Becca had just finished teaching her class and was sitting down looking at her emails when all of a sudden, a ruckus erupted among her pupils. Startled, she raised her head to see almost all of them trooping towards the door, arms waving. Standing up, she turned in that direction to see the reason why they were doing that. Dan was standing in the doorway, bending to carry some of them, while the others crowded around his legs, craving his attention. He ruffled their hairs one by one, smiled at them, asked them how they were, and smiled sheepishly when his eyes met Becca’s shrugging, the smile not quite hiding the worry in his eyes. Finally, he sent them back to their seats and came over to meet Becca, nodding slightly at her.“Hey, you. What on earth are you doing here, and how come my pupils seem to like you so much? I’m kinda jealous, come to think of it.” Becca joked.“I usually come over for career day, and I used to visit Sandra when she newly started to work here.”“Oh. I didn’t
The ringing in Ryan’s ears refused to subside, no matter how hard he tried to stop it. He had prepared himself for this possibility, had known that it would be the most likely outcome of this whole thing, especially considering the recent events, but still, he had held out some hope that it would not be as he had feared. He was awfully wrong. His chest felt tight, as though he was going to have a heart attack any minute now. He only vaguely heard the judge’s voice over the roaring in his head as the woman droned on and on, while Craig’s family jubilated on their side. If only he had known, he would have pleaded hard for Anna and Noah to accept joint custody with him, or he would have even bought them off, except that he knew that they would never agree to be bought off. It galled him to admit that they actually loved their grandkids and were doing what they thought was best for the children. There was no way he would have accepted Anna and Noah’s demands that he handed the kids over t
The day that Ryan gave up the twins had to be the hardest one that he had ever faced in his entire life. He dropped them off at their grandparents himself, hardly able to look Anna and Noah in the face as they received him into their house. His bodyguard brought Tyler and Taylor's belongings from the car into the house, while Margie busied herself with setting up the children's nursery, trying to make it as close to the one that they had at home. The week before, Ryan had had her come over to this house and remodel the room that was to be the nursery to look like the one back home. Now she was arranging their stuff the way they had been arranged back home too. The lump in his throat refused to go no matter how many times or how hard he swallowed to clear it, especially when he saw how uncomfortable the twins, especially Taylor, looked with the effusive petting of her grandparents. Tyler actually did not look too bothered and was busily chewing on a piece of cookie that Anna had given
Time flew by really fast and before Becca knew it, one year had gone by since she gave birth to her daughter. Life was good, and there was nothing she wished for more than the life she had. Emma had everything that a little girl could have and lacked literally nothing. “Yeah…nothing except her father, of course.” The little voice in Becca's head said, but she steadfastly ignored it.Emma had a father figure in her life in the person of Dan, who loved and treated her as though she were his own daughter. Emma loved him just as much and was always full of smiles and hugs for him. How Becca felt about Dan was a whole other matter entirely. There was no denying the fact that she was very fond of him. Heck, she liked him a lot, and the sexual chemistry between them was really intense and showed no signs of dying down anytime soon, neither did she want it to die. However, she was starting to notice something else about Dan. It was something that she had always feared would happen, and now,
“So, Sam and Sandra met each other while they were in the university. He was a very bad influence on her and everyone who loved her told her so, but it seemed that the more she was warned about him, the more she wanted to be with him. He was, and obviously still is a manipulator, but she turned a blind eye to all his faults. Eventually, she began to do drugs with him and it got so bad that she had to be sent to rehab. She barely managed to graduate, but by the time she did, she had managed to get clean, from drugs, at least. However, she still wouldn’t hear jack about how much of a bad influence Sam was on her, much like she keeps doing, even now.I remember the first time I ever met him. She invited him to an already strained dinner to meet our parents, whom we’re not all that close to. This asshole came to dinner high as a kite, and of course, our parents didn’t like him, which was one of the few times they and I ever agreed on something. Sandra didn’t care, of course, but did her b
The months passed very slowly for Ryan, who had finally come to terms with the fact that the twins were gone for good. He threw himself fully into work in a bid not to notice, or rather, dwell on the glaring absence of their happy laughter in the house. It was impossible not to notice it. The house was unbelievably quiet since they left and the only time he was ever happy was when he flew over every weekend to see them. These occasions ended in a lot of crying on Taylor and Tyler’s part, but it was a relief to know that they had not forgotten him.He was also relieved to see that the twins adjusted well to their new home over the months and were also well taken care of by their grandparents. He had no doubt that the fact that a familiar face, in the person of Margie, had to do a lot with their settling in fine. Noah and Anna were cool about the whole thing, and welcomed Ryan into their homes any time he wanted, even when it wasn’t time for him to visit the twins yet. As they pointed o
The atmosphere in Becca’s house was sort of tense as she finished packing up her and Emma’s stuff. She zipped the last bag closed, the sound of the lock seeming very loud and final in her very quiet living room. The silence was broken only by Emma’s contented, soft coos as she rested on Dan’s shoulders and the latter patted her back gently in a bid to get her to sleep. It was working, albeit slowly. Now and then, the little child’s eyes would close, and then they would open again as she fought the insistent call of sleep. Finally, though, she succumbed to it, and only then did Dan pad out of Becca’s living room with the child in his arms, and went to drop her in her room to sleep.He came back to the living room to see that Becca had unzipped the smallest of Emma’s bags again and was slowly unfolding and refolding the clothes in it. This was no surprise. The woman was nervous as hell and was doing everything possible to avoid a confrontation with him, not that he wanted to have one wi
So Becca and Dan came to a sort of truce about their relationship, or more appropriately, their lack of it. In the meantime, they would see what this time off from each other meant for their relationship, after which they would decide where they stood with each other. Becca knew where she stood, or at least, wanted to stand with him. She wanted to continue being friends with benefits, just have amazing sex with him without any strings attached as she had been doing, but that would be a selfish thing to do. They bade themselves subdued goodbyes the next day, each person lost in their thoughts. Dan kissed Emma’s face tenderly, telling the baby how much he was going to miss her as if she understood any of what he was saying. In return, Emma rattled off a lot of things that neither her mother nor Dan understood in baby language, and patted Dan’s cheeks with her strong, but chubby hands.“She’s going to be a very cute talkative, this one,” Dan remarked as he kissed Emma’s forehead and ha