With Him Comes Completion

Chapter 19

Derek

Oh crap, the son

The mother, my lap

Crap Crap Crap

Katie stands up and moves to the end of the couch just before Simon comes barreling into the room. I grab the nearest pillow to lay in lap to cover my excitement, though not much can be seen in my jeans it is just a reflex from my younger years. No one likes to be caught with a boner by a seven year old.

He is talking excitedly about his science class and the different types of matter. How he and his classmates laughed at the gasses and some got in trouble making fart noises every time the teacher said the word gas. Unfortunately, he was one of them.

Getting in trouble at school, as well as not waking his mother this morning, he has compounded his problems.

Katie is going into mother lecture mode. So I excused myself to the bathroom to readjust and maybe be able to walk straight when I reenter the room.

The downstairs bathroom is past the stairs almost underneath them. I finish up my toilet business, flush and wash my hands. Splashed some water on my face to wake up and recollect my thoughts. That's when I remembered it was Friday.

Then I heard…

“I said I was sorry, I was only trying to help!” Simon, yelled at his mother.

“It doesn't help when I don't know where you are. We were all worried.” Katie, yelled back.

“I’m sorry, ok. But I have to go to school, Mom. I did try to wake you up. I promise, I did.” Simon said, to his mother in a defeated tone.

“Look, I'm sorry too. I'll try harder with my sleep, if you promise to try not to go rogue and leave without telling anyone. You didn't even tell Grandma that you had left. The phone is right there, Simon.” She says to him, in a tone that says she messed up just as much as he did.

Why didn't she sleep last night and how come she slept so heavy that she didn't wake when her son tried so hard this morning. More questions than answers today, but I will get the answers from that beautiful woman if I have to take her over my knees to get them.

Am I ready to invest in this? I guess I am.

With that thought, I readjusted my pants, a problem that thinking about a punishment for the wicked woman has me plumped up and ready to go. Again! The troubles of being a man, urg!

Exiting the bathroom, I make my way toward this broken family that in the past week I have come to know and now care for their well-being.

Remembering our time in the park, when I helped the little guy down from a tree. It was magical and I wanted more. Even though it maybe a bumpy ride to get there, his mother had me twisted around her finger and I want to hold on tight. With my mind made up I walked into the living room to see both of them hugging.

It was so adorable that I had to get my phone out and take a picture. When I opened my camera, I put it on multi capture so I can take lots of pictures in just moments. Then I can pick the best out of them all. Which I know is the one with my Beauty kissing Simon's forehead.

They took no notice of me so I just put my phone away like nothing happened and fully entered the room.

Katie

Simon and I turned to see Derek smiling at our little mommy and son moment. I was only slightly embarrassed. Okay, a lot.

There is no way he didn't here our argument. Not that I don't want him to know my problems, it's that I didn't want him to know the extent of them this soon.

Wow, is he smiling because he is about to dodge the crazy bullet named Katie? Jeez, I hope not.

“So...are we still on for tonight?” He asks, with that same adorable smile that I just want to kiss all over. Maybe one day, maybe soon.

“Huh?”

“Dinner, tonight at my place? You still up for it?” He asks again. I am confused. He still wants to try this with me? Maybe he is different, maybe I could be be different.

“Mom, are you going? Can I go to Billy’s house tonight if you do? He invited me but I didn't know so I told him I would call. Can I, please, Mom?” My son, Simon, pleads to go. I know he is getting older and not wanting to spend a lot of time at home with me and his grandma. But what am I going to do about today, with his behavior and tonight with the date. Should I cancel and make Simon stay home with me or give in to all of our needs?

“Simon, go to your room till you are called. Derek, let me walk you out.” I tell them both while I formulate a plan in my head. Hopefully, I can kill two birds with one stone. Why kill? I want to have my cake, and eat it, too!

Triple chocolate, Please!

“Derek, is there any work that Simon could do at your house on Saturday? I mean I want to have our date and I can't just let him do as he pleases. He is still a growing boy, he needs to learn boundaries. Maybe a male influence this weekend would help?” I smile and hope I'm giving puppy dog eyes so that he help me out with this little situation and have something for my fatherless son. Though, being fatherless isn't a bad thing. It's the not having any steady male figure in his life that has been hard on him. No uncle, grandpa, or close older cousin, nope, just my mom and I.

Derek looks thoughtful and I'm hoping he has something up his sleeve that will help all of us.

“No, but I do know somewhere that does need help. And I was going there anyways Saturday morning early, so have Simon ready about 9ish since your going to let him go to Billy's this evening.”

“I am?”

“Yes, you are. Because, today wasn't only his fault and I think you both need a little discipline. He gets his tomorrow and you get yours tonight.” He says to me with a stern face and a glint in his eyes as he pulls me close. “I'll pick you up at seven. Don't be late.” He whispered in my ear, giving it a little nip on the lobe before backing away and walking around his truck to leave.

I'm so stunned, I can not move or say anything. I just wave a little as his starts his truck and heads down the street.

Right…

Billy's first, dinner second, and then discipline?

What did he mean?

I guess I will find out tonight...