The sun greeted another day which was Sunday. What a nice partnership, the sun rising on a Sunday, the day of rest. This was relatively universal for the most part. A number of cultures or religions revered Sunday as a day of rest and in some cases it was also a day where particular businesses were not to operate on such a day. People were much more chipper today. They went through their morning rituals and greeted the day. As for a particular woman in the city of Boston, she didn't feel up to par. It wasn't that Bailey was sick, well, physically, but she didn't feel well. Her heart was still suffering repercussions of the previous night. Why did she have to deny herself and Cody of what could have been a very prosperous and most enjoyable relationship? Her heart was sore and it did not seize to stop pounding. Bailey grumbled to herself under her covers and then sat up in haste. She pushed the covers off her body and got off her bed. She went through her usual morning routine and by the time she was done with everything else, she plopped herself on the couch and watched the news on her TV. She sunk into the soft cushions and pondered why she couldn't just invite Cody up to her place for dessert? They both could have been happy and yet Bailey was afraid of something. She knew that she wasn't afraid of loving Cody but she did feel awkward being so open about her feelings for him to him. And even if she wasn't afraid of professing her love to him, she was afraid of disappointing him. Bailey knew right then and there that she was afraid of finding out what he might think of her that she was still a virgin. Would he think less of her? Would he have higher expectations than she did? Bailey then shook her head. Why if she was just making the assumption that Cody was experienced? He did act confident and he was quite charming but that doesn't mean that he was experienced. Maybe he never had sex just like she did. Bailey didn't know what Cody was expecting of her but she didn't feel like finding out. She carried on with her life by watching the end of the news and then got the mail. Afterwards, she went out and got some lunch. She went down to a café that was nearby the coffee shop that she and Cody would go to for coffee. As Bailey had her lunch alone, she contemplated her actions from the previous night. As she relived event in her head, she would occasionally scorn herself for not letting Cody have his way with her. While Bailey was busy being stuck in 'la-la land', a man came into the café and watched her. He ordered something to eat and drink and sat at a table behind her. He watched how she ate her turkey sandwich and drank her soda. He grinned to himself as he watched her have her lunch as he waited for his food and drink. She certainly was deep in thought and the man figured that he could lend her a hand to come back to reality. He knew it was a long shot but he figured he could have a second chance. He took off his sporty, blue sweatshirt and placed it on his chair to reserve his spot. Then he got up and walked over to the brown haired and brown eyed woman. He stood in front of her and tapped her on the shoulder. Bailey lost her train of thought and lifted her head up to who was there. She frowned from discontent. It was only Zack.
"Hello, Bailey. Isn't it a nice day?"
"Yes. I suppose so, Zack. What do you want?"
"Why, you don't have to get so snippy with me. I was just asking how the day was. By the way, how are you today?"
"I'm not happy."
"Why is that?"
"I don't want to talk about it."
"How come?"
"I'm just tired that is all. I don't have the energy to tell you why I'm not happy."
"Did you have a rough night last night?"
"Sort of. But it wasn't that exhausting."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, I'm sure, Zack. But shouldn't you get some lunch yourself?"
"You're right, Bailey. I'll do that. Maybe if I can catch you before you leave, we could spend the day together."
"I don't know. I much rather be lazy today."
"You're not even up for a little walking?"
"Zack, you probably should get back to your table before someone takes it away."
"Oh. You're right, Bailey. I'll see you later."
Zack grinned and went back to his spot. As he left, Bailey mumbled under her breath.
"No, you won't."
A waitress came up to Zack and gave him his lunch and drink. As for Bailey, she resumed eating her lunch. While Zack was busy keeping an eye on Bailey, Cody was back at his place doing some research on the upcoming case on Friday on his laptop. He searched on the murderer and the tried to look up the Lawyer who would be representing the murderer. Cody was very meticulous about the details that he searched for. By one in the afternoon, he paused to have some lunch and clear his head. He went to out to a Subway sandwich shop.
Back at the café with Bailey and Zack, Bailey was pondering about certain things in life and how her life was up until she entered college. Life on the farm for Bailey was simple but also physically demanding. For her, to work on a farm was to work with your hands and put your heart to all the work that you did. But Bailey also realized what it meant to be an urban worker. To work in the city was to devote countless hours of mental labor. You were to work with your brain day in and day if you worked in the city. Bailey weighed the merits of each kind of labor and after careful consideration, she knew that she could appreciate both life on the farm and in the city. Now she thought of the people that she knew and met. She loved her family but would not to live on the farm forever and for the fact that she liked living in the city because it was new and exciting and Cody was around. She thought of her work and her relationships with her family and friends and then thought of the concept of maintaining a romantic relationship. Bailey found it funny that she could handle with overriding her brain with a truck load of information and she could handle shucking corn and taking care of the animals but what she couldn't fathom was the workings of her heart. Romance was such a difficult concept to grasp and practice. She could through hell and back with all the mental and physical labor that she would have to undergo but when it came to romantic relationships, she was completely loss. It's not like there's a guide on how to feel certain things and how to show someone how you care for them. People may write about how make a relationship work but they could never write about how people get in a relationship and with all the side detours that life throws at them. Bailey wished that there was sort of guide book to read on how to deal with life and life but there wasn't one in existence. Besides that fact, Bailey knew that if everything was done easy then there would be no challenge or excitement in life and no one would be able relate to each other on the hardships that they had endured because there would be none if people knew how to deal with life. Bailey sighed to herself and one thought ran through her head loud and clear: You can't live with life and you can't live without it either. You just have to deal with it. Bailey looked down at her plate and realized that she was had finished her lunch. She grabbed her over-the-shoulder bag and stood up from her seat. She then pushed in her chair. Before Bailey could walk towards the exit, she felt a strong hand on her shoulder and was turned around.
