Ch 4

Adam and Vince finished their jog returning to Vince's home. Vince invited Adam to stay for coffee. After coffee, Vince asked Adam to wait for him in his study. Adam did exactly what he was told heading to Vince's study off of the foyer. He opened the doors shutting them behind him. He was about to sit down in one of the leather chairs in front of Vince's desk when a think manila folder on Vince's desk caught his attention. He listened not hearing any sounds of Vince returning. Adam moved behind Vince's desk seeing addendum to will written on on it. Adam's curiosity peaked wondering what Vince was up to.

"I'll just take a peek," Adam opened the folder carefully leafing through the pages scanning them quickly as he kept looking and listening for his father in law. Adam's eyes grew wide as he read what Vince was changing. He felt like he had just hit the lottery as he read the parent of the first grandchild would receive Vince's share of the company when Vince retired. Adam quickly read the paragraphs burning them into his memory then closed the folder as his mind started to race a mile a minute. "This is too good to be true all I have to do is get Stacy pregnant right away then we will be running the company when Vince is gone," Adam softly spoke thinking how easy he would be to convince Stacy to have a baby. His thoughts were broken when he heard Vince coming down the hall.

"Adam, I won't keep you much longer. I have decided you will get a title run after Mark's title run. In about a year, you will be the champ," Vince said making Adam beam with happiness.

"Thanks Vince, I promise I won't let you down," Adam shook his father in law's hand.

"I know you won't. Adam, I've been meaning to ask is everything ok between you and Stacy? I noticed you two seem a little distant lately."

"It's just the stress from our jobs. I'm sure she told you about her creative block lately. She spends hours in the studio but ends up painting nothing. Her agent keeps bugging her about a gallery opening next month that she wants Stacy's work displayed at," Adam talked as Vince listened intently. "We will be fine I'm planning to take Stacy away soon for a few days hopefully that will clear her head and give us some time to just relax."

"Adam, feel free to use the company jet or any of our vacation homes," Vince patted Adam's shoulder.

"Thanks, I better get back home. I want to spend time with Stacy before I have to leave for the road," Adam said shaking his father in law's hand.

"I'll see you at the shows," Vince walked Adam to the door saying goodbye. Adam headed down the stairs with a new bounce in step knowing his future would be secure the moment him and Stacy had a baby.


Stacy was finishing packing up Adam's suitcase when she heard their bedroom door open. She was about to turn when she felt her husband's strong arms go around her waist pulling her against him.

"Hey beautiful," he kissed her cheek softly.

"Hi hon, how was your jog with my Dad?"

"Very good I got my title shot. I will be champion after Mark in about a year," he said making her turn giving him a big hug and kiss.

"Congratulation sweetie," she caressed his face happy to see the smile on his face hoping that finally he would be satisfied.

"Thanks angel," he leaned down kissing her softly running his hands slow down her back. "You feel up to celebrating before I leave?"

"Hmm maybe," she whispered against his lips kissing him. He grinned happily pushing his suitcase to the floor. He picked her up gently lying her down on the bed. He laid down next to her staring into her eyes. He took her hands kissing them softly then slowly ran his hand over her stomach letting out a soft sigh. "Is something wrong?"

"Stacy, let's not wait anymore let's have a baby," he said making her eyes go wide.

"What?

"I want you to have my baby."

"I… I…," she was at a lost for words. She wasn't prepared for him to ask that of her.

"We've talked before about having children. I said once my career was stable well it sounds like it finally is. You're a success with your painting. We have a beautiful home with plenty of room for a few little ones," he softly spoke running his fingers slowly along her cheek. "Stacy, please let's have a baby."

"Adam, I don't know if we are ready for a baby. You're going to be away even more when you're champion doing promotional work and shows. I want us to both be around to watch our children grow up," she said sitting up drawing her knees to her chest.

"Come on I will be around. We can take the baby on the road."

"I don't know," she looked into his eyes seeing disappointment.

"Do you think I won't be a good dad?" his mind was spinning a mile a minute she should have jumped all over the chance to have a baby not be saying no.

"No, I think you'll be a great dad. I just don't know if this is the best time to have a baby. We have been arguing a lot lately. I don't need that kind of stress when I'm pregnant."

"We argue so much because all I wanted was some support from wife and you said no."

"Whoa, you wanted me to talk my father into doing things that I didn't feel were fair to the other people you work with," she raised her voice slightly.

"Who gives a damn about my coworkers? You should want to help me be number 1 in my job," he jumped off the bed glaring at her. He hated when she thought about others and not of what he wanted as priority.

"I do want you to be at the top but I want you to get there on your own not because you married the boss's daughter," she shot back making him slam his fist into the wall making her jump.

"Whatever Stacy! I married you because I love you not to further my damn career. All I want is to have a family with you and you shot me down. Maybe you don't love me as much as I love you. I'll see you in a few days maybe then you'll have your priorities in line," he grabbed his suitcase storming out of the room. Stacy shook on the bed slightly listening to the loud slamming of the front door followed by the screeching of his tires a few moments later as he sped away.

"Why is so anxious to have a baby now?" she softly asked letting out a frustrated sigh.