Hey guys! Here I am with a quick two-shot story that i've been wanting to write for a long time.
Enjoy!
"He needs to go!" Olivia hissed as she slammed the dish washer's door closed. "He's been sleeping on our couch for two weeks now, two!" Momentarily she peered out into the livingroom to make sure their house guest's focus was still on the large screen television. "I swear Jason, I don't know how much longer I can tolerate this."
Jason sighed. It really was taking everything in his power to be patient with his wife, but sometimes she was just too much. "It's only for a little while, Liv."
"Exactly!" she whispered. "Not half of a damn month! When people say 'it's only for a little while,' they mean two damn days!"
"You're being unreasonable."
"How so?"
"The man's wife just left him for Christ's sake. You could be a little nicer about the situation." He scolded his wife. "He has no place to stay, Liv. The least I can do is let him stay on our couch for as long as he needs to. I owe that to him."
"Save me the whole 'I owe my old football captain' bullshit, Jason. That was almost ten years ago."
Jason groaned, this was obviously going nowhere. He knew at this moment that it was best if he just removed himself from the situation. "I have to go get ready for my flight."
"You son of a bitch, don't walk away from me." She quickly followed her husband out into the livingroom. "We are not finished!"
"Yes we are." he called over his shoulder as he took the stairs two at a time.
This was what their daily lives consisted of for the last two weeks. Arguing over the old friend that showed up on their doorstep randomly one night. The short story she had been given was that his wife had left him. Simple as that. The rest was certainly up for her fill in. Of all the possibilities that she could come up with, Joe's wife finally getting fed up with his cheating was the best she could come up with. Now she could admit that she didn't know him from a can of paint, but she knew that professional athlete type. A man that good looking being away from his wife months at a time really did spell trouble.
"Come on babies, you gotta get ready for school."
The twins turned from the television they were watching with their house guest and pouted. "We can't stay home with Joe? Please mommy." Mason asked her in his sweetest voice. "We'll be good, Mommy!" his sister, Kayla, added.
"You know school comes first, babies. Now up and at 'em." Olivia patted their bottoms as they passed her and quickly ran up the steps to their rooms. "So we'll be gone all day. I have to take them to school, Jason to the airport, and then I have to meet with a client of mine. We should be back by dinnertime." she gave her guest a small smile. "Text me what you want to eat or if you need anything, okay?"
"Yes ma'am." He replied, his voice deep and laced with humor. This was the most he usually spoke to her in the past few weeks that he'd been here. And well, it was enough her for her. The less she had to interact with him, the better.
After she and the kids were ready, and Jason had loaded the car up with his luggage, they were off.
When they had pulled up to the kid's school, they were out of the car faster than she could even turn around to give them kisses. They truly were growing up too fast and didn't need their mommy to see them off anymore. "Don't you want another baby?" she turned to her husband in the driving seat.
Jason laughed... and laughed. "Oh," he stopped. "You were serious?"
"Why wouldn't I be?" she questioned. "Our babies are all grown up. They don't want to spend time with me anymore. I thought that only happened when they were in their teenage years, not when they're only six, Jason."
"Two is enough, Olivia." Jason simply said as he focused on the road once again. The rest of the short ride to the airport was filled with silence.
"Do you want me to walk you in?" She asked hopefully as he pulled his suitcases from the trunk and set them on the curb.
"We're parked on the drop off only, Liv." He said like it was the most obvious thing in the world. "You're not going to get a ticket just to walk me inside, I'm a big boy."
Olivia just nodded, not wanting to speak and have her voice give away how disappointed she was. "Well, call me when you land, I guess."
Jason grunted and turned to walk away.
"I love you!" she called out, but he was already gone.
Olivia pulled into her driveway earlier than she expected. The meeting with her client had been canceled, and she had nothing better to do. She figured she'd go home, take a nap or clean the house for a few hours before she was due to pick up the kids from school.
Turning the key in the lock, she pushed the door open to complete silence. She found the livingroom completely empty as she stepped further inside of her home. The blanket and pillow he slept with we're folded neatly and placed on arm chair furthest from the entrance. Although she didn't really like having him there, he really was an amazing house guest. Other than the blanket and pillow, the room showed no other signs of being slept in. Hell, the was no signs that kids had used to room to play in every day. Their usual toys were gone.
"You're home early." his gruff voice came from behind her.
When she turned, she found him standing in the foyer wrapped in a towel. His amazingly long dark hair clumped together and dripping on the floor. "Do you always walk around naked when there's nobody here?"
"No, but i forgot to grab some clothes before I took a shower." Joe shrugged. "I'm sorry."
"D-Don't worry about it." Olivia had to fight herself to look away from his glistening body. The man was seriously in shape. It had been a long time since she'd seen a man standing before her wearing anything less that a towel, not even her husband. So for that reason, she allowed herself to take multiple peeks. She was a woman after all, a married woman, but still a living breathing woman.
She quickly cleared her throat, her dry throat. "I guess I should leave you to... it." Shit, was it hot in here or was it just her?
Lord help me.
