Chapter Twelve-Don't You Love Me?
***Reader's Note***Alright people, I'm making a little testimony for =http://www.freewebs.com/amour_charguel= this sight is obviously about C&M.Now, if your a long time or even a new Charguel fan I strongly encourage you tolog on to this site and post at these fabulous fanfiction boards... and that's about it! let me shut my ass up and let you read the story...latz!
"I don't know about this honey,"
"I think it looks cute."
"sure."
"what? you don't think so?"
"no, I think it looks wierd."
"baby, seafoam green is a nice neutral colour for the baby's room"Charity insisted"plus with the white accents it'll look beautiful, you'll see."
"see that's the problem, Charity it looks like a girls room."
"yeah..."
"and were not having a girl, were having a boy...remember the ceremony, and the crazy old ladies kicking me out of our house."
"yeah, I do."Charity laughed."but then again Marcus said, it was a girl."
"Marcus?" Miguel repeated as he rose his brow questionably.
"and you think Tabitha and Edna are any better?"
They both stood in the middle of the baby's newly paintde room, observing the colour.It was nice, and the room was turing out to be real cute and cozy, but there was still the issue of that colour.
"okay,"Charity sighed as she smirked at her husband."how about, we try this for a bit."
"Charity..."Miguel whinned, as Charity put her arms over Miguel's shoulders.
"and then, if we really do have a boy we could change it when he get's older."
"I don't know."
"you could even, paint it any colour you want I won't even question it."Charity whispered.
"you won't."
"not even a word."Charity smiled knowing she'd won him over.
"I guess, it doesn't look so bad."
"no?"Charity smiled, as she kissed him.
Anthony set foot out of his hotel, as he began to search the wide open hopeful streets of Hamony.Of course he was here for business, what we he kidding he wasn't here for business he was here to even a long over due dept to that bastard Miguel Lopez-Fidzgerald; because of the whole Trinidad thing? oh no, things between them go farther back than that, he wasn't going to leave until he'd payed him back and he knew stealing his ex would be the perfect way to do that.
"hey, dudes."Jhosh asked, as he turned to Jhon and Marcus."that's Anthony Rodgriges."
Jhon and Marcus both exchanged looks, as they glanced back at Jhosh.
"it can't be, that was like eight years ago."Jhon snorted."he wouldn't have the balls to come back here."
"yeah, man it's impossible."
"okay, I know that...but that's him guys I could pick that dweeb out from anywhere."
The three looked closely at the paserby.
"no."Jhon said astounded."wonder what he's back here for."
"I don't know probably business or some shit like that, I bet there's nothing to stress about."Marcus shrugged the issue off.
"I hope so."
Beyonce, woke up happilly in her five star hotel with the same photo of Miguel lying beside her.'soon I'll have more than a picturem beside me.' she laughed menacingly.'um hum, best believe baby by tonight you'll be right here with me.' she smirked as she got up, and her phone began to ring off the chain."hello?"
"oh, Beyonce."Bobby sighed gratefully"I'm so glad I got you,"
"yeah, tell me something new? like why are you calling me so early in the mourning for starters."
"well to confirm your flight out of here, ah...Saturday mourning, and to---"
"wait Saturday, that's two days from now."
"yeah, just like you've requested...you know so you could have time to practice for the D.C three tour."
"I..."she paused, because she really did want to be at that practice, and her girls did come before any man...even though this man was really fine, 'okay' she thought just meant she had less time to waiste."alright, what else and make it quick I don't have allot of time."
"ah, and your recording with C&W records is in a few so I'd be getting ready about... now."he chuckeled at his joke."and your limo will be waiting up front."
"good, goodbye Bobby."
"but wait---"she'd already put the phone on the hook."bitch."Bobby hissed, as he tightened his grip on the cell pretending it was his clients neck, before awkwardly breaking out into a laugh sighing, and walking away.
