Love Like This(2)

Lynne stirred in her sleep a little, but this didn't bother him. Lighting a cigarette, he wondered how he would get revenge on his wife. How would he make her so emotionally disabled that he could bring tears to those cold black eyes, stress that perfect cocoa skin and see her gray from the hurt he put on her heart?

When morning came, Ethan had not slept all night. But, he had somewhat of a plan in mind, except he needed to find out more information.

After getting dressed, he picked up the organizer and looked at her schedule. She was due to go over Nanna's house to check on her. Every Tuesday she did this. Ethan had a feeling Lynne was just waiting for her mother to die so she could take control of the Laundromat and sell it off. She had already talked to buyers when Nanna had her first stroke and this weekly visit was only to make people think she was actually concerned about her mother. But in truth, Lynne cared more about herself than anyone else. Whenever Nanna died, Lynne would make a small fortune on the business, which received high traffic due to the location.

Never once had Lynne ever invited him over to see Nanna. She had repeatedly told him he wouldn't be accepted, because of his color, in her part of the neighborhood. She didn't want anybody to bother Nanna in her condition when they found out Lynne had married a white man. She was quick to say color didn't matter to her, but people in the neighborhood wouldn't understand.

He wanted to know what she had to hide over at Nanna's place. Was it the child? It had to be because she never made the effort to tell Ethan about the girl. He had found this out through the detective he hired.

Driving his custom van to the office, he changed into some casual clothes and a baseball cap. With the dark tan he naturally sported and the curly hair with a cap, he wouldn't be recognizable in the hood. He borrowed one of his employee’s '93 Dodge Shadow and drove it to Nanna's block to wait.

About an hour into his wait, he saw a female come out the house toting garbage. Since it was cold out, she had on a hat and a thick ankle-length brown coat with a fur collar. The hat was pulled low on her face so he couldn't see her features well. After she dumped the trash in the large black Courville garbage container, she walked in the opposite direction where Ethan was sitting. From the look of her, she couldn't be more than sixteen. But then if that was the daughter, she would have to be nineteen.

Ethan had gotten a brief history on the girl from the detective.

She was very sheltered. Mainly, she took care of Nanna, even going so far as to drop out of high school at fifteen and take care of her grandmother and the home. While getting her GED, at night she worked at the Laundromat and read insatiably. The detective noted that he once saw her reading War and Peace. When she wasn't taking care of Nanna or working, she earned extra money tutoring elementary mathematics to children in the neighborhood. Plus, she started to get a teacher’s certificate without anyone else knowing that she was sneaking online for a degree. She was a numbers genius according to past teachers. But since she never finished regular high school, many thought she had gone to waste. The detective said that when she turned eighteen, she opened an account and deposited money earned from tutoring, without her uncle knowing about it.

Her personality was invert. She didn't go anywhere other than home or work.

The uncle was a different story. He had married Lynne's twin, Ecole Gray, and now stayed permanently at Nanna's home after his wife died in labor of their first child, who also died. Ethan was positive no one knew about the man's penchant to visit the city casinos and bet a thousand a night, wasting money and borrowing from the wrong people. They were carless and almost houseless because of this man. He was slowly deteriorating the family business by taking money from the business to support his gambling habit. According to the detective, he owed a lot of money to the wrong people, who would kill him if he didn't pay up soon.

Ethan didn't follow the girl. He waited another hour, when Lynne finally pulled up in the driveway. A man came out who stood about six feet, very lanky and ungroomed. Lynne got out of the car and gave him a long kiss on the lips. They laughed together at something he said, and then with a swat to her butt, they rushed in the house.

Putting out the third cigarette, Ethan got out of the car and went around the alley until he got to Nanna's backyard. He climbed the fence and went around to various windows until he found the one he wanted.

They were half locked in an embrace, desperately trying to get their clothes off, kissing and rubbing each other all over. She was a nymphet, craving every touch he placed on her body with his hands and mouth. Ethan could hear their groaning and panting outside the window.

"Damn baby, you so wet!" Marvin moaned as he plunged repeatedly into her. She clutched him as if her life depended on it.