"Hello Lara," Baron spoke as he ran into her.
He had thought for a few seconds to turn around and walk away but decided against it. She might be his former mother-in-law and he might have broken the heart of her only daughter, but he still liked her and he was still man enough to be around her.
"Baron? What are you doing back here?" She asked.
"Minor injury. They gave me two months off so I decided to spend them back home," he answered.
"Well, injury aside, it's very good to see you," she said.
There was nothing but truth and careness in her eyes. How could she look at him like that after what he had done? He took a deep breath.
"How is she?" He asked.
"She's good," she answered.
"How's school and all? She's bound to be done soon, right?" He asked.
"You haven't talked to her at all, have you?" She said and sighed. "It's not my place to tell you all these things. You should talk to her yourself."
"I will. Tell her I'm back, okay?" He said.
"I'll do that. Where are you heading?" She asked.
"Just down to the supermarket," he answered. "It was very good to see you, Lara."
And off he went.
"Oh boy," she muttered as she took out her phone to make a call.
"It's your mom. She says it's urgent," her boss spoke and handed her the phone.
"Mom, what's wrong?" She asked.
"He's back, Violet. Baron's back and he's heading towards you right now. He should be there any second," Lara said.
Violet looked out the windows.
"I see him. He's crossing the parking lot. Thanks for the heads up," she said and hung up the phone.
She had about 30 seconds to decide whether or not to stay or run in the back to hide. She decided to stay. It would be awkward but he deserved to feel awkward and hopefully bad too once he saw her.
His eyes widened as he entered and saw her.
"Violet?" He asked as he walked over to her. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm working," she answered.
"But what about your school?" He asked.
"I dropped out," she answered.
"You what? Why would you do that? You only had a year left," he said.
"I never wanted to be a nurse to begin with. I told you I was thinking about dropping out before you left but you wouldn't listen," she said.
"So you chose to work here instead?" He asked.
"Are you judging my life decisions? Because you gave up that right when you left me," she answered, giving him a cold stare.
"I'm sorry. I didn't come here to fight. I would like to talk to you though. I'm staying in my old apartment. Can you come by tonight after work?" He asked.
"You got a jackie boy waiting for me?" She asked.
"I do in two seconds when you sell me one," he answered with a smile.
She grabbed a bottle of Jack D from the shelter behind her and put it on the counter.
"I'll be there around 9," she said.
She stood outside his apartment door, taking a deep breath. She didn't know if she should knock or not. Back in the days she would just walk in like she lived there, and she more or less did since she spent most of her time there. She swallowed and finally chose to just walk in like she owned the place.
"I'm here," she called out as she took off her shoes.
"I'm in the livingroom," he called back.
He handed her a glass of Jack D as soon as she entered the livingroom. They dumped down on the couch, for a moment just looking at each other in silence. He cleared his throat.
"You look good," he said.
She didn't answer. She just looked at him while drinking her whiskey.
"I've missed you," he said.
She cracked a small, taunting laugh.
"You've got a funny way of showing that. I haven't heard a word from you for six months," she said.
"I know, I'm sorry. I just didn't know how mad you would be. I was scared to reach out to you," he said.
"Mad? Oh no, I wasn't mad. You left me to go chase your dream of becoming a professional wrestler. A dream that I always supported you in. Once you got the chance, you didn't even care about me anymore. Mad? I'm fucking pissed off!" She raised her voice.
"That's not true. I cared about you. I still do," he said.
"What a funny way to show it. I was ready to go with you to Florida and start a life with you there but you didn't want me to come along. I thought your dream was our dream but clearly I was wrong," she said.
"I wanted you to finish school and get a chance of a good life," he said.
"Because working in a supermarket isn't a good life?" She asked and raised an eyebrow.
"I didn't say that," he said.
"You didn't have to," she said and emptied her glass.
He reached over to grab her hand but she yanked it away.
"Oh no, you don't. You don't get to be all sweet after what you did," she said.
She poured another whiskey and quickly downed it.
"I told you before you left that I was thinking about dropping out of school. I told you I didn't wanna be a nurse. I told you I only started there to please my father. I told you all these things and still you didn't even ask me if I wanted to go with you. You were all up in your own ass for the opportunity and you left me," she said.
"I thought I did the right thing," he said.
"You didn't!" She shouted.
"I know that now!" He shouted back.
