Trial of Marriage 2

Part 16

The evening turned out to be a spectacular hot and heavy romantic getaway. Angelique expected for them to return home after the second round of their hot tube workout, but instead was told they would be staying the entire night. Although she didn’t know, Trey had taken the liberty of packing overnight bags for each of them to have a change of clothing for work in the morning.

He shared that he would chauffeur her there and retrieve her at the end of the work day. The evening for once took it’s time dwindling away; nonetheless, she would have loved for their cabin retreat to continue even longer. Unfortunately, hours later the alarm sounded on Trey’s phone and hesitantly they pried their bodies from the bed getting washed, dressed and out the door in ample time.

Angelique fumbled around in her purse until she found her cell. “I better call and check on our boy. Babe, I don’t know what has gotten into you, but I like it … a lot,” she said still reeling from their romantic evening.

“That’s an easy answer, don’t you know it’s you? It’s always you,” he replied starting up the engine. Giving her a quick smooch on the cheek he backed up the car, did a precise three point turn, and then began driving the car down the path until they were back on the main road.

“Flattery huh? You can keep it up, I promise you it will never get old,” she exclaimed as she tapped in her aunt’s phone number onto her cell keypad.

Angel answered. “Good morning baby. You must have had one heck of a night since I didn’t get not one phone call from you. Looks like somebody got some and a little extra,” she said cackling.

Angelique leaned back against the head rest shaking. “You know, just when I think you can’t say anything else to catch me off guard you do anyway.”

Angel chuckled as she walked toward T.J. in the highchair. “Here sweet pea take your sippy cup,” she said handing it to him.

“What did you just give him?”

“A cup of milk to wash down his breakfast of scrambled eggs and bacon, and don’t think I don’t know your changing the subject”

“What I think is I’m inquiring about my child. Is that all right with you?”

“I’m not one to continue on a useless subject especially when I know I’m right. Woman to woman you should be happy to open up to me. I’m not hoping to hear all the dirty details, but at least a confirmation that you saw fireworks or something is fine enough for me. Girl, sometimes you can be such a prude.”

“I’m a what? I swear since you been dating you’ve been having two different personalities. I truly believe you’ve went from a little outrageous to extremely audacious, now will you please stop talking about me.”

“T.J. your momma’s a prude, yes she is,” she said talking to her great-nephew.

“Don’t tell my baby that woman,” said Angelique.

“Oh hush, he just thinks Aunty is being silly, don’t you baby,” Angel said pinching his cheek. “Anyway, if you ever need a little advice to spice things up further, I’m always happy to help.”

“Umm, I think I’ll pass,” Angelique said not evening giving her aunts statement an afterthought.

“Suit yourself, but you would be impressed with the stories of my young life, and I’m talking way before your Uncle Pete. You see when he got me, I was able to show him things he never thought possible. You talk about a happy woman, well that was me. I wasn’t brazen woman, but I had my share of gentlemen suitors’ cause I had to find the right one.”