Delectable Benefits

Four

Her secretary sported a head full of white hair  with cherry pink lips. She was a woman shy of fifty and was still active in ballroom as well as umerous activities in her church and social circles. Her eyes carried concern usually for the woman seated behind the doors. Her round stature gave no nonsense especially when ito came to slick men. And the man standing before her sporting red hair and green eyes cannot get past her inspection.

"Do you have an appointment with the Judge?" she demanded.

"No," the man replied.

"Then have a good day, sir," she said and closed the appointment book.

Nick could believe it. His charms would't work on the woman! "Oh come on, I have the every right to see my wife. You were there during the wedding," the man said practically begging.

The woman frowned at him, "You are not married to her in every sense of the word," the woman snapped in a whisper. "You're just married to her on paper. In my book that is not a real marriage."

"Please? I just want to see her," he said.

The man knew how to beg, that she was sure of. "My boss is not ready to receive you. She is currently reviewing her inaugural procedure. I would suggest taking yourself out of these premises or make an appointment."

Then his daughter walked in, "Hey, Candy, is mommy here?"

The woman's expression softened, "Of course, sugar plum, she is," the golden lady said. "She's not too busy for you."

Nick gaped, "But you just told me she couldn't be disturbed."

"She can be if you are family. However, sir, you are not family." Candy snapped and got up and opened the door for Nicolette.

At the same time, Anya stepped out of her office. Her eyes widened when she saw the pair. When she looked at Nick shew as surprised he looked angry. "Nick?"she called out.

When he saw her, he stared at her for a few minutes realizing she looked stunning in her aquamarine off shouldered blouse and an A line skirt that went past her below her knees. As she walked towards them, he realized she was wearing heels. Her hair was tied up in a lose bun and a few locks escaped her careless coif. He took a deep breath and tried to focus on the matter. "Thank God, you stepped out."He rounded the table and embraced his wife. "Could you please tell this woman I am family?"

Anya looke at the woman, "What is this all about?" she asked.

"This man claims to be your husband," Candy said.

The woman knew about the details of their marriage. "Well, Candy, whether you like it or not, he is my real husband and there is no changing that fact. Please next time let him in."

"He has no business coming here just to make you miserable in the end,"the old woman muttered to herself.

But Nick heard her loud and clear. He entered Anya's office and sat next to his daughter in a foul mood. "So, what brings my troop here?" Anya asked as she sat behind her desk.

"Daddy is wonder if you want to come and have lunch with us," Nicolette asked.

Anya glanced at her watch and realized it was already time. "Oh, what do you two have in mind?" she asked and looked at her husband, the frown on his face was there. She stood up and joined them on the sofa. Nick immediately grabbed her by the waist and sat her between him and their daughter. She touched his knee and leaned back against him.

"Well, we can eat at home or eat out." Nicolette said and wiggled her brows.

Anya raised her brow, "Really? Or do you just want to eat at Alfredo's," Anya said knowing her daughter loved her cooking above anyone else's.