I can't wait until you come home

I miss you so much

Don't have too much fun in Houston, baby

I don't want to have to kill a bitch ;)

Love always,

Your wife

Houston, TX

I smirked and shook my head after reading the text message from my wife of eleven years. Lena's been my backbone since I was twenty-two years old, and we have had our fair share of ups and downs together. Although I love Lena to my core, in the past I hurt her more than once with my cheating ways. I was young when we first met, just coming out, and it had taken awhile to learn how to be a good woman to her, but from the first day I saw her, I knew I would make her my wife. I also quickly realized that Lena wasn't making idle threats either. Women learned to never cross my wife. EVER. Lena has fucked a couple bitches up over me. The last time she caught me stepping out on her, she beat the hell out of the woman we thought would have to be put in the hospital. That was just two years, and needless to say, no other woman in San Diego has tried to come at me since. They knew what was up, I was taken, and from that point on, I've been ever so faithful to my Queen.

"She's always thinking I'm screwing around." I mumble to myself as I pull out the small velvet box that contains the fourteen-karat white gold diamond necklace that I plan on surprising her with for our upcoming anniversary. It cost me a pretty penny of six grand too. Yes, I fuckin went to Jared. Lena doesn't know how much I've grown since being with her. No other woman can hold me down the way she does. She made an honest woman out of me.

"So, you really just bought your wife a six thousand dollar diamond necklace, huh?" My partner Jack Cage asked with a skeptical look on his face.

"Yeah, man. Lena's all paranoid and shit. She's been nagging me lately, doubting me and all that. She just keeps bringing up the past. Talking like I don't love her. Whenever I leave home for missions she thinks that I'm up to the old shit."

"Nah, Stef. Lena knows that you love her. The two of you have been through a lot together. Even though you've had trouble keeping your dick in your pants, I know you'd kill a bitch over her." Cage replied as his Jersey accent oozed off of every word.

"Whatever." I roll my eyes at him while keeping my eye on our target. "Yeah, I have a great wife and I've settled down dramatically over time. I'm just trying to make her happy, Cage."

"Whatttt, Stef?" Jack asks with a look of irritation on his face. I'm just trying to keep it real with him. "I never thought I would see the day when Womb Raider Stefanie would be ready to settle down." Jack responded in disbelief and chuckles.

" Never call me that again, Cage! Especially around my wife." I say. I hate when he calls me that shit. Just Stef will do. I fumble with the necklace box, opening and closing it repeatedly as I kept my eye on our target. "Lena deserves this, man. Those other women can't do shit for me."

"Well, what about that bitch Tess? Lady has a nice ass! You're going to give all that up? Because I'll step in and hit that since you're going to start being a one-woman lady now. I'll give her some of this King Kong." Jack states with laughter in his voice.

I shake my head and say, "Go for what you know, Captain Jack. Although she does have the goods, I don't love that one nightstand bitch. I'm past all of the foolery and the only people that matter are my wife and children."

"Ah, I feel you, Stef. I'm just fucking with you. Lena really is a good woman. I've never met a woman like her. She kinda gangsta too. I'm proud of you, Womb Raider." He laughs.

"I'm aware, thanks asswhipe." I roll my eyes. I pick my binoculars back up and look at the assailant. "He's on the move! Start the engine!" I say putting my seatbelt on and we begin following the perp.

Lena POV

San Diego, CA

"Heyyy, baby!" I sang into my cell phone as soon as I hear Stef's sexy voice come through the line. I can actually picture my wife smiling from ear to ear on the other end of the phone. She always smiles when it comes to the kids and me. "Guess where I am, honey? No, silly, I'm not at home naked waiting for you." I laugh at her joke. "Seriously I'm going to the store to pick up a few things for you. I thought I would surprise you when you get home later tonight." I seductively say. Stef sounds excited to hear my voice.

My wife just loves when I do little impromptu things like this. It's not easy for us to find the time to be spontaneous with the both of us having jobs and children that demand a lot of our time. "Don't worry about what I'm wearing, you'll see when you get here." I cooed. She was saying something before she got a beep with another call interrupting our sexy conversation from her mother. "I love you too, babe!" I pull the phone away from my ear and blow out an exasperated breath. Stef's mom always knew how to interfere at the wrong times. Stef was saying something dirty, acting like the naughty woman that she is, but had to cut the call short.

