My Future With Mr White (7 page)

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We are more than great. We are perfect,” Mona said smiling.

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Good. Have you heard about Rita’s mother?” Natasha asked. Mona raised an eyebrow.

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What happened with Lydia?” she asked as she fed the baby another spoonful.

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She has Alzheimer’s. We could not find her for weeks and when she was tracked down, it was in Seattle,” Natasha said. Mona looked at her, surprised.

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Seattle? What was she doing there?” she asked.

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Rita’s biological father lives in Seattle. We think she was going to see him when it all happened,” Natasha said. Mona shook her head.

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Wow, I had no idea. I just happened to be around for work and Leo is around for the week...” Her words trailed off and Natasha knew exactly what she was feeling. She was probably giving herself the “I am a horrible person speech.” “I am a terrible friend,” Mona said.

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Don’t beat yourself up. The important thing is you are here now and Lydia is getting the help she needs,” Natasha said.

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Where is she?” Mona asked.

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Right now, Dave had her admitted at the hospital where he works but she will be moved to a care facility soon. Maybe in a few weeks,” Natasha said.

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I’m around for a few days. I should go check up on Rita. How is she doing?” Mona asked as she put the bowl on the table and wiped Alexis’ mouth.

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How do you think? Her own mother does not know who she is,” Natasha said biting into another bacon strip. Mona shook her head as she finished cleaning the baby up.

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I can only imagine. Maybe you can come with me later. You are not going anywhere are you?” she asked.

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No, not today,” Natasha said.

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Cool, then we could pass by the gallery and see how she is doing,” Mona said. She then looked at Natasha. “Did she ever make up with Dave or are they still having issues?” she asked.

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Oh they made up all right. And Dave is planning to propose soon,” Natasha said. Mona’s eyes grew wide.

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Really?” she asked.

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Oh yeah. He would have done it already but by the time they made up the whole Lydia situation was a full blown saga. It was just not the right time,” Natasha said.

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So, about you,” Mona said. Natasha smiled. There was no escaping Mona’s drilling questions.

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What about me?” Natasha asked.

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Are you going to tell me what’s going on with you or are you going to make me work for it?” Mona asked. Natasha closed her eyes and took a long deep breath.

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Mitchell and I had a fight last night,” Natasha said.

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What kind of fight? A no sex fight or I can’t deal with you right now fight?” Mona asked.

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A sleeping in the guest room fight,” Natasha said. Mona gasped.

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You cried yourself to sleep,” she said. Natasha scoffed.

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No I did not,” she said.

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Yes you did. The whole time I’ve know you, any time you would have a fight with your boyfriend you would cry yourself to sleep. That’s why you took a personal day, isn’t it?” Mona said. She looked at Natasha who was taking a sip of her juice. “What happened?” she asked.

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I got Alexis on a waiting list to Lockhart Academic Complex and Mitchell doesn’t approve,” Natasha said.

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I hate to say this, but I don’t either. Why would you do that? Alexis is seven months old,” Mona said.

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I just want to make sure Alexis gets the best,” Natasha said.

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But she already has the best. You and Mitchell,” Mona said, concerned. “What are Mitchell’s reasons for being angry?” she asked.

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He says I am turning into his mother,” Natasha said. Mona shook her head.

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Alexis is not a personal project, Tasha. He has a say too, and if he sees his mother in some of your deeds than it’s time you took a step back and listen to him,” Mona said.

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But I...” Mona shook her head.

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I know you want to say that you have listened to him but the truth is that you have been hearing him, not listening to him,” Mona said. Natasha sighed. Mona was right. “Talk to him and this time, listen to his side,” she added.

Natasha nodded. She would give Mitchell a chance to explain himself and tell his side of the story.

After the talk with Mona, Natasha felt guilty. Maybe Mona was right. She needed to hear Mitchell out. As she waited for him to come back home that evening, she could feel her heart beating fast and hard, almost threatening to beat out of her chest. She could still hear Rita and Mona’s words ringing in her ears and they were right. Mitchell and Natasha were good together and part of this reason was the fact that they did the one thing most couples didn’t do...talk. And Natasha felt bad that she had forgotten this important step. How to talk things out. For some reason she had decided to take all matters concerning Alexis into her own hands, completely disregarding his feelings. It was almost like what her mother had done to her when she left her and her father alone. She had to sort this out and she had to sort it out soon.

It had been three hours since Mona left and she had just tucked Alexis in. Putting her down was getting harder by the minute. The older the baby grew, the more she wanted to stay awake longer. Natasha found herself missing the few hours a day Alexis would sleep. Sure, she would wake up every four hours, but at least she was down every four hours
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It was almost as if Alexis felt the need to stay up more the older she got. At this rate, Natasha hated to think what her sleep patterns would be like when she turned four.

