Must Wait (21 page)

Katie and I sit in the airport waiting for our flights
after we just made love again in the men’s room
bathroom. Katie is unrelenting and she just can’t get
enough of me. She makes me feel so loved and cherished.

She glances over to me. “We have to work on getting
Ramón a passport immediately. I really wanted you both
to come to my house for the Fourth of July. I think he
would have liked it, but I know we will never get it in
time.”

I smile over at her. “No, I can’t come. I have my farm
to tend to. Even if we could, I do not want to expose
Ramón to us.”

She shifts in her seat, glaring over at me. “He is going
to have to learn about us really soon. Especially if you
both are going to be living with me.”

“That is not what I meant, Katie. I mean the sex. He
will get scared hearing us.”
“Pedro, we are going to have to expose him to us
soon. We will be living together. We are married. You are
the only man I know who ships his kid off to his brothers
so he can make out with a woman. I do not see your
brothers shipping their kids off.”
“I do not think my brothers and their wives are as wild
as you, baby.”
She laughs. “Please, I have met Lasaro.”
“You are right. We are married now. I have to wean
him into you. I just wish your mother was helping with
that, but we can do it. Since we will be waiting for a
passport for Ramón, can you come to us instead, Katie?”
She looks at her phone. “Yes, for a few days.”
I hear my flight is boarding. I lean over to kiss her. We
savor each other’s kiss, knowing we will be together again
in almost two weeks. I break away from her to get on my
plane home. My heart feels heavy, but at least I know that
she is mine. She is my wife.

After a rough landing, I wait for Paolo on the
sidewalk. He is late to pick me up. I am dying to talk to
him. I am confused about my past yet so excited about
my future. My truck pulls up and I see Lasaro instead of
Paolo. I fell a little let down since I was eager to talk to
him.

Lasaro glances to me. “Trying to make Kimma happy,
but we know that she will never be happy.”
I sigh. “I really need to speak with him. I am really
confused about some feelings of my past and future with
Katie.”
“I am your brother too, you can talk to me.”
I laugh. “No, I will wait until we are all together so I
do not have to explain twice. What is wrong with
Kimma?”
He laughs. “Living in Costa Rica for one and you. She
hates it that you leave Ramón behind while you chase
after Olivia’s daughter.”
“I agree. This has to change for all of us.”
We pull up to Paolo’s house. I gather my son and head
home. Paolo and Lasaro follow me back to my house.
Ramón goes off to bed and I start pouring drinks for my
brothers. I look over at Paolo who seems worried about
why I want to talk tonight.
I start off by telling them about Las Vegas. I tell them
that I married Katie and that her parents have yet to
know.
Laraso looks over at me. “So, we must keep this a
secret until she tells her parents?”
I nod. “Yes, and then Ramón and I will go live with
her in the States.”
Paolo sits up. “That is not going to work out for you.
You are going to want to be here. Believe me, I left too
wanting
more. I married Kimma in Germany and I
completely lover her. I brought Kimma back here and she
is completely unhappy living our lives.”
Lasaro smiles over at me. “It will work out. That
family is different and you do not have to worry about
making a living for your family like Paolo and I.” He
pauses and stares at me. “So, how was it after all these
years?”
I shake my head in confusion. “That was something
else I want to talk about. It was horrible, she was so
scared being a virgin and all. She fought me. She
screamed and bled. It got better with each time after that,
amazingly better.” I shake my head. “It was not like that
with Cyntia at all.”
Paolo moves closer, rubbing my shoulder. “Every
woman is different, you know.”
“No, not according to Nick. He said all virgin are the
same.”
Lasaro puts his hand up. “Paolo, he has Katie now. I
think we can be honest now.”
Paolo shrugs his shoulder. “I guess so.”
Lasaro looks right into my eyes. “I am going on a
rumor and what Galiana said, she would never lie to me.
She told me about Cyntia’s promiscuous behavior before
she married you. When she left with her family to the
other village, she met another older man who sweettalked her into giving it up. She loved him. After he had
her, he wanted nothing to do with her. Her family pushed
her away and that is when she came back looking for you.
So, no, you were not her first.”
I nod, taking in the truth calmly. “So, Cynthia lied to
me.”
Paolo steps forward. “She may have lied about her
virginity, but Ramón is real. She loved you after she
became pregnant.”
Lasaro nods. “Yes, she did love you, but her heart was
with another older man from her family’s village. You
were not her desire. You were just a boy. She was going
through the motions with you.”
Paolo cuts off Lasaro, “So, Olivia and Ryan are in the
dark about your marriage to their daughter?”
“Yes, Katie will tell them in time. She will be coming
down in two weeks. We have to start acclimating Ramón
to the fact that I am remarried.”
Paolo nods. “I will do whatever to help, but I know
you will not be happy living in her lifestyle. Ramón may
not be able to adapt to American schools. What about
you? What will you do for work?”
“Katie wants me to be home for Ramón, taking care
of his needs with sports and friends.”
Paolo laughs. “So, you will be an at home dad. I guess
that works when the new babies come.”
I raise my eyebrows. “Katie does not want children as
she told me before. So this works for me with my curse
and all. We will raise Ramón together and that will be our
family.”
Paolo laughs. “I guess you found the perfect woman.
Olivia was complaining to me last fall that Ryan was
trying to talk her into having a baby through medical
channels. She refused.”
I look over. “I guess she is on birth control too.”
He shakes his head. “Olivia got a tubal ligation and
Ryan had a vasectomy after their son was a few years old.
Ryan was pushing her into an in vitro fertilization for
another child. She refused knowing that they are too old
to go through raising another child, plus she felt like Ryan
was trying to make up for his mistakes.”
I tilt my head. “Yes, they do not need to have another
child. They messed up with Katie exposing her to their
bizarre sexual behaviors.”
Lasaro laughs. “No, Pedro. They are very normal with
their desire for each other. I have no doubt in my mind
that they completely love each other. You will understand
soon.”
“I think I am already understanding.”

