It should have been me

The Perfect Dress

I'm working on a new file for this merger that is coming up when I can hear my name being called in a sing song way and I can't help but think someone's in a good mood.

"Logan...... Husband of mine.... where are you....."

"Odette" I give a slight head nod. I am not sure what game she wants to play but I don't want to participate. I run my hand through my hair and take a sip of my coffee. It's too early in the morning for her "creativity" and i still can't believe that I have to deal with her for the rest of my life. Well, at least five years until the contract has been fulfilled.

"Please Logan, not today. I have a favor to ask of you, and before you say no, hear me out first. Can you do that."

With a nod, she seems satisfied and continues.

"We are going to your parents for dinner tonight and I want to look magnifique. I want to wow them without effort. Please please please say you will come with me to find the perfect dress."

Like I had anything better to do, I internally laugh while I turn my head at the mountain of paperwork I can put off. Nice thing is Mitchum won't be able to lecture me about it because the time will be spent with my wife. I have to come to terms with that title but I refuse to give up. Rory will be my second wife and we will conquer the world. This is just a small detour to our final destination. I wonder if she is still mad at me. Hmmmmm....

"Well... is spending some time with me such a horrid idea that you have to think about it this long?!"

While I sit there pondering over Rory and the baby Odette is staring at me and starting to get mad. As I start to answer her she interrupts me.

"Never Mind. I see that you are a busy man and I have interrupted some of your work, so I will get out of your hair and let you do whatever it was that you were doing. See you at dinner tonight." And with a huff she turns on her heels and goes to her room, our room.

I know I'm going to hate myself for this later on but I go straight into the room and see her sitting on the bed.

"Before you so rudely interrupted my thought process, I was thinking about where we could go." I casually lied. She can NOT know I was thinking about Ace. Honestly though... Ace is really all I ever think about. I must get her back! I WILL get her back!

Watching my internal battle for a moment she is giddier than Ace discovering spiked coffee ice cream. I smirk at that memory. So many good times.

"Well then, come on!" Grabbing my hand she leads me out to the elevator when She realizes I don't have any shoes on. I go back inside, grab what I need for the day then take her down to the lobby to hash out a plan.

"How about we grab some lunch first and then we can find you something to wow the dark lord."

"I don't know why you insist on calling him that. Honestly Logan, your father is misunderstood. You should try to reconnect with him. Your parents have been nothing but kind to me and you should try harder."  "I'm sorry. I'm nagging again...."  with a heavy sigh she stops and I can see the pained look on her face.

"Logan, while I was at the spa I thought about some things and I need to come clean about something."

Not sure where this is headed I can only nod my head. 

"Let's sit down somewhere and order first. I skipped breakfast and I'm famished."

After her tea arrived she hesitantly continued, " so I was at the spa, and I couldn't stop thinking about this Rory person and how important she is to you. I have decided I want to be that important to you. I want to have the kind of marriage that in five years when the contract is fulfilled that you will want to stay with me. I know I nag and I can be harsh, but I just don't really know how to be a wife, and I certainly refuse to be someone's second choice... I know that we didn't get married under the best circumstances but I want to be friends. I want to start a foundation and build on that, starting with today's shopping trip. I want to be partners in crime."