She looked at the clock and took a long deep breath. It was already eleven. Maybe she had scared Mitchell away. Maybe he was going to spend another night away from their bed, this time at a hotel or something. She sat down and sighed as she began taking her bra off. She pulled the bra down over her arms and then walked into the dining room. She grabbed a piece of paper and sat down. If Mitch was not going to listen to her, he would at least read a note. She took a minute to gather her thoughts. She had no idea what to write or even how to begin. She sighed again as she started to write.

Hey Mitchell,

I really don’t know how to begin because all I can think about right now is that I hate fighting with you. You are the best thing that ever happened to me and I do not believe that being the person I am, wanting the best for our child can make us fight this much. All I want is for Alexis to have everything I never did. I hope that is not too much to ask because I have you now but I did not always have you. I want her to be secure and this is the best way I know how....

Natasha suddenly looked up when she heard the door open. She felt her heart skip a beat when she saw Mitchell standing at the doorway. A huge relief swept over her as she looked at him.

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I’m sorry. I got held up. Some new clients and all,” he said as he walked into the living room.

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I was just writing you a note,” she said as she tore the paper from the notepad and crumpled it in a ball. “We need to talk,” she said in a small voice.

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Yeah, we do,” he said as he loosened his tie. She stood up and walked over to the couch and then sat down. He caught a glimpse of her bra on the arm rest and smiled. “What’s with the bra?” he asked. She smiled and shrugged.

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It was getting too tight. I felt like I had a noose around my rib cage,” she said smiling as he sat down. There was a long uncomfortable silence before they both spoke at the same time. Mitchell smiled at her.

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You first,” he said. She smiled and nodded.

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I’m sorry,” she started. “I didn’t mean to hurt you or anything. I just wanted to make sure Alexis got the best education,” she said.

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I understand that. But do you understand me?” he asked. Natasha shook her head. This was what Mona was talking about. Getting his side of the story. “I love my mother, Tasha. I really do but it is not the same love I see between you and Eric. The love I have for my mother is, well, obligatory. She forced stuff on me, music, art, science. I was better in business studies and commerce but she had to force what she wanted and when you begin things like getting her in Lockhart Academic Complex when she is barely a year old, I can’t help but think that history is repeating itself,” he said looking into his eyes.

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Is that the only reason?” she asked. Mitchell nodded.

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I cannot bear to think that my daughter will spend the rest of her life enduring my company rather than enjoying it,” he said in a quiet voice, almost a whisper. She looked into his eyes and for the first time, she could see the honesty and the pain in his eyes. It was something he had kept hidden for so long.

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Why didn’t you ever tell me about the whole thing with your mom?” she asked. “We are a team. We are in whatever it is, together,” she added.

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I was trying to protect you. The whole when you marry a man, it’s your family you are really marrying...well, that does not really work with me,” he said smiling. “I wanted to make sure our marriage had a chance before my mother got to you like she got to my first wife,” he added. Natasha raised an eyebrow.

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Got to her? How?” she asked.

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She wanted a woman who was exactly the same as she was to be my wife and unfortunately, that is exactly who I married. But I will not let you turn into her,” he said.

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Again Mitchell, why would you keep all this from me? I am your wife. We need to talk about stuff,” she said.

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I know but this is not the time for that talk. It is time for this talk. Alexis is our daughter. Not yours or mine, ours. We need to make all decisions about her life together because when you go ahead and do stuff without talking to me, I feel like you do not trust me enough to share the facts,” he said.

Mona was right. All she needed was to hear Mitchell’s side of the story. She smiled and put her hand in his.

“I’m sorry, babe,” she said looking into his eyes. He draped an arm around her shoulders and pulled her close to hug her.

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I’m sorry too,” he said in a low voice before pulling away. He looked into her eyes and sighed. “There’s something else. What did you mean when you said this is not the kind of marriage you want?” he asked.

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I don’t want to fight. I hate living a life of fighting, that’s all,” she said looking into his eyes. He exhaled in relief and she shook her head. “Why do you look like you were expecting something else?” she asked.

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I thought ....” His words trailed off as he brought his head down and kissed her.

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What did you think Mitchell?” she asked. He took another long deep breath again.

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I thought you were going to ask for a divorce.  I thought you were going to leave me,” he said. She looked into his eyes and she could have sworn she had never seen anyone look so vulnerable. She held his face in her hands and kissed him passionately.

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I would never do that. I love you,” she said. He smiled and kissed her again. She stood up and took his hand before leading him to the bedroom. As soon as they got to the bedroom, Mitchell kissed her passionately under her chin and then up the sides of her neck, moving shoulder to shoulder as he brushed his lips gently across her chest. She gasped when she felt his lips on each of her breasts. He pushed his face into her breasts, loving the feeling of the weight of her beautiful breasts on his face. Natasha interlaced her fingers behind his head and let out a moan as he kissed her breasts, letting his tongue circle her hardening nipples.