Meanwhile, Miguel and Charity were moving on to phase two of operation nursery room.They were about to assemble the baby's crib, well more like Miguel and Charity observed it was still a team effort!
"I think you should take a look at these instructions baby, I mean you can't just tell me you can asemble this whole crib just like that."Charity said, as she skimmed the paper.
Miguel laughed at the thought."instructions are for begininers, I don't need that piece of paper to tell me what I'm supposed to do here, it's kind of obvious."Miguel said as he demonstrated."see this goes with this and..."Miguel trailed on.
"if you say so, I forgot I was married to a man's man."Charity teased, in a mocking tone as she dissapeared into the instructions.
"that's right."Miguel replied as he began to work.
"okay then..."
"yup."
"why don't you start then!?"Charity giggled.
"that's what I'm doing, baby."
Buh buh buh buh buh buh
Da da da da da da
You went to school to learn girl
What you never never knew before
Like I before E except after C
Why 2 plus 2 makes 4 na na na
I'm gonna teach you
(teach you, teach you)
All about love girl
(all about love)
Sit yourself down, take a seat
All you gotta do is repeat after me
A B C easy as
1 2 3, oh simple as
do re mi, A B C, 1 2 3 baby you and me girl
1 2 3 baby you and me ...
Time passed, and soon enough Miguel was done with the contraption.The couple stood infront of the crip with the box infront of them.
"now I don't know about you, but this doesn't look anything like that."Charity sighed, as she looked at the box.
"okay, why don't you give it a try."
"I just might."she smirked confindantly as she snatched the screw driver out of Miguel's hands.
Come on let me love you just a little bit
Come on let me love u just a little bit
I'm gonna teach you how to sing it out
Come on come on come on let me show you what it's all about
Reading and writing, arithmatic
all the branches of the learning tree
and now let me tell you girl
education makes complete Tite- Tite- Tite-
Tito's gonna show you
(show you, show you)
How to get a name
(How to get a name)
Let me show you what you have to do
Listen to me baby that's all you gotta do.
"perfect."Charity smiled, as she looked back at Miguel.
"I'm gonna go get the rest of the stuff."he huffed, as he walked out of the room.
"aww Mikey, don't be mad! all I did was read the instructions."Charity laughed as her voice trailed.
"sorry, Mr.Rodgriges Charity's tooken a off today."Felicity infromed.
"oh, that's alright...do you know where she might be, or when she'll be back in?"he questioned.
'oh no!' Felicity thought to herself, she didn't know exactlly who this Anthony character was but she had a gut feeling he came to start some trouble.Now how could she find a way, to keep him from making trouble but how."I supposed she'll be around tomorow, or the day after that." 'genious Felicity, pure genious!' she congradulated herself on her suaveness."tell you what why don't I give you a call when she's in."
"no that's alright, just tell her I'll be here tomorow.Thanks anyway."he trailed as he left.
'damnit!' Felicity hissed to herself as she watched him go.
"what's up hottie!" Vicky winked, as she cat-called the man.
"please!" Anthony hissed as she left, making Sicilly errupt in laughter.
"oh shut up!"Vicky thundered.
After Beyonce left C&W crew astounded, Beyonce triumphantly strutted her way out and made her way down Harmony semi-lighted streets. The air was crsip and their was a sprinkle, of snow on the streets, picture perfect wheater, perfect occasion to make her first move.She smiled, as she made her way into Miguel's building searching the room for his office,'there it is.' she thought, as her eyes narrowed to the corner office on top of the lavished steel stairway.
"hold up lady."Antoine, the companies security guard said as he placed himself infront of the stairwell."where'd you think your going?"
Miguel came up with all the other baby, stuff and the two continud to work on the nursery.Things were comming to an end and the room was looking better and better as time passed.
"what are you doing?"Miguel questioned as he watched Charity mount, the small step lader.
"I'm glueing the borders on."
"not anymore c'mon babe get off that."Miguel said.
"honey, it's only a step ladder."