Stef POV

Houston, TX

Damn how I hate when my mother interrupts my phone calls with my wife to talk about God knows what. I click over and put on my mental suit of amour. Don't get me wrong, I love my mother, but she can nag and annoy the hell out of me at times. "Yes, ma. What's up?" I answer, my voice dull and lifeless. Nowhere near how I'd just spoken to Lena. I want her to know that I am busy and don't have a lot of time to chop it up on the phone with her.

"STEF?!" my mother belted out, damn near bursting my eardrum. I pull the phone away from my ear for a few seconds and frown. The hell is she hollering into the phone like this for. She's loosing it! I hear her yell my name again. "STEFANIE?!"

"Easy, ma. Is everything all right? Why are you yelling?" I ask, concerned. I haven't heard her yell like this since I was a teenager getting my ass handed over to me by her. "Are you okay?" I ask for the second time.

"Yeah! Everything is just fine. I have some news, sweetie!" She yells excitedly. You decided to admit yourself into the nursing home? Is what I'm thinking, but I wouldn't dare say it aloud. Once I realize that it wasn't a real emergency, I calm down for a few seconds. I let out a long breath waiting to hear one of her crazy stories.

"Okay." I say expectantly. "What is the news, ma?"

"You will never guess who I spoke with today!" She yelps. Before I can even ask whom, she volunteers the information. "Monte! I spoke to Monte! Your Monte, sweetheart! She said that she and Callie are moving to San Diego in a month and wants to see us…well, really, she wants to see you the most." She excitedly says. I feel like someone has just punched me in the side of my head. An immediate pain courses through my skull like I'd been hit. "M-Monte?" I mumble, my eyebrows immediately dipping on my forehead. I really wish that my ears had deceived me. A cold feeling shot through my veins and I almost drop my phone onto the floor. My heart begins to pump wildly, and cramps invade my stomach like someone going in for the kill.

"Yes! Monte! She is resigning from the school she works at in San Francisco. She said something about getting the vice principal job at, damn it, what's the name of that school again? Some beach charter school or something like that." My mother continues. I'm completely speechless at the moment. I can't even think. Baffled. Flashes of Monte's face start playing out in front of me. This is the last person I need in my life right now.

"You there, Stefanie?" My mother inquires; her voice changing, as she must've realized her news wasn't all that good. I swallow hard before I can get the words to come out of my mouth. I clear my throat because the lump sitting in the back of it made it hard for me to speak. I can feel the anger rising from my feet, climbing up to my head. "How the hell did Monte get your new number, ma?!" I ask through clenched teeth. My voice has no problems now. My nostrils flare and I grip my phone so hard veins erupt at the surface of the skin on the back of my hand. "When I left Monte, I told you to leave that shit behind altogether!" I chastise.

"You have a daughter by Monte that happens to be my grandchild, Stefanie! Why wouldn't I keep in contact with Monte?!"

"I'm well aware of that mother, hence why I gave you Callie's cell phone number. What is wrong with you?! You just couldn't leave well enough alone!" I bark some more. At this point I'm full on sweating and my head is spinning a mile a minute. She has no idea how bad this is. "Whose side are you on here?!" I scream. My mother gets quiet. I'm sure she is looking at her phone like I have lost my everlasting mind. I guess she can't process my anger. She also doesn't know the details of my history with Monte after we broke up which probably is confusing her even more. It's really not her fault though. My mother has always liked Monte even though she thinks Lena is better for me. I don't know if it's because Monte had her first grandchild that she feels more enamored with her than me. It's understandable given my history with different women though. In the past she watched me go from one no-good woman to another. My father disagrees with my lifestyle and chooses not to even speak to me anymore. My mother always wanted me to find the right woman someday because back then, my bedroom was like a revolving door. There would be one woman this month and another woman the next.

When I started courting Lena, my mother would always come to me and say, "Stefanie, I think this one is going to be a great step mother to Callie for sure." Needless to say, she was correct. When Lena found out that Monte was pregnant with my daughter she stuck beside me and said that she was in this for the long haul. I was determined to be a better woman to the woman that made it all worthwhile and give her the life she deserves. When I met Lena, she became my security blanket. Hell, I think my mother was love struck herself. I would catch her blushing sometimes when Lena would come to the house and joke around with her. I know that Monte is the mother of her grandchild, so I don't know why her staying in touch with her would come as such a shock to me now. I always knew she'd probably pick Monte playing the whole distraught girlfriend role over me in a close call situation anyway. Plus, I never let my mother know the truth of the situation that put an end to our relationship.