"Bailey, where are you going?"
Bailey took the hand off of her shoulder and stared at its owner.
"Look, Zack, I don't know what your deal is but I have to go back home."
"Why? Do you have to get ready for a date with my brother?"
"No."
"Do you have work to do?"
"No…"
"Then what's the rush?"
"I just want to be home and do nothing today."
"Bailey, you might feel better if you would just paint the town red."
"I'd rather not."
"Is it because Cody's not around? I could be your escort for the day."
"No, thank you."
"Bailey, I know that you and Cody might have a thing going on but if my brother isn't around his woman 24/7 then he may as well lose his right to have you."
"Who says?"
"I do."
"You really are going to try to steal me right under your brother's nose? Do you have any ethics?"
"What ethics?"
"Zack, you went to a college. I know this because Cody told me so. You ought to at least know what the word 'ethics' means. Forget about just college, you went to school in general. Didn't you learn anything remotely important?"
"I never paid attention in school."
"Then how did you get to college?"
"I cheated my way through school and had Cody to help me."
"You mean you used your brother's intelligence to get decent grades."
"Yep."
"You're horrible."
Bailey turns away from Zack and begins to leave the café. Zack follows behind Bailey out of the café.
"Where are you going?"
"I'm going home, you moron."
"Ooh. Harsh. You know, you should give me a chance. I can treat you well."
"No, Zack."
"Why not? Cody's not here. If he cared enough about you, he would be by side your side, fulfilling your every beck and call. I, on the hand, am here. I'm available to you."
"No, thank you."
"I'm fairly experienced at treating woman well."
"I'm not interested. Go bother some other misfortunate woman because I don't want you to keep trailing behind me."
Zack got impatient. He yanked Bailey by one of her arms, spun her around to face him and then pressed her against a wall that stood between the café and a bookstore. Bailey held her arms against her chest out of fear. Zack seemed to be seething on the inside and was releasing steam on the outside.
"Bailey, won't do you give a flipping fuck about my brother?"
"Why do you have such a big ego?"
"Cody doesn't have an ego. He's a wussy."
"So, you have to be a jackass for the two of you? You may be twins but that doesn't mean that you have to act upon each other's halves."
"Shut up."
Just as Zack was in the midst of harassing Bailey, Cody was driving back to his place. He went down the street where the office was because he had just picked up a few things from the office and was on his way to eat his lunch back at his place. As he drove down the street, he saw Zack and Bailey. Cody could tell that Bailey was uncomfortable. He decided to intervene and quickly found a nearby parking spot. He got out and casually walked up to them. Zack was busy convincing Bailey why she should ditch Cody.
"You know, Bailey, you don't need Cody. You need me. I can make you laugh and I can buy you whatever you want."
"Well, I'm sorry to tell this, Zack, but that is not how I roll."
"Damn you, Bailey. I wonder why your Cody's assistant. Seems to me that you're just a legal tart. Do you keep Cody warm at night or-?"
Zack was forced to shut up as he got punched in the face. He fell on the sidewalk. Bailey looked at Zack's fallen body in shock and then turned to her savior. To her delight, it was Cody. She was surprised to see him there but she certainly was glad to see him.
"Cody?"
Cody hadn't turned his head toward Bailey just at that moment because he wasn't done teaching his brother a lesson. Zack was holding his face and laid on his back. Cody brought his right foot over Zack's crotch and added some pressure to the area. Zack groaned in pain.
"You should remember where you stand, Zack. You shall never speak in such harsh and accusing ways to a lady like Bailey. Not only should you use polite language to her but to all other woman, especially those who are respected for what they do."
Cody added more pressure to Zack's groin area.
"And know how you should act. If mom was here right now, she wouldn't be happy to know how lecherous you have become. Treat all of the female population with the same respect and kindness that you have shown to our mom."
Cody had then removed his foot from Zack's groin and then kicked him where it would hurt the most.
"Leave now, you jackass."
Zack scrambled up to his feet and dared not look into his brother's enraged face with his tail tucked behind his legs. Once Zack was gone, Cody turned to Bailey.
"Are you okay?"