"yeah, but I don't want you taking any chances c'mon.I'll do this okay?"
"whatever you say."Charity sighed as she stepped away from the step ladder handing Miguel the glue.Almost knowing exactlly what would happen next, and it did.Poor Miguel slid off the step laded sending the pan full of glue flying straight towards him, he picked himself up tottally covered in the stuff.Chrity faught off her laughther as much as she could but when he looked at her she couldn't contain herself.
"you think that's funny."Miguel gasped, as he took the paint brush in his hand."whatch this!"he continued as he slapped the brush in her direction sending, and big srop of glue her way.
"you didn't just do that."
"oh honey I think I did."Miguel smiled devilishly."I'm pretty sure I did."
"uh, okay...okay."Charity said as she gaped the paint brush and glue besie her."I'll make you regret the day, you messed with me baby!" she teased, as she approched him with the paintbrush dripping with glue.
"I'm sure you will."Miguel replied sarcasticlly."hey! not there!"
"excuse me?"Beyonce snorted, as she slided her Dolce sunglasses, down the bridge of her nose.
"oh let me reiderate,"Antonie said as he folded his arms."you aint gettin' in here!"he smiled brightly.
"okay look, Antoine? that's your name right?"
"that what it says on the name tag doesn't it!?"
"I'm a pretend I didn't here that."Beyonce shrugged the rudeness off."now, if ya don't know I'm Beyonce Knowles, you know the lead singer of the multi-platnum girl group!" she patronized.
"yeah."
"good, now I have an appointment with Mr Lopez-Fidzgerald he's a good good friend of mine and I know he'd be really pissed off, to find out that you're doing this."She leaned in closer to him, as she continued"probably enough for you to loose your job, so if you could just let me get up there will be cool so---"
"well, since you put it that way...no."
"hold up now you just can't---"
"girl I don't care if you're Pope your ass aint getting up in here, you dig?"
"I'm a have you---"
"out."
"you---"
"out."
"look---"
"let's take a little walk Ms Knowles."Antoine finished boldly, as he kindly escorted Beyonce out of the building.
The glue war between the two was comming to it's end and a utterly dirty one at that, Miguel and Charity's clothes were draped with glue.Gladly the two were skillfull enough not to screw up the newly designed nursery, well not too much anyway.The room was full of laughter, as the two continued to battle.
"c'mon Charity there isn't any way you could possibly win this, I think you should just quit while your ahead."
"and let you win, no."
"okay, okay."Miguel sighed, as he walked towards her."you know were not going to get the baby's room done if we keep kidding around like this."
"this from the guy who started this whole thing in the first place."
"I know that, but honey I see the great error of my ways and with that said I'm going to end this silly silly, glue fight...for the sake of the baby's room."
"really?"Charity replied, as she slowly approched Miguel."so, how do I know your not trying to trick me."
"I'm hurt, sweetie when have I ever tried to trick you."
"do you really want me to answer that?"
"okay fine."Miguel ended as he dropped the enfernal paint brush to the floor."truce?"Miguel smiled as he aproached his wife with open arms.
She hestitated, as she approched him."truce."she smilled as she kissed him her paint brush still in her hand, she didn't miss the opertunity to pat her lovely husband on the butt, leaving a line of glue on his jean bottoms.
"hey! I said it was a truce."he said, as they kissed again.Miguel took his hand away from Charity's cheek, and put it on her waiste to only get stuck with the amout of the glue that was there.
"ah, were all sticky."Charity said, as she grimaced."nasty."she continued, as she stepped away from Miguel and observed herself."God!"
"I know,"Miguel agreed."but, I have an idea."
"what's that---"before she could finish, he picked her up and began out of the room."do I really have to ask what were doing?"
"I'll surprise you"he smiled.
Meanwhile, Beyonce wait about twenty minutes outside of the building before going in.Of course she made sure that Antoine was on his break before scampering her way back in this time meeting up with a new very cute, very impresionable security guard and you know Beyonce was going to take full advantage of the situation.