Two week later, Katie arrives back in Costa Rica. Katie
is staying with Rosalie and Henry. They are aware of our
union and are very accepting. I am shocked one evening
coming home from working out in the coffee fields to see
Katie in my kitchen cooking dinner. She is so beautiful. I
have missed her completely. She is so elegantly petite in
her flowery sundress with her blonde hair pulled up in a
ponytail. I pull my eyes away from her, as I glance around
looking for my son. Ramón may be still playing outside. I
turn to see, Ramón watching videos that Katie brought
him on her laptop. He has headphones on and glances up
smiling at me. I smile back to him as I stare back to Katie.

She walks next to me touching my arm. “Ramón
seems content.”
I avoid contact with her because of my son’s presence.
She notices my avoidance and I can see that she is getting
upset with me.
I speak over to her quietly, “After dinner I will take
him to Paolo’s house for the night.”
Her face turns red. “No, he stays here tonight. We
deals with this tonight. He needs to know that we are
married. He needs to know that you share your bed with
me. Tomorrow, when he wakes. I will be the one who
will make breakfast for him while I tell him that his daddy
needs to sleep-in. I will take him to the beach and watch
him while he plays with his friends then go off to lunch
with Rosalie. You need to start trusting me with your son.
Sorry, our son.”
I am nervous at Katie’s forwardness on how to deal
with my son. I need to remove him and take him to my
brother’s house. He shouldn’t be here in this house
during our first night as a married couple. I know that
Katie will not be able to contain herself. I am already
aroused just by looking at her plating the dinner that she
has cooked for us. Yet she is trying. She wants to make
this work for us and my son. She really loves me. I am so
proud of her wanting to be a mother to my child since
she never wants any children of her own. She is so
accepting of me and Ramón, wanting to be a nurturing
mother. I am afraid, but I will follow her lead for the
night.
Dinner is awkward for me. Katie is growing more and
more impatient with me. She glares over at me waiting for
me to talk to Ramón. I could see that Ramón is confused
by Katie’s presence in our house. He has only seen her a
few times. I should have already told him when I got back
from Las Vegas, but I did not know what to say to him. I
get up and clear the plates away, bringing them to the
sink. Ramón runs over to me and starts washing the dirty
dishes. I lean on the counter trying to find the right words
for Ramón. I am distracted when I hear rumbling outside.
I walk to the window and look out to see a storm off in
the distance.
“Ramón, please hurry with those dishes and get ready
for a storm.”
I leave going outside to close up the outbuildings and
to put away the equipment. Katie runs out of the house,
chasing behind me.
“I do not understand you, Pedro. Why are you having
an issue telling your son that you married me?” I ignore
her while I gather the drying screen as her voice rises.
“Pedro, answer me.”
“Katie, I really can’t get into this with you right now.
There is a storm approaching,” I say calmly.
“You know, Pedro, that you had two weeks to tell
him. Why didn’t you tell him?”
“Not now, Katie.”
“Fuck you, Pedro. You are a coward.”
“Katie, do not swear at me.”
It starts to rain and she is still yelling at me. She
follows me into the grain shed, telling me off as I tune
her out while putting the drying screens away. Her harsh
words are eating away at my patience as I stew up anger
towards her.
I spin around glaring at her. “Katie, go in the house.”
She is all red with anger and soaking wet from the rain.
She balks as she turns to leave. “Yes, I will go in the
house. I will tell Ramón myself about us.”
I grab her arm harshly. “No, Katie.”
She gets angrier trying to pull away from me. I am
losing my temper as she continues to rant. I snap, yelling
