Chapter Two: Bad Mornings

Should've known this is what he's been doing. Supporting me? Yeah, he's doing a hell of a good job doing that. What's next? Am I just going to be the angry/jealous wife that goes to meet this 'Sara' person? Damn straight.

I open the door to the bathroom and Christian in front of me with a quizzical expression as he stands like a sexy god in his dark grey boxer and it nearly send a tsunami of horny desire through my system, but I need to keep focus on my objective; Bust -shot. I shoved past him and turn on the shower, quickly taking off my robe and hopping in. "Ana?" He says as he's about to step out of the bathroon, "Is everything okay?" He asks. As I lather soap on my body, I let out a sigh. " Yes, I'm fine. Just a a bit sober. That's all." I say with a hint of attitude in my voice that Christian nearly senses at the doorway. He shrugged and exits with a worried look.

Rinsing the soap from my body, I quickly turn off the shower to meet my kids downstairs. I put on one of the towels from the rack and open the bathroom door only to find my beautiful baby boy standing there with a smile as I walk out, his grey eyes so full of life and it makes shiver as his happiness rubs off on me.

"Morning, Mommy." He says with his adorable rosy cheeks glowing.

"Morning Teddy bear, what'cha doing?" I ask as I run my hand through his soft copper hair and lightly kiss his tender cheek.

"I didn't want to eat breakfast without you. So I came upstairs to help you dress up." He says as his soft hands pull my cheeks toward him and he kisses my nose, adding a "muah" sound to it. He then goes through the closet and takes out one of Christians navy blue boxers and hands them to me.

"Is this what mommy wears?" He says as he looks at me with questionable look that I begin to laugh with mirth.

"No, baby boy. I'll get the clothes and I'll meet you downstairs. Okay?" I asked as I ruffled his hair and walked towards to the closet to pick out my clothes for the day. He nods and exits the room, humming one of his favorite cartoon songs he watches everyday.

Time to bust -Shot.

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I enter the kitchen with my casual 'good morning everyone, I'm happy' face, but Christian doesn't seem to buy it. He hands me my plate of breakfast and tries to place a light kiss on my lips but I turn my head to the right, only to have him stop in his tracks. Glancing up at his face I see a glimpse of...saddness? Maybe I shouldn't be so harsh to him, especially around our kids. The sudden sound of Christian's phone ringing breaks me out of my remourseful trance and back to the pissed off wife I should be. He turns away to answer it and return to my seat at the table with Teddy, Phoebe, and Gail. Taylor soon walks in and speaks with Christian..privately. I begin to loose my appetite and remove myself from the table.

44 forest drv. I remind myself. I grab my car keys, cell phone and purse, and set my course for Sara, the mysterious bitch whose about to get her ass beat if I dont get answers. Realizing that Christian must've left with Taylor, I ask Gail if she can watch the kids for a bit while I attend to some business.

Arriving at the destination I spot Taylor's black toyota across the street. I guess he's already beat me to the punch.

Opening the door, I emerge from the car and spot Christian talking to a blonde woman in a tight office outfit in black and white. Irace over toward them, blinded by rage and furry. The blonds green eyes spot me and Christian turns around to meet my eyes, darken to a navy blue.

"Ana. What are you doing-"

"Save it, -Shot. So, are you going to introduce me?" I ask with pure sarcasm. His eyes scan me with curiousity and he turns back towards the blond. " Sara this is Anastasia, my wife. Ana this is Sara Mc'Claine, my friend whose been helping me with my business at grey house interprise. She's helped me bag some new contracts that'll help with the buildings money and stock prices. She and I went over some new ideas last night about our family vacation and she came up with some suggestions. We had fun. Didn't we?"

Oh. So this is the bitch. Her name sounds like something you'd off of a 1960 batman comic. But I still want some answers...

Message: I didn't want to leave you with a cliff hanger, so I decided to update. I really hope you review, I would love to know what you think of the Sara bitch, as Ana calls her, and her background with Christian. Thank you.

- Harley :3