I'm happy that my daughter will be closer to me don't get me wrong, but the news my mother just dropped on me has me reeling. I start calculating shit in my head because I already know Lena is not about to have any of this ex-girlfriend drama Monte's about to bring. Monte and Lena are like Taylor Swift and relationships. The two just don't mix. This news was definitely not part of the anniversary plan I have hatched up for my wife. I thought for sure I made provisions where Monte would never interfere with my life here in San Diego without keeping me from seeing my daughter. I moved out of San Fran, finally settling down with my wife and kids in San Diego, and started living the quiet life, a kept life as a wife to Lena without fucking it up too much. It would take my mother to fuck all of that up!

"Ma… how did Monte get your phone number?" I ask again, finally able to calm myself down. My jaw rocked feverishly waiting for her to answer. I'm praying that is wasn't her. I'm hoping deep down inside Monte just paid a private investigator or some other lifetime movie drama shit. "Stefanie, when you moved from San Francisco to San Diego, I stayed in touch with Monte. I thought you would be the bigger person and get over whatever happened between the two of you for the sake of Callie. I didn't know that she was actually going to make this move. Sure, we talked about it and I told her I thought it was a great idea because you can spend more time with your oldest daughter. She's the mother of you first born and I felt obligated to keep in touch with her." Mother states.

All of my hopes of my mother NOT being the culprit of Monte's bright idea to move to the same city I was in are dashed. I want to scream at the top of my lungs. What the entire fuck! How fucking delusional can she be?! I can't say this to her, but I'm sure as hell thinking it. Panic hit me like a wrecking ball going into a building at top speed. Monte is the last person on earth I want to see or hear from right fucking now. I breathe slowly through my mouth to calm down enough to keep speaking to my mother.

"Why would you even encourage Monte moving here to reap havoc on me and my family, mom?! What the hell have you told her about me?" I inquire loudly. My voice quivers just thinking about seeing Monte ever again. This was not what I had planned. Again, I silently hoped that my mother had never discussed moving here with Monte.

"Everything. Honey, Monte knows you're happily married to Lena. She actually is happy for you. I told her that you are doing well with Lena and the kids. I don't see the problem. The woman gave birth to your daughter, Stefanie. She was just asking me about you and if I'm not mistaken she's still very much in love with you. All I can say is sorry, but Monte seemed very happy that you are doing well." My mother says apologetically. Something like a cord just snapped inside of me. I am literally coming apart at the seams listening to her at the moment.

"You are so s-You had no right telling Monte my business. She's my ex for a reason, ma, and you don't know what the fuck we went through together because I never told you!" I breathe out a long, hard windstorm of breath. "Did you also tell her anything about where I live? Or maybe you gave her my damn social security number while you were at it?" I ask, trying to sound as calm as I can. It's not working; the base of my voice was deep and intimidating.

"Well, excuse me! I thought you would want her to know that you were doing well seeing that she is the mother of your child. She didn't even sound like she wanted to come and turn things upside down for you at all. Her questions were all simple…seemed to just want to know you were all right. I'm sorry if you feel like I did something wrong, but the last time I checked I'm not the one that laid down with her and got her pregnant." My mother retorted.

I immediately feel guilty for yelling at my mom because I know how much Callie means to her. It's not her fault. She was also right and had no clue what happened, and maybe she just wanted Monte to know that I'm doing good despite the foolishness Monte put me through. I'm doing just fine. There are a few minutes of awkward, eerie silence on the phone line. My mother isn't the quiet type, so I know the silence means she is truly at a loss for words.

"I gotta go." I say. I don't even give her the chance to say a word. I just end the call. The news from my mother has fucked me up so badly I can't even order my plane ticket to return home to my wife and children.

"Monte is moving to San Diego and is the vice principal at Anchor Beach." I say out loud as if I had to convince myself that what I heard was true. My insides churned and I felt like I had to throw up. I can only imagine the snarl on Monte's face as clear as day in my mind's eye.

Things just got interesting. I'm working on chapter two at the moment. I really hope you all enjoy this one :)