back at her and she seems unfazed as she continues to
taunt me pointing in my face.
I smack her hand down pushing her into the bags of
grain. I hold her there, yelling at her, “Katie, you are not
his mother. You will never be his mother. I do not want
him to know that I stopped loving his mother. You do
not get the right to tell him anything, Katie. He is mine,
not yours.”
She is very silent, looking up at me in shock by my
candor. I can see the hurt in her eyes. I reach out taking
her hands.
“I am sorry Katie. That did not come out right. That
was my anger speaking. What I meant to say is that you
have been here for an hour. Please do not come here and
take control of my family. I am all he knows. It is going to
take time for this adjustment.”
Katie sighs, nodding. “I am sorry too. Ramón is not to
know that you stopped loving his mother. He needs to
know that you will always love her and that you can love
me too. Just because I am here doesn’t mean you have to
stop talking about her. When your father was with
Rosalie, did he stop talking about your mother?”
I feel a sense of regret for snapping at her. “No. He
talked about her until the day he died.”
I step closer to Katie’s wet body, reaching to touch her
face looking for forgiveness. Her eyes mesmerize me,
captivating me as always. I know it has only been two
weeks, but I missed my wife so much only having that
one night with her after we married. I want her to forgive
me for being forceful with her. I need to touch her. I
trace my thumb across her chin as I tilt her head up and
kiss her lips
tenderly. She places her hand on my
shoulders and slowly slides them down my chest. I feel
her hands immediately tugging at the top of my shorts. I
break the kiss, looking down to watch her unbutton them
then pull my zipper down. I pull my head back and look
down at her gorgeous features. She stares back at me with
a seductive wicked grin on her face as she removes my
cock from my shorts and stokes me with her one petite
hand. Her other hand removes her panties. I grab her by
the waist lifting her up onto the stacked bags of grain.
Now we are eye to eye so I can gaze into her crystal blue
eyes. She raises up her sundress spreading her legs apart
as she slides her hands up to her breasts. She rubs them
aggressively and I am instantly burning with desire just
watching her. My mouth goes dry as I take in every part
of her that is exposed to me. There is another crack of
lightning which illuminates her face. I rush in to her,
kissing her profusely. She digs her fingernails into my
backside wanting me to enter her. I move myself into her
wetness as she screams out. We start moving together as
she begins to moan. My fingers are entwined in her hair
as I insistently kneed her breast with my other hand. She
hisses out since I am being too rough with her. I remove
my hand as she rapidly snatches it back placing my hand
back to her breast. She moves her hips meeting me thrust
for thrust. She satisfies my ache from being apart from
her. She touches her breast as her other hand grips my
bicep. She gets wilder screaming out my name as her
body goes limp pulsating around me. She shudders as she
still moans. I roll my hips a few more times, grunting as I
am releasing myself into her as she continues to moan in
ecstasy. Another crack of lightning warns me that the
storm is nearing. I exit her rapidly and put myself away
and pull down her dress. She lies back on the grain bag all
breathless staring up at me with glossy eyes.
I guardedly shake my head at her. “This is why I can’t
have you in the house yet. You are too loud when I make
love to you.”
She unreservedly laughs. “I promise to keep quiet later
tonight.”
“The storm is getting stronger. Stay here. Give me ten
minutes before you come back to the house. I am going
to cut the power to the house and tell Ramón that you are
my wife.”
She looks at me confused while she is still panting, but
she just blissfully nods.