Unfaithful
Chapter 1"So… I'll see you tomorrow?"
"Definitely," Samantha tip-toed to kiss her lover goodbye. She pulled back after a quick kiss and opened the door behind him. He smiled at her before walking outside.
"See ya!" he yelled and got inside his car. Samantha watched as he drove out of the driveway and took off. She closed the door and walked to the living room, where she sat down on the couch. The beautiful bouquet of flowers that stood in front of her, on the coffee table, were from Richard. She sighed and reached out to touch the leafs. Richard was the perfect man. He brought her flowers, complimented her looks and held the door for her. But the best thing about him, was that he was there for her every time she needed him. A true gentleman and truly the sweetest person she had ever met. She couldn't stop thinking about him, no matter how hard she tried.
There was a knock on the door. Samantha got up, who could it be? Had Richard forgotten something? She walked to the door and opened. She was just about to ask, 'did you forget something?' but the man in front of her wasn't the one she had expected. He looked down at Samantha with a huge smile, waiting for her to smile back or at least show some kind of reaction to his homecoming.
Nothing.
No reaction at all.
Paralyzed.
She hadn't thought about him in months. Sure it was hard for her to see him leave and she would cry every night the following weeks, but then she found his replacement, Richard. He had made everything so much easier for her.
"Honey, are you okay?" Randy asked concerned. She didn't respond, but kept on staring. He let go of one of his clutches, placing it up against his leg, so it wouldn't fall to the ground. He snapped his fingers in front of her face, making her blink a few times. Her quick reaction made him laugh softly.
"Are you with me honey?" he asked. Something was wrong and he knew it. Every time he got home from a tour, she would jump him with hugs and kisses, even before he got inside the house. But this time was different. Way different. She just stood there with no expression at all. He couldn't figure out why. Only time would show.
Samantha couldn't believe Randy's sudden turn up.
"Why… Why are you back?" she asked stunned. The question made Randy put on a disappointed pout. It wasn't the kind of reaction he had hoped for. Well, a poor reaction is better than no reaction, he thought.
"Aren't you happy to see me at all?" he grabbed his clutch again and walked past her. Samantha closed the door and turned to face him.
"Of course I am… But… why are you back? I thought you were going to Europe?"
Randy raised his brow and waved his broken leg in front of her.
"I broke my leg," he chuckled and walked to the living room on his clutches. Samantha followed him.
"Why didn't you call? The house is a mess and I haven't…"
"I wanted to surprise you. I don't mind the mess, it makes me feel at home," he said and sat down on the couch, almost knocking the flowers off of the coffee table, as he placed his injured leg on it.
Randy didn't think it was messy, but he didn't want to start an endless battle with his wife. If she thought it was messy, then it was, nothing could convince her about the opposite.
He looked over his shoulder and tapped the seat beside him: "Why don't you come and sit with me?" he cocked his head and smiled at her. Samantha didn't know what to do, she was afraid that Randy had seen Richard leave, but he didn't seem like it… Was he just playing with her?
She took the seat beside her husband, who immediately pulled her closer. He locked their eyes together.
"I missed you baby," Randy whispered dead serious. Samantha didn't know what to say, so she went for the cliché answer.
"I missed you too," she felt like she was lying to him. Sure she had missed him, but she had also forgotten about him.
He tried to read her expression. It was hard. He couldn't figure out if she was glad to see him or not. Maybe she was hiding something from him?
He leaned closer towards her and placed a fleeting kiss on her lips.
"I wanna see my baby girl," he whispered and put on the gorgeous smile of his.
"She's sleeping," Samantha got up on her feet, but kept looking at down at Randy.
"I don't care, I haven't seen her for months," Randy grabbed his clutches once again and stood up: "Will you help me upstairs?" She couldn't stand his begging eyes, so she grabbed his arm and supported him on their way upstairs.
"I have too pee," Samantha said and let go of his arm, when they got to the door, which let into their bedroom, where Alanna was lying. He nodded as a reply to her statement and she went to the upstairs bathroom.
Randy opened the bedroom door, slowly, not to wake Alanna, if she was still a sleep.
His heart skipped a beat, as he caught the sight of his baby girl sleeping in her crib. He manned himself up and smiled wide. This was his baby. Samantha and he had made her. He couldn't believe that he was finally with her again, it was an amazing feeling.
Randy placed his clutches against the wall and leaned over the crib to take a better look at her.
Light brown hair, chubby cheeks and a beautiful little nose in the centre of her face. She looked just like Samantha.
He couldn't resist her.
He had to touch.
Her skin was softer than her favorite teddy bear, warmer than a hot bubble bath and smoother than the purest silk. A grown up would never be able to get as fine skin as hers.
Randy took a deep breath and whispered: "Daddy is back."
Alanna moved a little, before she opened her eyes slowly. Her hazel eyes looked up at Randy, sending him a tired smile.
"I'm sorry Anna, daddy didn't mean to wake you," Alanna let out a small chuckle, it made Randy's heart melt. He covered his face with his hands.
"Where's is daddy?" he asked and giggled behind his hands.
Alanna let out a confused 'ah?' sound. He removed his hands from his face, so she could see him again.
"There he was!" he said exciting and clapped his hands. Alanna laughed hysterically and lifted her short arms to reach out for her daddy. Randy picked her up at sat down on a chair beside her cradle.
"Daddy missed you so much," Randy rocked her in his arms. He couldn't stop looking at her, he simply couldn't.
Samantha was in the bathroom, standing in front of the mirror.
"Okay Samantha… Calm down… Your husband… Which you LOVE, is back… Why aren't you happy? Why? Oh God… What have I done," she turned on the water and collected some of it in her hands. She looked at it for a moment, before splashing it in her face. She was definitely not ready for Randy's return. This could be the end of them.
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I know I said I didn't want to start anything new, before finishing something first… Well… I did it anyway, sorry… Just needed to post this, 'cause the first chapter has been done for so long, couldn't resist anymore xD
Hopefully this will make me more inspired. You never know if a new story is what it takes :D
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(Title might change, don't know if I like the current, but I'll let it be for now..)