chapterNINE.

*Seven Months Later*

Waking up to an empty bed was normally what I was accustom to so I wasn't surprised when I woke up to an empty bed the only difference was that I wasn't the owner of this enormous bed. I yawned rolling over to check the red numbers stamped onto the black clock. Eleven Oh Two.

Sniffing the wrinkled navy blue sheets, I could smell his powerful manly scent. Drowsily I smiled reminiscing on the activities that occurred on this bed the night before. After reuniting after our excruciatingly long six months apart Kendall surprised me with an exquisite candle lite dinner and a romantic picnic on the beach. He then drove me to his place where we had much needed time together to really reunite. My silly smile brightened just thinking about it.

"Hey Sleepy Head, I see you're finally up," a shirtless messy head Kendall glided in carrying a expresso colored tray filled with two plates surrounded with fruit and his famous "Schmidt McMuffins" upon them, with two cups of orange juices. Topped with a vase with one single daisy in it. I smiled seductively begging for him to return to bed with my eyes. He quietly sat beside me placing the tray above me. He then gently grabbed my hair and tangled his fingers into my curls, pulling me into his lips and softly sucked on my thick lips.

"So are we going to have dinner with Mare tonight," I asked as Kendall sucked gently on my mole-filled neck. "Are we?" I asked pulling Kendall's lips off of me. Confused I waited for his answer. He sighed giving me my answer. "You haven't even told her about us have you". He sighed repeatedly as I shook my head.

"Look Baby, I told Mare that you were my "special friend" but I didn't tell Melissa about you yet". Disgusted and sad I pushed the tray away and scooted from him. How could he tell his daughter about me but not her mother? He grabbed my arm but I yanked it away, avoiding any eye contact with him. "You know how she is. She's a drama queen and I just don't want to fight with her anymore," he said giving me a bullshit excuse. I still stood my ground and refused to look his way. "Baby it's not me it's her. I don't want her putting negative things inside Mare's head about you okay".

"Look Kendall it's not okay that your daughter knows your girlfriend without her mother's approval or knowledge. How would you like it if she introduced Mare to some guy you don't know? Huh," I asked giving him a taste of his own medicine.

"But she does know you". I gave him "the look", the look that told him I was not playing. "Okay! Look I'll tell her tonight when she drops Marisol over okay? But I warned you".

-xXx-

"Daddy," I heard the tiny soft-spoken voice yelled as Kendall opened the door. The small blond jumped right into his arms as he lovingly kissed her little head. I walked from out the TV room into his foyer revealing myself to the two blonds and the designer-clothed brunette, who I didn't want to piss off. "Ryah," Marisol smiled softly at me and I returned it back.

"Ryah? Well I see you haven't disappeared from Kendall's life. You just keep popping up huh? How do you know my daughter," Melissa asked facing Kendall waiting for him to answer. I could see the rage and annoyance rise in his once pale face.

Kendall grabbed my hand pulling me close to him. "Melissa, you remember Mariah? She's my girlfriend". Melissa put up her false white smile; that smile that I seen in an interview of hers once.

"Kendall can I speak to you in private? Now". She looked directly at me indicating for me to leave. Taking the hint I looked down at Marisol and sweetly said, "Marisol why don't we go into the other room". I heard Melissa chuckle. "Yeah why don't you do that".

-xXx-

"Don't you dare call her that," I heard Kendall yell as me and Marisol resided inside the TV room. "You can't control my life anymore Melissa. We're done".

"You always do this Kendall! This is why our marriage failed."

"There was never a marriage, it was an arrangement for your career remember?"

"Oh right! Like your career didn't benefit from it! Right Kendall! You're always SO right."

"This is Mr. Wuddles" Marisol showed me a stuffed caramel brown teddy bear. "He's my best friend, after Daddy. Daddy says when he and mommy fight I should hug Mr. Wuddles sooooooo tight. Like this". She began to do so, hugging the small bear nonchalantly. She must be use to this. Poor baby.

"Well does she know the real reason why our marriage failed?"

"That's none of your business."

"I guess that's a No."

"Melissa just go."

The real reason their marriage failed? What the hell was she talking about?

-xXx-

Seeing Marisol and Mr. Wuddles cuddled upon Kendall's thigh, lightly snoring was an adorable sight especially considering she was still clinging on to him.

"She loves that stupid bear to death," Kendall joked as he caught me staring at her, "I can't pull her away from it". I chuckled at Kendall's small ounce of jealousy towards a toy. I began playing with his dirty locks, twisting and twirling it.

"Do you guys always argue in front of her," I asked him concerned.

"It's kind of hard to have a civilized conversation with her," Kendall joked trying to ease the tension.

"We use to argue a lot too you know?"

"Yeah but I truly love you though."

"Why did you marry her then?"

"Because I couldn't have you."

I kissed his cheek softly.

"I'm so sorry," I whispered in his ear.

"It's not your fault Babe. You weren't ready," He reassured squeezing my hand, "But you're here now and that's all that matter." I smiled as our lips began to connect. Gently caressing his face, I felt his smile widen.

"This, right here, is perfect. I have my two favorite girls here and nothing can ruin that." And he was right the moment was incredibly perfect. Maybe just a little too perfect.