"hi there."she gave off a toothy smile, as Sanchez looked left and right trying to figure out who this fox was talking to.
'me' he mouthed out as he poitned to himself.
"of course."she said, as she walked towards him."look,"she said while playing with his tie"I have this appoitment with, Miguel and silly me I forgot to make an appointment, and if you could be so kind as to let me get up there...I would be utterly grateful."
"well it's kind of against the rules, but....but if you promise you won't take long, I could give you ten minutes."
"ten minutes only?"she batted her eyelashes.
"okay."he laughed goofly."twenty, but no more than that."
"thank you."she smiled, in a giving mood she decided to make her special walk as she departed and trotted her way up the stairs.
"whoa, whoa whoa lady what are you doing?"Jason stopped the woman, as he jumped upo from his desk.
'ah not this again!' Beyonce thought, as she reached the top of the stair well."Miguel..."she said crisply not really knowing what she was saying, she laughed slyly as she continued."I have an appointment with him."
"really? well that's strange."
"why?"Beyonce snappped frustratingly.
"because, Miguel took the entire day off to be with Charity."
"Charity who's Charity?"Beyonce reapeated knowing that name did ring some sort of bell.
"his wife."
Beyonce stood, in astonishment as she stared back at Jason blanlky 'aww you can't be friggin serious! now I'll have to break up a whole damn marriage to get a piece.'She tried to regeain her cool, as she continued"well, he told me he'd be here."
"oh, okay."Jason began skepticlly"well it's alright I'll just give him a call see what's up."
"you do that."she quipped.
"aww Charity, I thought you loved me why do I have to watch this!" Miguel screeched.
{oh my GOD!} the woman under labor screamed out in agony, as Miguel joined in with her in shear disgust and disbelief.Reconfirming his joy and hapiness of being a man.
Charity watched her husband, awkwardly react as if this was the first time he'd seen a woman go under labour before."I do, but we have to face the facts Miguel in another six months this will be me, and were gonna have to get familiarized with the whole thing."
"I know but Jesus! honey, this is barbaric."he continued, to marvel as he turned away from the screen.
"and your not even giving birth."
"I'm glad."he went on, as the phone rang.'Thank God.' he thought as he blazed up from the couch to the phone."hello?"
"hey, man it's Jason."
"oh hey," he replied facing Charity.
"listen we have a little problem up here, there's someone here for you."Jason went on quietly, as he casually checked out Beyonce from a side view."a very big beautiful problem."
"what are you talking about Jason."
"well, there's a lady here by the name of Beyonce Knowles."Miguel's eyes widened, as he turned away from his wife."she says she has an appointment with you, I on the other hand think she's bluffing but, hey it's a free country..."Jason trailed.
"tell her I'm not here."Miguel whispered.
"why are you whispering man, oh is Charity there with you!?"
Miguel rolled his eyes as he repeated."look I'm not here, tell her I'm dead or something I don't care."
"well I can't very well do that she knows about you taking the ay off."
'man I need a new staff.' Miguel thought to himself, as he shook his head."look, there was no appointment and I'm not there that's all that matters alright?"
"okay, later boss."
"bye."he replied, he put the phone back on its reciever.Yet, again facing Charity as he sat back down.
Charity watched him before asking something she'd already knew the answer to."what's the matter?"
"oh nothing."Miguel replied, avoiding too much eye contact.
"what's the matter."Charity repeated.
Miguel let out a deep sigh as he answered."right as we speak, Beyonce's standing infront of my office asking for me."
"hum." was Charity's only response."well---"
"look, sweetie I really don't care how she got here or what she's doing here."he began as he foccused on her"there's only two people,I want to bother about right now." he smiled, as he put his arm around her."now,"he gulped, as he finally faced the t.v screen."let's give this labor thing another go, huh?"
Next---Anthony, Charity, Beyonce and Miguel finally come face to face.Keep On Reading!!!
