when a strong hand envelops them. Looking over at Jamie, who's side is being crushed by the car seat, he smiles sweetly at me. He knows just how nervous I am- he is too. His father never liked Amelia, what if he doesn't like me?

"You're gonna be fine." He sweetly says as the car starts moving. My whole body heats up because I just want out of this cramped car. Jamie looks back out the window as our driver starts turning up a long winding road. "We're almost to my house. It'll be okay."

"I'm just tired..."Liar.

"I know. We'll catch a nap before heading over for dinner." His hand let's go of mine and he returns back to looking out the window. Man is he stressed or what? I thought I was nervous- he seems un-pieced and almost nonexistent.

As the driver pulls up to a gorgeous two story- sleek, modern home- I try to suppress my rudeness because this is way too lavish for Jamie. It looks almost like a house out of Meet the Robinson's but not that in depth. It's white, square shape is sort of depressing actually. Why no vaulted ceilings and other Celtic traditions like the other houses, why does it have to be ultra modern?

"You okay, Kota?" Smiling at me, I give him a sad, but genuine smile.

"I'm alright."

"I know, not what you expected...it used to be a beautiful log cabin, but Millie tore it down for this....I want to sell it, but no one in all of Ireland wants an ugly ultra modern home." My smile grows wider and a small laugh sneaks out as the cabbie shuts the car off and begins pulling out bags from the trunk, which conveniently is in the front of the car and not the back. After paying the driver, Jamie carries in the bags while I carry in our sleeping babe.

Walking into the open space, it is quite odd as to how this place is designed. From the front entrance, everything is an open floor plan. There are no walls separating the living room, kitchen or dining room. The whole front wall is made out of glass that over views the lower yard and it's grand pool and gardens. A piano sits in the corner of the living room and a long supporting wall runs along the right side. Taking a hanging, open stairway, you can get to the second level that leads to Jamie's bedroom, Dulcie's, and a spare. It is a grand house, but I don't know if it's exactly safe for a two year old. Coming over, Jamie kisses Lukas' head and then my cheek.

"I can take him to Dulcie's room if you want." Nodding, he slides the child from my arms and I watch as he ascends the staircase with him. Watching his ass as he goes, I feel a little bit of heat rise in my stomach. Oh...

I better walk away before anything happens. I can't afford an awkward encounter before I meet Dr. Dornan and the sisters. Besides Jamie and I haven't had sex since we conceived Lukas...I wonder if he'll still enjoy it with me? Maybe before he was just a young horny guy who needed to fuck anything with a vagina- I mean he did sleep with Amelia. So maybe this is all just an effort to grease his gears again before he gets back out there- cause according to him he hasn't had sex with Amelia since a little after Dulcie was born to almost a year and a half ago. He must be bursting with sexual tension that maybe he is only leading me on so he can screw me over- no puns intended.

"Hey..." Coming behind me, I jump when his arms snake around my waist and he kisses my neck. So it begins. "You okay? You looked a little lost in another world."

"Oh, no I was just admiring the view. The sunrise is really pretty here." Way to cover Mayi, least I thought of something other than how lousy I feel right now.

"Yes, I've missed it. Now, let's go take a nap..."

"You can, I think I'm just gonna watch the sunrise." His face seems confused, but he doesn't argue the point. Kissing my head he turns and walks back upstairs. Well at least I won't feel any pressure if I stay down here- God it's almost worse than high school, every time you came face to face with the opposite sex: sometimes the same sex, they just pressured you to do it. Maybe Jamie will play fair and at least attempt to act civilized.