With Him Comes Completion

Chapter 20

Katie

I called Simon down to let him know what is going to happen, I'm still a bit doubtful of my plan. I just hope that all goes well. Contrary to popular belief, parents don't know everything! There are hundreds upon thousands of How to Parent books. Do you know why? Because not all children are the same! And that is why there has yet to be written a universal manual for raising children ages 0-18. I know this for a fact, I looked it up on Google.

“Simon, you can call Billy and see if the invitations to stay at his house is still valid and then I would like to talk to a parent. Also, let Billy know that you are need home no later that 8:30 as you have somewhere to be by 9. As long as you both understand this, you may go.” I tell Simon as he jumps down the stairs ready to call his best friend. Though he is not fond of the idea of getting up early on a Saturday, he is more than happy with the turn of events with his sleepover at Billy's.

As he runs to make his call, my mom decided to come home. In a way I am glad she wasn't here for the afternoon showdown and witness Derek's involvement. Though I think I handle this situation very well considering. I hardly ground him. I would hate to be bored with nothing to do but start at the ceiling or read a book. Ok I actually would love that. Strange, I know but, Simon, he hates it. But, what seven year old wants to be cooped up in the house all day with the sun shining. He has too much energy for all that to go to waste.

Anyways, after my talk with Billy's Mom, I helped Simon get ready. And hugged him goodbye when they came over to pick him up.

Now, it was my turn to get ready.

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Derek

After I left Katie on the front lawn of her house, I made my way to the store. I knew what I had at home wouldn't cut it for a little romance, so I needed to some shopping.

First, table cloth and then candles with holders. Second, food of course. Steak and potato does not sound like a candle lit dinner. Though you never know, the beauty likes meat. Though can never go wrong with pasta and my mother's famous sauce recipe. A salad and some wine, volà, romantic dinner for two.

I don't know if I am doing the right thing here, with her. I just know I can't deny the feeling that I need her to be in my life. I can't stop thinking about her and Simon for that matter. It's like she has taken over my brain and set up shop. I know I need to take control of this. She needs to know who is boss, and how this is going to work. I need to set those guidelines not only for her but for myself included. Plus there is the kid to put into the equation. I know just what I'm going to do Saturday. I'm not really changing any of my plans, I'm just adding to them to help my beauty out with a son that needs help. They both need it. And I am the man that is going to guide them both to the light in the storm. To my safe harbor.

Now to get home and set the mood.

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Katie

Nerves amped up to a live wire... Check

Showered, Shaved, and Powdered….Check

Ready to jump out of my skin...Double Check

Picture it, Sicily 1982…

And the beat goes on

Ok I seriously need to stop thinking one liners

Shake your boov thing shake boov thing yeah yeah

Ok I think I'm moving on to song and movies

Ding Dong

Captain Caaaaaavvvvvemmmmaaaannnnn!

Has arrived

Did he bring his hammer? Lord, I hope so. Really,Katie, get your head out of the gutter!

I want to get away, I want to fly away, yeah yeah

There I go with the song list in my head again.

“Huh?”

“Katie! Are you coming down or not? Derek is here to pick you up.” I hear my mom calling up the stairs. Crap what have I been doing all this time? Oh yeah, daydreaming.

“Coming, just a second!” I yell down from my open door, as a scurry around the room to pull on my heels only to find one, and take out my velcro self staying rollers and try not to brush out the volume it gave me. Since I decided to daydream the last thirty minutes instead of actually getting ready…

A cough could be heard at the doorway, and as I am pulling myself up from the floor with one shoe on, my skirt raised up, my blouse all scrunched and wrinkled now, and I looked in the mirror and I missed two rollers. I am a hot mess.

I see his smile and he is trying to hold in the laughter I know he is choking on, now that I turned fully towards him.

“It's ok to laugh, I know I would if it were me looking in from the outside.” I say with a sigh and kick off my one hell, and turn to my mirror and take out the last two rollers and finger comb my hair.

He still hasn't said anything and I'm afraid to ask if our date is still on or not. He asked me to be on time and I can't even get dressed without fucking up. I know I shouldn't, I worked hard on my makeup, but I started to cry. Just a little. But as one tear fell, another and another just came out in waves. I could not contain my sobs of hopelessness.

As I looked back towards Derek, I noticed the door was closed, just like his heart. Doors are always closing on me. I try to stand tall but…

Is there someone in my closet?

When I look over the door is only halfway opened but I can see a work boot and jean clad leg.

“Derek?”

“Yes, Katie, where do you put your comfy clothes?” He said as he went over to my dresser and started pawing through my underwear.

“Um, wrong drawer. The third one down, left and right, the left is the bottoms and the right is the tops.” I say this while staring at him looking around in my drawers.

I'm still too stunned to do anything but stand there and watch.

It's amazing how you can speak right to my heart

Without saying a word you can light up the dark

Ok with the songs..

He takes out my fluffiest pair of PJ bottoms with heart eyes smiley faces, and a big tee to match.

“I'm sorry” I tell him. Because he asked me to be on time and I'm totally not prepared and kinda spacey.

“Nothing to be sorry for, Darlin’, you have had one hell of a day. I can see now, it was asking a lot to come over for dinner. It's ok, Katie.”

“But, I want to go.” I say as I finally fix my skirt and blouse and covertly look for the other damn heel. I swear shoes should come with a tile tracker embedded in them. So if one shoe gets more than five feet away from the other, an alert is going off on your phone. Same thing with sock, just waterproof! There would thank you!

“You can still go, just get comfy and no pressure. We will just hang and watch a movie and relax. Promise.”

“But don't you like what I'm wearing. It took me over an hour to figure out what to wear that fit just right. And now your telling me I could show up in my comfy PJ's? I don't know if I should kiss you or kick you.”

“Kiss, definitely kiss me. Because to moment I walked in and saw you bent down on your hands and knees, with that sweet ass popped out, showing me that small thong that is barely covering your pussy, I have wanted nothing more that to kiss you, all over and taste everything you have to offer.” He tells me this like it's natural to want a woman that much. With that much passion and desire, I'm scared witless. Deaf, dumb, and almost blind, I think I just came in panties.

Yep, I'm wet.