***Reader's Note***Alright people, I'm making a little testimony for =http://www.freewebs.com/amour_charguel= this sight is obviously about C&M.Now, if your a long time or even a new Charguel fan I strongly encourage you tolog on to this site and post at these fabulous fanfiction boards... and that's about it! let me shut my ass up and let you read the story...latz!
"I don't know about this honey,"
"I think it looks cute."
"sure."
"what? you don't think so?"
"no, I think it looks wierd."
"baby, seafoam green is a nice neutral colour for the baby's room"Charity insisted"plus with the white accents it'll look beautiful, you'll see."
"see that's the problem, Charity it looks like a girls room."
"yeah..."
"and were not having a girl, were having a boy...remember the ceremony, and the crazy old ladies kicking me out of our house."
"yeah, I do."Charity laughed."but then again Marcus said, it was a girl."
"Marcus?" Miguel repeated as he rose his brow questionably.
"and you think Tabitha and Edna are any better?"
They both stood in the middle of the baby's newly paintde room, observing the colour.It was nice, and the room was turing out to be real cute and cozy, but there was still the issue of that colour.
"okay,"Charity sighed as she smirked at her husband."how about, we try this for a bit."
"Charity..."Miguel whinned, as Charity put her arms over Miguel's shoulders.
"and then, if we really do have a boy we could change it when he get's older."
"I don't know."
"you could even, paint it any colour you want I won't even question it."Charity whispered.
"you won't."
"not even a word."Charity smiled knowing she'd won him over.
"I guess, it doesn't look so bad."
"no?"Charity smiled, as she kissed him.
Anthony set foot out of his hotel, as he began to search the wide open hopeful streets of Hamony.Of course he was here for business, what we he kidding he wasn't here for business he was here to even a long over due dept to that bastard Miguel Lopez-Fidzgerald; because of the whole Trinidad thing? oh no, things between them go farther back than that, he wasn't going to leave until he'd payed him back and he knew stealing his ex would be the perfect way to do that.
"hey, dudes."Jhosh asked, as he turned to Jhon and Marcus."that's Anthony Rodgriges."
Jhon and Marcus both exchanged looks, as they glanced back at Jhosh.
"it can't be, that was like eight years ago."Jhon snorted."he wouldn't have the balls to come back here."
"yeah, man it's impossible."
"okay, I know that...but that's him guys I could pick that dweeb out from anywhere."
The three looked closely at the paserby.
"no."Jhon said astounded."wonder what he's back here for."
"I don't know probably business or some shit like that, I bet there's nothing to stress about."Marcus shrugged the issue off.
"I hope so."
Beyonce, woke up happilly in her five star hotel with the same photo of Miguel lying beside her.'soon I'll have more than a picturem beside me.' she laughed menacingly.'um hum, best believe baby by tonight you'll be right here with me.' she smirked as she got up, and her phone began to ring off the chain."hello?"
"oh, Beyonce."Bobby sighed gratefully"I'm so glad I got you,"
"yeah, tell me something new? like why are you calling me so early in the mourning for starters."
"well to confirm your flight out of here, ah...Saturday mourning, and to---"
"wait Saturday, that's two days from now."
"yeah, just like you've requested...you know so you could have time to practice for the D.C three tour."
"I..."she paused, because she really did want to be at that practice, and her girls did come before any man...even though this man was really fine, 'okay' she thought just meant she had less time to waiste."alright, what else and make it quick I don't have allot of time."
"ah, and your recording with C&W records is in a few so I'd be getting ready about... now."he chuckeled at his joke."and your limo will be waiting up front."
"good, goodbye Bobby."
"but wait---"she'd already put the phone on the hook."bitch."Bobby hissed, as he tightened his grip on the cell pretending it was his clients neck, before awkwardly breaking out into a laugh sighing, and walking away.
Meanwhile, Miguel and Charity were moving on to phase two of operation nursery room.They were about to assemble the baby's crib, well more like Miguel and Charity observed it was still a team effort!