He reached for her hand again. This time she allowed him to take it.
"I know I made a mistake and I'm paying for it now that I don't have you in my life anymore," he said.
"So you just thought you'd come back to town and that I'd still be waiting for you?" She asked.
"Well, are you with anyone right now?" He asked.
"Not right now but there's been a couple of guys since you," she said.
She saw the hurt in his eyes and she twisted a little smile.
"Aaaw, you actually thought I would stick around and wait for you?" She asked mockingly.
"I didn't think so but I hoped so. I knew someone would try to get with you once you were single again. I mean, look at you. You're fucking gorgeous. Every guy on this planet would wanna be with you," he said.
She laughed. Still such a smooth talker. He knew just how to butter her up. He always had. She let go off his hand to fill both of their glasses again.
"I don't wanna fight with you," she said and sighed.
"Me neither," he said.
"So can we just sit here and try to be nice while we empty the entire bottle?" She asked.
He moved in closer, put his arm around her shoulders and dragged her towards him. She leaned her head on his shoulder. This warm, familiar feeling came over her. His strong arm around her, like he was trying to protect her from every bad thing out there.
"We can sit here all night if that's what you want," he said before putting the glass to his lips.
He gave her shoulder a gentle squeeze. She looked up at him and met his eyes. Those dark brown eyes that both could look scary and inviting at the same time. She could still swim away in those eyes, let him swallow her whole and make her forget about the entire world. She bit her lip. In that moment she hated herself for still wanting him so bad.
He must have caught on to her way of thinking. Without any word or warning he leaned down to kiss her. A soft kiss to test how she would react. When she allowed it, he pressed his lips harder into hers, forcing them open and let his tongue wander in. She gave up fighting her thoughts and ran her free hand through his hair.
He broke the kiss and looked at her again. He took the glass from her hand and put both of their glasses on the table. He wrapped his arms around her and stood up, yanking her up from the couch in the process. He kissed her again and guided her backwards into the bedroom.
The familiar feeling of the bed as soon as her back landed on it. How she'd missed it. His hands sliding on her stomach, pulling the top over her head. How she'd missed him. She closed her eyes as he kissed her stomach. His hands went behind her back and opened the bra. He removed it and moved his head up to let his tongue run over one of her nipples. A small moan escaped her mouth. She could feel him smile as he kissed her down her stomach again. His hands went for her jeans, unbuttoning them, pulling them off. He kissed her inner thigh, then sank his teeth into it, remembering how she loved the feeling of him biting her right there. She moaned again. He let one hand run over the fabric of her thong, feeling how wet she was through it, before he grabbed it and pulled it down, leaving her completely naked on the bed in front of him. How he'd missed her too.
She tilted her head back as soon as his tongue ran over her clit. She couldn't hold her sounds back and shortly after she was moaning out loud. He had missed hearing those sweet noises she could make. He moved his hand up to put two fingers inside her, only to hear her moan even louder as he started moving them in and out of her while still using his tongue. He worked faster on her, knowing she was getting close. She arched her back and screamed out her orgasm to his delight. His eyes trailed towards her hands, seeing how she had grabbed the sheets and held on tight to them. He smiled. He knew he had done it just right when she was lying like that.
He placed a gentle kiss on her clit before pulling his fingers out of her and getting out of bed. He was fast to undress. She smiled as he was back between her legs, slowly lowering his body onto hers, kissing her passionately. She reached her hand between them and guided his dick to her entrance. He pushed inside just to hear her start up on those sweet sounds again. He pushed himself up on his elbows so he could watch her as he started to thrust in and out of her. He's always loved watching her as she laid there with closed eyes and just enjoyed whatever he did to her. She ran her nails down his back and he thrusted in faster. Her nails came down again, harder this time, more demanding. He knew how this would end, how his back would look in the morning, and he couldn't wait to see it again. He pushed in harder. Her noises grew louder as her nails kept clawing at his back. He had her where he wanted her. He kept thrusting in and out of her, sending her over the edge again, before following right behind her.
He rolled down next to her, trying to catch his breath. He turned his head and looked at her. She smiled at him before rolling over on her side with her back against him. He rolled over too, put his arm around her waist and dragged her close. He laid like that for a while, just looking out in the darkness. He wasn't sure if she had fallen asleep or not. He placed a gentle kiss on her neck.
"I was an idiot for leaving you," he whispered.