Abuela and Abuelo...smile.
1398 Words
Joseph Brennan
" What do we do with 7 kids, do they even speak English?" Claire Worried.
" Well, I think if they need us, we should open our home to them. It is what Joey would want from us, besides legally...yes they are ours. I'm actually excited about it." I rubbed my hands together in anticipation.
" I'll have 7 beds prepared for the little varmints." Claire said sternly, but I saw a twinkle in her eye. She was excited too.
I turned to face my lovely wife.
" Claire, I want you to know that..I want to...well, can you ever forgive me for pushing you into the arms of Jason Hiland?"
There! I said it, my therapist told me to offer my wife forgiveness, but in truth, I wasn't there for her.
I knew she was lonely. I was so caught up in making a name for myself, I neglected her.
Claire took my hand and looked up at me.
" When you died that day and our daughter refused to give up on you, I wiped that old slate clean. Will you do the same, forgive me for the affair. I really only ever wanted you Joe."
We embraced and rekindled the flames that had turned to cold embers.
We were actually more in love now, then when I had seduced her as a young woman in her father's big lonely house.
I remember it well. Everytime I was summoned to the palatial estate of Claire Brimford, I made a point to bring her something.
Even just a cup of coffee. I always had a gift for her.
In time, I brought silly trinkets and little things that would mean nothing to anyone else, but I knew what she liked.
I gave her heart shaped rocks that I found on my journeys, small pink cats. She loved Hello kitty.
It was the tiny crack in a tightly closed door, I made it grow until it swung wide open and she agreed to go to dinner with me.
My employer, her father Ryan Brimford was a man of immense wealth, I was his personal lawyer.
He didn't care for me to be dating his daughter, but Claire was pregnant before he could try to pay me off.
He saw that his only daughter was very in love with me and agreed to the marraige.
In the beginning it was perfect, our life together.
But as the girls grew older, I felt pressure from my in laws to provide for them in a way they were accustom to. I poured everything into building my name.
But...all for naught. My Claire was very lonely, very unhappy.
I can't blame her for the affair.
Infact she confessed it to me just hours after it occurred.
I believed she wanted to hurt me as I had hurt her.
It stung, I felt so betrayed.
I turned to my only friend, alcohol.
So now, looking at our future together, me sober and Claire faithful to only me, I knew we had a second chance.
One more chance at love.
I lifted my wife's soft chin and bent over her parted lips.
" We have time before our house explodes with children, let's go rest a bit." I kissed her and placed my hand around her rib cage, stroking her there.
" Joe, I bought something yesterday. Let me go put it on and meet you in my room." She winked as she turned to walk away.
" Wait, Claire...here!" I handed her a heart shaped rock I had found on my walk this morning.
I placed it into her palm and closed her fingers around it.
" I love you Claire." I smiled and walked away.
I knew she was crying.
My wife and I had separate rooms. We had done this since the affair. I went to my room to spray some cologne and freshen up.
I slipped on a pair of my silk pajamas.
I gently knocked on her bedroom door.
" Come in." She said.
" Holy s**t!" I yelled, then shut the door quickly.
My lovely wife had a beautiful and very sexy, silky outfit on.
Her hair was down around her shoulders and she had soft candle light illuminating her body.
" You've been doing pilates haven't you? My breath is gone just looking at you."
She smiled and pulled back the covers.
" Hold on, stay put!" I ran and got my phone.
" Joe, no!" She laughed.
I needed to capture her this way, she was so very, very stunning. I wanted to remember her like this.
I took a few shots of her and set my phone down.
" Claire you naughty girl." I began to advance on her.
She giggled. My serious and rigid wife, giggled. I hadn't seen her so relaxed and...well charming like this in years.
She removed my pajamas.
I slid my hands over her silky outfit and pulled it off slowly.
She kissed me and whispered.
" We are back. We found our way back. I know you have changed Joe, but I have too. Yes I forgive you. I know you forgive me. I want you to know something though.
I never cheated on your heart. I was only with him once and there was nothing in it for me whatsoever.
I wanted to have this, this right here, romance. You were always the one I wanted to be with, you were just lost a bit, but now..oh now is our time to shine."
She threw her head back and laughed as she climbed on top of me. "Let's go cowboy." she giggled again.
I just nodded, silenced by her body. How did I not notice that she had taken excellent care of that sexy body of hers.
I smiled, it was a big smile of joy and contentment........
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Three hours later...the house was in discontent.
7 kids were running all through our home. 6 boys and one very smart and sassy little girl.
They all spoke perfect English and Spanish.
Claire made sandwiches for them and we showed them to the back yard.
They all took off running in the yard, playing and filling the cold, quiet house with life. I think the house really liked it to be honest.
We sat down and just watched them all.
Their big guardian, Arturo went straight to his room to rest. He was exhausted from traveling with 7 kids.
Claire made sure that he had food and water in his room. She was a wonderful hostess like that.
Estella walked up to Claire.
" Mrs. Brennan, can I talk to you a minute." She looked at me and then Claire.
I jumped up and gave her my chair. " I'll check on the boys."
" The thing is, I miss my mother and..."
She burst into tears. She had been holding everything inside trying to be brave.
Claire hugged her and placed her on her lap.
" You are home now. My own little girl, Josephine was raised here...she is all grown up and going to be your new mother.
I am Abuela now. But Stella, I was not sure if you would like me or not. I feel scared too.
Maybe we can call your own mother. Do you have her phone number?"
She nodded and took a cell phone out of her pocket.
" Daddy gave it to me for emergencies." She said crying.
Claire took the phone and looked at the contacts.
" Ok here, let's call her now." she dialed the number.
" This is Angelina?" a sweet voice said in Spanish.
" Moma, I'm here in the United States, my new Abuela is so nice, she let me call you."
Stella got up and walked around in circles as she spoke to her mother.
" I'm in school now. When I graduate, I'm coming to get you baby girl. But now, daddy wants you safe. Are you safe there?"She asked her only child.
She nodded. " Mommy, can I love my Abuelo and Abuela?"
" Oh yes, if daddy sent you to them then that's what we both want very much baby."
Stella took a shuddering breath.
" Ok then, bye mommy." She hung up the phone and ran back to Claire.
" I'm hungry." She smiled and took my wife's hand.
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