"I think you should take a look at these instructions baby, I mean you can't just tell me you can asemble this whole crib just like that."Charity said, as she skimmed the paper.
Miguel laughed at the thought."instructions are for begininers, I don't need that piece of paper to tell me what I'm supposed to do here, it's kind of obvious."Miguel said as he demonstrated."see this goes with this and..."Miguel trailed on.
"if you say so, I forgot I was married to a man's man."Charity teased, in a mocking tone as she dissapeared into the instructions.
"that's right."Miguel replied as he began to work.
"okay then..."
"yup."
"why don't you start then!?"Charity giggled.
"that's what I'm doing, baby."
Buh buh buh buh buh buh
Da da da da da da
You went to school to learn girl
What you never never knew before
Like I before E except after C
Why 2 plus 2 makes 4 na na na
I'm gonna teach you
(teach you, teach you)
All about love girl
(all about love)
Sit yourself down, take a seat
All you gotta do is repeat after me
A B C easy as
1 2 3, oh simple as
do re mi, A B C, 1 2 3 baby you and me girl
1 2 3 baby you and me ...
Time passed, and soon enough Miguel was done with the contraption.The couple stood infront of the crip with the box infront of them.
"now I don't know about you, but this doesn't look anything like that."Charity sighed, as she looked at the box.
"okay, why don't you give it a try."
"I just might."she smirked confindantly as she snatched the screw driver out of Miguel's hands.
Come on let me love you just a little bit
Come on let me love u just a little bit
I'm gonna teach you how to sing it out
Come on come on come on let me show you what it's all about
Reading and writing, arithmatic
all the branches of the learning tree
and now let me tell you girl
education makes complete Tite- Tite- Tite-
Tito's gonna show you
(show you, show you)
How to get a name
(How to get a name)
Let me show you what you have to do
Listen to me baby that's all you gotta do.
"perfect."Charity smiled, as she looked back at Miguel.
"I'm gonna go get the rest of the stuff."he huffed, as he walked out of the room.
"aww Mikey, don't be mad! all I did was read the instructions."Charity laughed as her voice trailed.
"sorry, Mr.Rodgriges Charity's tooken a off today."Felicity infromed.
"oh, that's alright...do you know where she might be, or when she'll be back in?"he questioned.
'oh no!' Felicity thought to herself, she didn't know exactlly who this Anthony character was but she had a gut feeling he came to start some trouble.Now how could she find a way, to keep him from making trouble but how."I supposed she'll be around tomorow, or the day after that." 'genious Felicity, pure genious!' she congradulated herself on her suaveness."tell you what why don't I give you a call when she's in."
"no that's alright, just tell her I'll be here tomorow.Thanks anyway."he trailed as he left.
'damnit!' Felicity hissed to herself as she watched him go.
"what's up hottie!" Vicky winked, as she cat-called the man.
"please!" Anthony hissed as she left, making Sicilly errupt in laughter.
"oh shut up!"Vicky thundered.
After Beyonce left C&W crew astounded, Beyonce triumphantly strutted her way out and made her way down Harmony semi-lighted streets. The air was crsip and their was a sprinkle, of snow on the streets, picture perfect wheater, perfect occasion to make her first move.She smiled, as she made her way into Miguel's building searching the room for his office,'there it is.' she thought, as her eyes narrowed to the corner office on top of the lavished steel stairway.
"hold up lady."Antoine, the companies security guard said as he placed himself infront of the stairwell."where'd you think your going?"
Miguel came up with all the other baby, stuff and the two continud to work on the nursery.Things were comming to an end and the room was looking better and better as time passed.
"what are you doing?"Miguel questioned as he watched Charity mount, the small step lader.
"I'm glueing the borders on."
"not anymore c'mon babe get off that."Miguel said.
"honey, it's only a step ladder."