He pulled away from her and looked into her eyes. He smiled as he slowly pulled her top up, untucking it in the process. She looked back at him as he slipped the blouse off her shoulders before letting it fall to the floor. She lifted her arms and put her hands behind her head, flaunting her breasts. Mitchell felt his cock twitch when she did this. She was still the same hot, provocative woman he had fallen in love with. This he knew well and he could see it too. He longed to hold her breasts in his hands, to squeeze and caress, to feel her nipples pressing hard against his palms. He smiled as he once again buried his head in her cleavage, slowly inhaling the rich scent of her perfume as he trailed small soft kisses in her most sensitive areas. By this time, Natasha was slowly arching her back, pressing her crotch against his own. Mitchell let her know how good this was for him by letting out muffled moans and gasps every time he tried coming up for air.

Natasha slowly spread her legs, letting him settle in between them. She looked at him as he slowly trailed kisses down her tummy until he finally got to her waist. He quickly undid the button and zipper on her jeans before he went on to pull her pants off. He looked at her for a long minute, almost as if he was seeing her for the first time before he went on to pull her panties off. She sighed as he placed his hands on either knee and slowly spread them, giving him a perfect view of her pussy that was at that moment almost completely drenched.

Mitchell smiled. He was just getting started and she knew it too. He slowly brought his hand to her center and began to gently caress her slit with the tips of his fingers, all the while being careful to avoid her clit. He was not ready for that yet. There was plenty of time to deliver his torment. He was teasing her and he loved the way she gasped and writhed as he played his fingers close to her pussy. Soon, he had her purring as he went on making her wet. He could tell that she was practically begging for more of his attention. She tried rocking her pelvis to lure his fingers into her pussy but Mitchell was quick enough to pull his hand away. He then brought his head down and kissed her thighs softly. She hated how he would get dangerously close to her pussy and then pull away, making her moan loudly.

“I want you,” he heard her whisper urgently. He brought his head up and smiled at her.

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Not yet,” he said before going back down to kiss her thighs. She moaned and clutched the bedding tightly when he ran his tongue along her skin. All this was too much for her. He brought his head up and kissed her chin before claiming her lips once more. The way she kissed him, with great urgency, with great passion...she was definitely at the point of no return. She reached down and undid his pants and then used her legs to push them off. She probably thought that if she did not take matters in her own hands, her torture would last much longer. The way she roughly pushed his pants off ensured that not only did she get his pants off but his boxers too. She flipped him over, getting him under her, and then held the two ends of his shirt before pulling them apart sending his shirt buttons flying all over the room. At this point Mitchell thought,
“I am going to need an entire wardrobe.”
He looked up at her as she pulled his pants off his legs. She wanted to get his cock inside her so much but she needed to make him feel the same torture he had taken her through.

She kissed his chest and then slowly worked her way down his torso until she got to his waist. She teased him by slowly running her fingers across his stomach and then deliberately brushed the head of his cock. She smiled when she felt his cock twitch again in response to her touch. She looked at him and smiled again as she ran her fingers on the head of his cock again before moving lower down his legs to give her a complete view of his throbbing cock. She used her knees to force his legs apart and then brought her head down to kiss his thigh the same way he had done to her. By this time, Mitchell was moaning his pleasure, dying to have his cock inside her – anywhere inside her really, in her mouth or in her pussy. He just needed to be inside her but she would not let him. It was her turn to make him beg for her attention. He moaned as he felt her running her tongue on his thigh, dangerously near his cock, only to pull away. The height of his troubles came when she slowly ran her tongue on his sac and then sucked his balls. This time, a mere moan would not cut it. He groaned and reached for her head, missing her by inches.

She looked at him and smiled. Maybe it was time to make him moan even louder. She slowly took his cock in her hand and began running her tongue along its length, making him moan again. She ran her tongue on one side of his cock and then on the other side before she let her tongue circle the bulbous head of his cock. She could feel him getting harder in her mouth and she decided to just go all the way and took him inside her mouth. She took him as deep as she could, making her almost gag as she felt his cock pressing at the back of her neck. She bobbed her head on his crotch for a while as she held his balls in her hands, slowly massaging him. By the way she was going, she knew that she was not giving him much of a choice. He would blow any time now unless she slowed down. She pulled his cock out of her mouth and looked at the monster she had helped create before she lay down next to him.

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My turn,” she said in a whisper. She knew that Mitchell at that moment was only thinking of getting inside her, but he had to yield too. She had already done it and it was only fair if he would do it too. Mitchell found all the strength he had in him and got in between her legs. She spread her legs and looked up at him as he looked at her pussy. By this time, she was wetter than ever. This time around, he did not have to hold back. Without any warning, he pushed his index finger inside her, making her let out a sharp moan.

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Shhh, you are going to wake up the baby,” Mitchell said as he fingered her. She turned her head and bit into the pillow as Mitchell pulled his finger out of her, only to push two long fingers deep inside her. She muffled her moans and screams for as long as she could before she finally felt an orgasm building up inside her.