Bailey was thoroughly shocked. She had no idea that Cody would be willing to hurt his own brother to keep her safe. All she could do was nod. Cody smiled and gave her a friendly pat on the shoulder.
"I'm glad. You know, Zack can really be a huge pain sometimes. Did he force himself on you or did he just pin you to the wall? I want to know if you tried anything funny with you."
"He, uh, he didn't do much. He was just trash talking about you and trying to get me to go out with him. He used a little force but he didn't touch me in an inappropriate manner but I feared that you didn't come then he would have forced himself on me."
"I see. Do you need a hand?"
Bailey shook her head. "No, thank you."
"Well, in that case, I'll be off. Are you sure that you don't want to come back with you to your place to make sure you feel comfortable enough to be at your apartment?"
"I'm sure."
"Did I startle you with my abrupt actions?"
"A little bit."
"I'm sorry about that Bailey. Well, I guess I'll see you in the office tomorrow. Oh! And just as a heads up, I'm getting a head start on researching on the murderer's Lawyer. You'll definitely know who it is from me by tomorrow morning when we're back in the office. Does that sound good to you?"
"Yes."
"Great. See you tomorrow then."
Cody starts to walk off back his car when he thought of one other thing. He turned about halfway and looked over at Bailey.
"Oh. And by the way, Bailey, if you don't want other men to bother you then maybe you should wear baggy clothing to hide your figure. It's especially hard for a woman like you to come from a farm where everyone knows each other to a city like Boston were a fourth of the population will know each other. I hope you know that city men find farmers' daughters to be extremely attractive and not just because of their air of innocence but because you don't see them that often which them special. It's a rarity here in the city."
Bailey was speechless. No words could form on her articulate tongue. She couldn't decide whether Cody's advice was meant to help her stay safe or it was a hidden message that he still wanted her. Maybe it was both but Bailey couldn't decide on the matter. Cody grinned at Bailey, waved goodbye to her and then went back to his car. Bailey watched Cody get in his car and drive off. She sighed out of contempt for herself. She should have talked to Cody about what had occurred to them the previous night but her brain had shut off at the moment when she needed for it to work the most. Bailey couldn't believe her luck. She failed to tell Cody the truth and was harassed by his twin brother. Bailey obviously wasn't having a stellar day but she didn't bother to moan and gripe about it. Instead, she chose to hold her head high and continue her day as planned. Bailey got into her car and went back to her apartment.
For the rest of the day, Bailey walked around her apartment pondering her relationship with Cody. He was her boss and by consequence her friend as well. All she really was wonder and walk around aimlessly around her apartment and only would stop to sit down when she fixed herself some dinner. Once Bailey cleaned up after dinner, she continued to think about she could do to finally get herself to tell Cody how she felt about him. Bailey did, however, sit down because she was getting tired of walking and so she settled down on her couch. Bailey got caught in another fantasy of hers. But this particular fantasy was different from other ones. It wasn't one where she thought of him and her together in some romantic and whimsical place and that they were taking good care for each other. It was more rather a trip back to the past but with an alternate ending. Bailey went back in to the night that she and Cody did meet for the first time and she pretended that Cody did learn her name and that they did exchange phone numbers with each other and then eventually become friends and then hook-up. Bailey pretended that she and Cody did see each other from time-to-time and secretly maintain a romantic relationship in which they would share until they had been together for three years and that would be the time that they would make love. In Bailey's little fantasy, she thought of how Cody's boyish charm would win her over and that he could romance her into getting into bed. She would invite him to have her all to himself and they give their bodies to each other. Bailey had a goofy grin on her face as she thought of the possible scenario of when Cody and she would make love when they still were young adults or even maybe still as teenagers. Bailey pondered the many possibilities of how Cody and she could have shared a romantic relationship prior to their college years. Bailey's favorite possibility was the one of when they would be in high school. She stayed safe in the fantasy land of her head until she noticed that it was eleven at night. That was the moment when she had to cut off everything and get herself in the zone to be ready for work.
While Bailey was busy being in a warm, fuzzy place of her mind, Cody was busy doing research on the murder case. He typed and clicked on various links and picked ones that matched up to the other. He read down columns of online articles and finally got a lead. He searched for the possible Lawyers and Attorneys that he believed who could be his and Bailey's opponent. He did some extra research and was able to narrow his search to five names. When he finally got down to two names, he did some background research on each other possible candidate to defend the murderer. When Cody finalized his search, he read the name on the glowing laptop screen. He did not like whose name was on his computer.
"Oh, fuck….."
Low and behold, the name that haunted and teased him was the name of the person he wasn't too keen on seeing. He didn't want to see her ever again. On the screen of his laptop was Barbara Brownstein. He had forgotten that she was a Lawyer as well. Cody cursed underneath his breath. He didn't know how he would bring it up to Bailey but he would have to find some way to tell her when they would see each other the next morning. Cody looked up at the wall clock and it read nine. He got up and made himself a quick, microwaved dinner and then went to bed after he cleaned up.
To Be Continued…