"yeah, but I don't want you taking any chances c'mon.I'll do this okay?"
"whatever you say."Charity sighed as she stepped away from the step ladder handing Miguel the glue.Almost knowing exactlly what would happen next, and it did.Poor Miguel slid off the step laded sending the pan full of glue flying straight towards him, he picked himself up tottally covered in the stuff.Chrity faught off her laughther as much as she could but when he looked at her she couldn't contain herself.
"you think that's funny."Miguel gasped, as he took the paint brush in his hand."whatch this!"he continued as he slapped the brush in her direction sending, and big srop of glue her way.
"you didn't just do that."
"oh honey I think I did."Miguel smiled devilishly."I'm pretty sure I did."
"uh, okay...okay."Charity said as she gaped the paint brush and glue besie her."I'll make you regret the day, you messed with me baby!" she teased, as she approched him with the paintbrush dripping with glue.
"I'm sure you will."Miguel replied sarcasticlly."hey! not there!"
"excuse me?"Beyonce snorted, as she slided her Dolce sunglasses, down the bridge of her nose.
"oh let me reiderate,"Antonie said as he folded his arms."you aint gettin' in here!"he smiled brightly.
"okay look, Antoine? that's your name right?"
"that what it says on the name tag doesn't it!?"
"I'm a pretend I didn't here that."Beyonce shrugged the rudeness off."now, if ya don't know I'm Beyonce Knowles, you know the lead singer of the multi-platnum girl group!" she patronized.
"yeah."
"good, now I have an appointment with Mr Lopez-Fidzgerald he's a good good friend of mine and I know he'd be really pissed off, to find out that you're doing this."She leaned in closer to him, as she continued"probably enough for you to loose your job, so if you could just let me get up there will be cool so---"
"well, since you put it that way...no."
"hold up now you just can't---"
"girl I don't care if you're Pope your ass aint getting up in here, you dig?"
"I'm a have you---"
"out."
"you---"
"out."
"look---"
"let's take a little walk Ms Knowles."Antoine finished boldly, as he kindly escorted Beyonce out of the building.
The glue war between the two was comming to it's end and a utterly dirty one at that, Miguel and Charity's clothes were draped with glue.Gladly the two were skillfull enough not to screw up the newly designed nursery, well not too much anyway.The room was full of laughter, as the two continued to battle.
"c'mon Charity there isn't any way you could possibly win this, I think you should just quit while your ahead."
"and let you win, no."
"okay, okay."Miguel sighed, as he walked towards her."you know were not going to get the baby's room done if we keep kidding around like this."
"this from the guy who started this whole thing in the first place."
"I know that, but honey I see the great error of my ways and with that said I'm going to end this silly silly, glue fight...for the sake of the baby's room."
"really?"Charity replied, as she slowly approched Miguel."so, how do I know your not trying to trick me."
"I'm hurt, sweetie when have I ever tried to trick you."
"do you really want me to answer that?"
"okay fine."Miguel ended as he dropped the enfernal paint brush to the floor."truce?"Miguel smiled as he aproached his wife with open arms.
She hestitated, as she approched him."truce."she smilled as she kissed him her paint brush still in her hand, she didn't miss the opertunity to pat her lovely husband on the butt, leaving a line of glue on his jean bottoms.
"hey! I said it was a truce."he said, as they kissed again.Miguel took his hand away from Charity's cheek, and put it on her waiste to only get stuck with the amout of the glue that was there.
"ah, were all sticky."Charity said, as she grimaced."nasty."she continued, as she stepped away from Miguel and observed herself."God!"
"I know,"Miguel agreed."but, I have an idea."
"what's that---"before she could finish, he picked her up and began out of the room."do I really have to ask what were doing?"
"I'll surprise you"he smiled.
Meanwhile, Beyonce wait about twenty minutes outside of the building before going in.Of course she made sure that Antoine was on his break before scampering her way back in this time meeting up with a new very cute, very impresionable security guard and you know Beyonce was going to take full advantage of the situation.
