Chapter 12

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Tristan chewed his lip hard as he watched both of his boys sitting at the table. It had been an hour now since Zoe had dropped them off and he had just fixed them lunch. Grilled cheese sandwiches with the crust cut off of the sandwiches because that was how he knew the boys liked him. He could at least remember that even if he wasn't sure about other details like which toy was John's favorite or if Carl still had accidents while he slept. No that was things Anne knew and as he realized this the reality of his situation began to sink in. Now thanks to what Anne was choosing he'd be a single parent and he'd have to learn these things about his sons and god he'd have to watch his boys by himself and there would no longer be family dinners or outings together though in a way those hadn't happened in awhile mainly because of his busy schedule. "This isn't how mommy makes it daddy," John said as he turned to look at his dad and frowned. "Mommy puts more cheese on it than this." At John's words Tristan felt like he had been slapped in the face but instead of showing it outwardly he put on a grin and walked to the table where he bent down to his son's level, "You miss mommy cooking huh?" he asked as he raised an eyebrow. John nodded his head, "I miss mommy being here too," he said as he frowned and looked into his father's eyes. "Why can't she be here?" "Well John sometimes things happen and mommy and daddies can't always live together anymore," Tristan spoke not sure how to explain things to his oldest child. "But I miss your mommy being here too," he nodded being honest. He did miss Anne being here and he knew it would kill him when he went to file for divorce tomorrow but he was sure he'd find a way to move on. He'd find a way to get over his wife even if it happened very slowly. Feeling confused by his daddy's words John kept eye contact with his dad, "So you and mommy are no longer going to live together?" he asked curiously. "I'm afraid not buddy," Tristan answered honestly knowing it was better to tell the truth than to lie. He knew if he didn't tell the truth John was just get confused eventually when he was shuttled between both him and Anne though in the end Tristan hoped it was him who get the primary custody even if it was just to stick it to Anne which he knew was childish. John frowned at his daddy's answer, "But you miss her being here." "I do but things are a little more complicated than missing her," Tristan said knowing that just because he missed her didn't mean he was going to change his mind. Anne was clearly abandoning their marriage and he had to do what he had to do. "Now go back to eating okay." "Fine," John huffed as he turned away from his dad and picked up his grilled cheese. Laughing Tristan turned to look at Carl his laugh getting louder as he saw his youngest son had somehow gotten some of the cheese all over him and his shirt. "Carl buddy I think after you eat it's going to be bath time." "No bath," Carl muttered as he shook his head no. "Yes bath," Tristan laughed as he reached over and ruffled his son's hair. "Then after you get a bath I think I am going to take you boys to go see your cousin. Aunt Nikki had her baby yesterday. You guys have a cousin named Violet." _______________________________________________________________________________ Sitting at the small diner where Kobe had taken her for lunch Anne raised an eyebrow as she sat across from him in the booth. The diner was an hour away from their town and she half wondered how Kobe had found this place. "How did you find this diner?" she asked speaking her thoughts. "In high school," Kobe answered as he put his menu down and looked over at Anne. "I used to come here a lot especially when my mom worked nights. Back then it was more often that she worked nights and since I couldn't really cook I needed some place to come and eat." Anne couldn't help but laugh, "So you chose some fifties diner?" she asked looking around. The staff was dressed just like they had stepped back in time and the music playing was a bunch of oldies music while the walls were lined of pictures from that time and era along with some old looking fake vinyls. Kobe smirked some before shrugging his shoulders, "I like odd places okay and I sorta like the fifties. Would have been a fun time to grow up back then..except maybe some things in my life wouldn't have fit so well in the fifties." "Like your hair?" Anne asked curiously as she raised an eyebrow. "I don't think men let their hair get long until the sixties and the hippie movement. All that free love junk." "Yeah my hair," Kobe nodded as he thought of the other stuff in his life. The side he wasn't ready to show her just yet. "And other things besides my hair. They probably would have fit better in the sixties too." Anne kept her eyebrow raised at his words, "What other things?" "I'd rather not tell you just yet. Like I said wouldn't want to corrupt the preachers daughter," Kobe said as he smirked again and watched as the waitress came to their table. Ordering his food first he then watched as Anne ordered hers and he had to keep from laughing. "You always eat grilled cheese without the crust?" Blushing at Kobe's question Anne shook her head, "I didn't used to until I had kids then I guess I started eating how they ate." "That's cute I guess," Kobe said as he nodded. "So tell me about your kids. I mean all I really know is you were young when you had your first child." "My oldest is John. He'll be starting school this fall which is hard to