“You are so welcome mom. I loved doing it.” He hugged me really tight.
“Eric should be here any time. He said that he had something he needed to tell me today, so he won’t be late like he normally is. I am so excited!!”
I looked at all I had done for this night to be so perfect. I was going to meet him at the door in the dress, I was going to lead him to the table where the dinner, complete with his favorite meal and dessert, was all ready to be eaten. I had the cruise tickets on his plate for the first surprise.
Roy was dressed in a nice suit and was prepared to be our waiter, though he was going to eat with us. I could never eat a fine meal while my son watched, without him enjoying it too.
Roy had to keep calming me down as my excitement started to get the better of me more than once.
Finally, the front door opened and in walked the second most handsome man I had ever seen. I smiled at him as humbly as I could, and was about to say something, but he spoke first.
“Anna… I need to make this as quick as I can.”
His tone was something I had rarely heard from him; it bordered on anger. I could see determination in his body language.
“Eric”, I called to him, but he ignored me and continued to look through me. Finally the door opened again and in walked a woman who I recognized as his secretary. She took his arm and pressed herself to him.
Oh no… shit… No… not this… not now…
I watched Roy, our son, jump to my defense. He kicked the whore secretary out of the house and got right in his dad’s face for bringing her. Then, and I couldn’t believe he was able to do it but, he shoved Eric out of the house too.
After all the ruckus, Roy came to me, picked me up and carried me to my bedroom. He put me on my bed and then he laid with me, holding me and letting me cry onto his shoulder for hours.
I woke with him still holding me. He had a death grip on me that made me feel like I was in heaven. “Eric may want someone else, but my son wants me”, I thought to myself. I couldn’t describe how much better that made me feel.
I managed to get out of bed, and I was going to clean the table of the huge mistake I had made last night. I started to shed tears again as I saw that the meal I had prepared for my soon to be ex-husband had already been cleaned up. There was no sign of it in the refrigerator either and the trash had been taken out.
Chapter two: Honeymoon cruise alternative
My son had cleaned up my mistake with one exception. The tickets for the cruise were still on the table. I stared at them for a long time before I heard my son’s voice softly saying, “We will go together, you and me. We don’t need him.”
I almost laughed at the thought. I am glad I held back, for when I turned to my son, his look convinced me that he was right.
He pulled out a chair for me to sit and kissed my cheek, softly but quickly, and told me he would have breakfast ready in a jiff. “After that I will fill you in with my plan…”
I looked at him and thought for a moment. I could go on the cruise with my son. Fuck Eric and anyone else that might want to say something. I was going to have the best time of my life and I wouldn’t let that son of a bitch ruin it for me. I had wanted to go on a cruise all my life, and by god I would. Even if it was with my son.
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