"hi there."she gave off a toothy smile, as Sanchez looked left and right trying to figure out who this fox was talking to.
'me' he mouthed out as he poitned to himself.
"of course."she said, as she walked towards him."look,"she said while playing with his tie"I have this appoitment with, Miguel and silly me I forgot to make an appointment, and if you could be so kind as to let me get up there...I would be utterly grateful."
"well it's kind of against the rules, but....but if you promise you won't take long, I could give you ten minutes."
"ten minutes only?"she batted her eyelashes.
"okay."he laughed goofly."twenty, but no more than that."
"thank you."she smiled, in a giving mood she decided to make her special walk as she departed and trotted her way up the stairs.
"whoa, whoa whoa lady what are you doing?"Jason stopped the woman, as he jumped upo from his desk.
'ah not this again!' Beyonce thought, as she reached the top of the stair well."Miguel..."she said crisply not really knowing what she was saying, she laughed slyly as she continued."I have an appointment with him."
"really? well that's strange."
"why?"Beyonce snappped frustratingly.
"because, Miguel took the entire day off to be with Charity."
"Charity who's Charity?"Beyonce reapeated knowing that name did ring some sort of bell.
"his wife."
Beyonce stood, in astonishment as she stared back at Jason blanlky 'aww you can't be friggin serious! now I'll have to break up a whole damn marriage to get a piece.'She tried to regeain her cool, as she continued"well, he told me he'd be here."
"oh, okay."Jason began skepticlly"well it's alright I'll just give him a call see what's up."
"you do that."she quipped.
"aww Charity, I thought you loved me why do I have to watch this!" Miguel screeched.
{oh my GOD!} the woman under labor screamed out in agony, as Miguel joined in with her in shear disgust and disbelief.Reconfirming his joy and hapiness of being a man.
Charity watched her husband, awkwardly react as if this was the first time he'd seen a woman go under labour before."I do, but we have to face the facts Miguel in another six months this will be me, and were gonna have to get familiarized with the whole thing."
"I know but Jesus! honey, this is barbaric."he continued, to marvel as he turned away from the screen.
"and your not even giving birth."
"I'm glad."he went on, as the phone rang.'Thank God.' he thought as he blazed up from the couch to the phone."hello?"
"hey, man it's Jason."
"oh hey," he replied facing Charity.
"listen we have a little problem up here, there's someone here for you."Jason went on quietly, as he casually checked out Beyonce from a side view."a very big beautiful problem."
"what are you talking about Jason."
"well, there's a lady here by the name of Beyonce Knowles."Miguel's eyes widened, as he turned away from his wife."she says she has an appointment with you, I on the other hand think she's bluffing but, hey it's a free country..."Jason trailed.
"tell her I'm not here."Miguel whispered.
"why are you whispering man, oh is Charity there with you!?"
Miguel rolled his eyes as he repeated."look I'm not here, tell her I'm dead or something I don't care."
"well I can't very well do that she knows about you taking the ay off."
'man I need a new staff.' Miguel thought to himself, as he shook his head."look, there was no appointment and I'm not there that's all that matters alright?"
"okay, later boss."
"bye."he replied, he put the phone back on its reciever.Yet, again facing Charity as he sat back down.
Charity watched him before asking something she'd already knew the answer to."what's the matter?"
"oh nothing."Miguel replied, avoiding too much eye contact.
"what's the matter."Charity repeated.
Miguel let out a deep sigh as he answered."right as we speak, Beyonce's standing infront of my office asking for me."
"hum." was Charity's only response."well---"
"look, sweetie I really don't care how she got here or what she's doing here."he began as he foccused on her"there's only two people,I want to bother about right now." he smiled, as he put his arm around her."now,"he gulped, as he finally faced the t.v screen."let's give this labor thing another go, huh?"
Next---Anthony, Charity, Beyonce and Miguel finally come face to face.Keep On Reading!!!