believe," Anne smiled sadly as she thought about it. It was hard to believe her oldest son was old enough to start school and it was a reminder as well just how much of her own freedom she had lost. She had lost five years..six this December. "He loves superheros and he usually can't go to sleep unless he has a stuffed Spiderman that my...that Tristan bought him for his last birthday," she said as she caught herself before calling Tristan her husband. She figured she may as well get used to the change since soon he wouldn't be her husband. Kobe couldn't help but laugh at the last thing Anne said. He was glad that his question about her children got them off the topics of his past because he wasn't sure he was ready to tell or show her every dirty skeleton in his closest. At least not yet. He wanted to warm her up to those ideas and then, then he'd show her. "And what about your youngest child?" Kobe asked as he raised an eyebrow coming out of his thoughts. "Does he too have a stuffed Spiderman that he can't sleep without?" At his question's regarding Carl, Anne answered them again and it was during that, that the waitress brought their food to them and the topic over their lunch stayed on her kids. Something that did seem to interest Kobe which Anne found odd. Could he really be interested in her children? Would he really be okay with being tied to someone who came with two kids as part of the deal? She wasn't so sure he would be but in the end she guessed time would tell. She guessed she'd be proven right or wrong and a part of her hoped it was wrong because then she was ruining her marriage for nothing. "I am so stuffed," Anne sighed changing the subject from her kids finally after she finished eating. "I mean who knew their grilled cheese sandwiches were so big and god don't even get me started on their fries." Kobe shook his head at Anne's words, "So no room for dessert then?" he asked raising an eyebrow. "They have a really awesome ice cream sundae here and we could split it." Making a face Anne thought over his words before finally nodding her head, "I think I have room for dessert," she told him as she looked up just in time to see their waitress come to check on them. When she did she listened as Kobe ordered the sundae for them and she stayed silent as the waitress walked away again. She knew it was wrong but she couldn't help but feel like things were too good to be true. She was waiting for the bottom to drop out. When the ice cream arrived Anne watched as Kobe beckoned her to come sit beside him instead of across from him and she did as he wanted. The moment she had sat down she couldn't help but laugh as he held the spoon to her mouth and she opened her mouth allowing the spoon entrance and letting out a tiny moan as the chocolate syrup from the sundae invaded her mouth as she took a bite. "Best chocolate syrup I have ever tasted," Kobe said as he heard Anne moan. "That's one reason I wanted you to try it." "And the other?" Anne asked after she swallowed her bite and grabbed the spoon from him. Getting some ice cream on the spoon she held it up to his mouth and smiled when he took a bite. At her question Kobe just smirked, "So I can do this," he said as his hand went under the table and soon connected with her thigh. Slowly and deliberately he creeped his hand up and under the dress she had on until he came into contact with her underwear. "I just wanted an excuse to get you beside me," he said honestly as he picked up the spoon with his free hand and got more ice cream on it. Swallowing hard at Kobe's actions Anne just sat there and watched as he got the ice cream on the spoon. The moment he held it to her mouth she opened her mouth and took a bite another moan coming out as she did so, though this time it wasn't because of the syrup. It was because he had started to rub her through her underwear much like he had done the day before. The f*****g bastard was going to get her off in public and she kind of almost liked the thrill of it. _____________________________________________________________________ Arriving back home after taking his boys to the hospital to see Nikki and Isaac's baby, Tristan got them both out and watched as they ran to their toys outside. It was still afternoon so he'd let them play outside for a bit before taking them in and getting dinner ready. Looking over as he saw someone coming towards them he gave a sad smile to Natalie when she came to a stop beside him. He had told her all about what had went down with Anne. He felt he had no choice mainly because she was curious as to why Anne had left the hospital like she had. "Don't look so sad," Natalie smiled at Tristan as she crossed her arms. "I can't help it," Tristan sighed as he looked away from Natalie. "Just today with the boys is making me realize that this is going to be my life soon. I'm going to be a single father with two boys and I'm not sure how much I like that idea." Natalie just shook her head as Tristan spoke, "You'll do fine and you'll adjust like you have adjusted to other stuff life threw your way," she reassured him. "But I came over to ask if you and the boys would want to join me for dinner? I mean I'd really like to get to meet your sons when they aren't busy playing with their boys and maybe getting out of the house will help you and make you stop moping." Tristan chewed his lip hard as thought of Natalie's offer, "I think we can do that," he nodded knowing she could be right. It could help him to get out of the house. "The boys and I will have dinner with you."
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