Chapter 9

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Tom puts his hand around the steering wheel, and looks straight ahead at the packed parking lot.  " Sorry, it's just that I have really wanted to do that, ever since you told me your name." He chuckles a little and looks ahead at the car pulling out. " Don't say sorry, I needed a kiss, from you, and your perfect lips, " I whisper back. He looks over at me with his beautiful gazed eyes, and he cracks a gorgeous smile. I smile back and lean in to kiss him. He leans back down to return his lips to mine. We kiss for a full two minutes before he starts the engine and leaves the hospital. We start to listen to the radio, but I turn it off as soon as I heard one of my favorite songs from when I was with my now ex-husband. I lay my head on the window and feel the vibration of the car, causing my head to shake. I look at all the little shops that we used to go to. I try to shake the memory, but it keeps clinging on to me for dear life. I was woken from my day dream when I saw a mansion on a hill. " Hey, is this yours? " I asked, clearly amazed by such beauty." Yeah, you sound like you've never seen a mansion, or a house. " He laughs while making his way up the hill surrounded by beautiful, blossoming trees. As we get closer to the mansion, I see a child about the age of my own daughter, around 4. " Hey Tom, um, I think you might have a niece here. Or some neighbor?" I question as he pulls into the garage. " Yeah, that's my daughter, Lacey. I have a wife too, just don't tell her that we kissed or did anything. Okay, you can stay with us. Just tell her that you have an abusive husband and that should get you to stay. We can see each other when she leaves for work and Lacey leaves for pre-school. Okay, got that?" He asks, eyeing me suspiciously. I nod quickly and feel a ton of guilt on my shoulders. That's what my husband, I mean ex-husband might have done to me, he would sneak out with another women instead of coming home to a wife and daughter. He leans down and pecks my lips, then whispers in my ear seductively, " I love you so much." Those words made my heart beat faster, and the butterflies in my stomach to appear again.   " I love you too." I smiled and kissed him on the cheek then opened the door and took a step into the garage. He lead the way to the garage door and opened it. I walked in quietly behind him and just looked around in amazement. Granit countertops and white cabinets and a silver refrigerator and stove. The island in the middle, surrounded with bar stools. A massive chandelier right above the island. He moved into the living room, that held a flat screen t.v right above the wooden fireplace. A big, comfy looking leather couch and a loveseat the exact same, holding a beautiful woman, and the loveseat now resting a sleeping Lacey. " Hey honey," the woman said before eyeing me up and down. " What are you, a model who needs child support," she snorts. " Mary, she has an abusive husband and needed me to help her with divorce papers. She needs somewhere to live, why not here, we have plenty of room for her." Tom speaks up looking angrily at his wife than looking at me lovingly. " Oh, Im sorry. I'm Mary, Tom's loving wife." She says as she gets up and shakes my hand. " Welcome to our home, you welcome to anything you would like," she speaks in such a caring and soft tone when she's not angry. ' Am I welcome to your husband' I secretly ask myself before being forced to a tour with Tom and his wife.

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