Brett's Little Headaches(18)

“I wasn’t sure what everyone liked, so I bought some of everything. There’s juice too and milk.”

By the time she was finished unpacking there was hardly any room left on the table.

I bit my tongue before I put my foot in my mouth, but I wasn’t going to be able to give her as much time as I had thought.

She needed more; they needed more than this. I’m pretty sure that there were a million other women out there who would jump at the chance of what I wanted to offer her.

But of course I would fall for the one that will give me a hard time, story of my fucking life, nothing easy.

I helped her dish for the boys and cut their food into bite size pieces while they babbled away at me. I could tell that they were excited to see me, even though their mother was playing it safe. Fuck if I’m not gonna use that shit.

“So, how was your night?”

“Fine we were fine, weren’t we boys?”

“Good I’m glad to hear it. Now, what are our plans for today?”

“Nothing really, we just hang around the house on Sundays. The boys drag out all their toys and we play until lunchtime and then they get to watch one of their movies and that’s about it.”

“You need a backyard.”

“We don’t have a backyard.” She took a bite of her French toast and I pretended not to hear the little snip in her voice.

So that’s the way it was going to be was it? Well I wasn’t about to play that game. I’d spent the better part of the night giving this shit a lot of thought and I had come up with the only solution.

“Did you think about what I said last night?”

“Not in front of the kids.” I looked over to make sure they were eating and not paying attention to us.

“This concerns them too, if you’re going to muck shit up, you should remember that you’re mucking it up for them as well.

I know you might not want to hear this, but here is reality. We met yesterday; I took one look at you and fell hard.

If you need time to get use to that idea that’s fine, it threw me for a loop too, but we’re both adults and I’m sure that you have enough sense to know when someone is on the up and up.

I’m too grown to play games with you or anyone else and the only reason we’re having this conversation is because of the boys.

I know you need to think of what’s best for them, but what I’m saying to you is that I want to help you do that.

I can’t do it if you don’t give me a chance. The more time it takes you to come to a decision the more time we waste, just think about that.

Whatever you want to know to make you feel comfortable I’m willing to do. You can have your father run me, do a deep search if he hasn’t already.

I already told you I’m ready to take you home to meet my mom, you’d be the first since high school, and trust me, that shit really is an honor, I don’t take just anyone home to mom, before yesterday, she was my favorite girl, the only one I protected.

I’m not going to beg you; that’s just not my style. But I’m not walking away from you either and I’ll be damned if I’ll let you play the coward. So you have a choice to make. Either you’re gonna take a chance and let me take care of you and the boys.

Or you’re going to fuck us all over and let the past dictate the rest of your life. I’m hoping you make the right choice, it would make things so much easier on all of us and we can move forward.

If you make me sweat I can’t guarantee that I won’t make you pay for it later.” I grinned to let her know I was playing with her and she blushed, before turning to Garret to feed him a piece of pancake.

After breakfast it was wash up time and the boys got dressed. “Why don’t we take a Sunday morning drive? It’s nice out, we can drive down to the beach or wherever you’d like to go.”

“The beach sounds nice; I don’t go that often because the boys can’t swim as yet and I’m nervous about taking them on my own now that they can move around so quickly.”

“The beach it is.” There was an ulterior motive of course. To get to the beach we had to go through the countryside first.

Last night when I was house hunting on the net, I had seen quite a few nice places that I intended to go by and just nonchalantly point them out to her to get her reaction.

Later I’ll spring it on her. There was no reason I couldn’t buy her dream house while she was deciding what she wanted to do, because there was no way I was ever letting her go. She didn’t need to know that now of course.

We got the boys ready and packed a bag with everything that they could possibly need for the day.

I was amazed at how much was needed just for that one little outing, and my respect for her as a mother went up a couple of notches.