Chapter Eleven
:: Walker Penthouse ::
Karen blew out a nervous breath as she sat in the media room. She had been holding the remote control for an hour but had never pressed the on button. She wasn't in the mood for anything. She just wanted to be with Jack but she knew she had to talk to Stan. She heard the front door open and she stood up. "Stanley," she greeted softly, walking to him. "Hey," he greeted back, as he kissed her. "Can we continue that conversation we started in the office?" she asked. "Sure, what's wrong?" he asked back. "Let's talk upstairs," she answered, taking his hand in hers and walking up the steps. They walked into the bedroom and he sat on the bed. She kneeled in between his legs and once again took his hands in hers. "I know the reason why you stayed longer in Hawaii," she said, as he swallowed hard. "You do?" he asked, as she nodded. "Yes. I know that you are having an affair," she answered as he jumped up, pulling his hands away from hers. "What!" he exclaimed. She closed her eyes and rubbed her temples. "Look, you don't have to lie to me. I saw the look you gave your secretary. You know, the one that looks like a frog," she said, as calmly as possible. "Oh," he replied, returning the calmness. "Why Stan? Why?" she asked. "I don't know," he answered truthfully. She sighed as she sat on the bed. "Do you want a divorce?" she asked. "No, I don't. I love you Karen," he answered as she shook her head. "No, you don't. If you did, you would have never cheated on me," she said her voice filling with anger. "You're right," he replied nodding. "What?" she asked surprised. "You are absolutely right. My love for you has died," he answered, looking down at the floor ashamed. She got off the bed almost speechless. "I can't believe you!" she exclaimed, clenching her fists. "I didn't mean for this to happen. She came on to me," he said. "Well you should have pushed her away," Karen replied. "I'm sorry," he whispered as she shook her head. "I'm sorry too because I just can't forgive you," she said, running out the door.
Thirty minutes later, she was back at Jack's door. "Hey," he greeted breathless as he opened it. She noticed he was buttoning his pants and she sighed. "Forget it," she said, as she walked toward the elevator. "What's wrong?" he asked. "I don't want to interfere with your love life," she answered, a hint of jealousy in her voice. "Wait," he said, but she just walked into the elevator and let it close. She traveled down to the lobby and smiled weakly when she saw Grace. "Hey," the red-haired woman said. "Hi," Karen replied softly. "What's wrong?" Grace asked, laying a supportive hand on her friend's shoulder. "Nothing, you probably don't want to hear," Karen answered. "Yes, I do. I'm here for you," Grace said, as Karen smiled. "Okay, thanks," she replied, as they rode the elevator upstairs. "They got out and walked into Grace's apartment. "Take a seat wherever you'd like," she said as Karen obeyed. "You know what, maybe I should go," Karen then replied. "No, don't. I might not be Jack but I'm still your friend and you can talk to me," Grace said, sitting down next to her. "Well to make things short, I found out that Stan's cheating on me," Karen replied, as Grace gasped. "Oh my God Karen, I'm so sorry," she said, as the door swung open. "Hey you two," Will greeted as he and Todd walked in. "Hey," Grace greeted back ad Karen made a confused face. "Who are you?" she asked pointing to Todd. "This is my boyfriend, Todd," Will answered, as she made a disgusted face. "You have a boyfriend, Wilma?" she asked as he rolled his eyes. "Don't pay much attention to her," he told Todd as the two of them walked into his bedroom.
The next morning, Grace woke up and smiled when she saw Karen laying there next to her. She looked so sad but at the same time peaceful. It was kind of surprising. "Jack," she mumbled, rolling around in the bed. "No, it's me," Grace whispered as Karen's eyes opened. "Oh," she said frowning. "You stayed here last night, remember?" Grace asked. "Oh God honey, don't get so close. Your breath smells," Karen complained coving her nose with her hands. Grace got out of bed, ignoring the comment. "Do you want me to get Jack?" she asked as Karen shook her head. "No. I think he thinks I'm mad at him," she replied. "Why?" Grace asked curiously. "I showed up at his door before you came along and I got kind of upset because he was with Ryan. It's not fair," Karen answered, closing her eyes. "I'll go get him," Grace said. "No honey, don't," Karen replied, opening her eyes. But Grace had already left the room. Karen let out a breath as she fell back onto her pillow. She wanted to see Jack. She wanted to talk to him but for some reason she was upset with him for having a boyfriend. Why wasn't she happy for him? He'd had a ton of boyfriends but now she was starting to get really jealous. "What is wrong with me?" she asked herself as she slapped her forehead. "Here I am!" a voice exclaimed, walking in and closing the door. She sat up and couldn't help but smile when she saw him. "Hey Poodle," she said, as he jumped onto the bed and took her off guard by kissing her. Her eyes widened when she felt his tongue trying to part her lips. "Jackie, what are you doing?" she asked, pushing him away. "I'm just so happy to see you. I thought you were mad at me, but Grace told me you weren't. So I'm kissing you," he answered, as she giggled. "Oh, okay," she said, as she kissed him back. "So how did the conversation go?" he asked, as he laid on top of her resting his head on her stomach. "I think I'm going to divorce him," she answered, running her hands through his hair. "Really?" he asked a little bit shocked. "Yeah. He has been having an affair and he told me he didn't love me anymore," she answered, as Jack lifted his head and looked up at her. "Well I love you," he said, as she smiled. "Thanks poodle," she replied, as he rested his head back on her stomach. They both closed their eyes and soon fell asleep.
:: Walker Penthouse ::
Karen blew out a nervous breath as she sat in the media room. She had been holding the remote control for an hour but had never pressed the on button. She wasn't in the mood for anything. She just wanted to be with Jack but she knew she had to talk to Stan. She heard the front door open and she stood up. "Stanley," she greeted softly, walking to him. "Hey," he greeted back, as he kissed her. "Can we continue that conversation we started in the office?" she asked. "Sure, what's wrong?" he asked back. "Let's talk upstairs," she answered, taking his hand in hers and walking up the steps. They walked into the bedroom and he sat on the bed. She kneeled in between his legs and once again took his hands in hers. "I know the reason why you stayed longer in Hawaii," she said, as he swallowed hard. "You do?" he asked, as she nodded. "Yes. I know that you are having an affair," she answered as he jumped up, pulling his hands away from hers. "What!" he exclaimed. She closed her eyes and rubbed her temples. "Look, you don't have to lie to me. I saw the look you gave your secretary. You know, the one that looks like a frog," she said, as calmly as possible. "Oh," he replied, returning the calmness. "Why Stan? Why?" she asked. "I don't know," he answered truthfully. She sighed as she sat on the bed. "Do you want a divorce?" she asked. "No, I don't. I love you Karen," he answered as she shook her head. "No, you don't. If you did, you would have never cheated on me," she said her voice filling with anger. "You're right," he replied nodding. "What?" she asked surprised. "You are absolutely right. My love for you has died," he answered, looking down at the floor ashamed. She got off the bed almost speechless. "I can't believe you!" she exclaimed, clenching her fists. "I didn't mean for this to happen. She came on to me," he said. "Well you should have pushed her away," Karen replied. "I'm sorry," he whispered as she shook her head. "I'm sorry too because I just can't forgive you," she said, running out the door.
Thirty minutes later, she was back at Jack's door. "Hey," he greeted breathless as he opened it. She noticed he was buttoning his pants and she sighed. "Forget it," she said, as she walked toward the elevator. "What's wrong?" he asked. "I don't want to interfere with your love life," she answered, a hint of jealousy in her voice. "Wait," he said, but she just walked into the elevator and let it close. She traveled down to the lobby and smiled weakly when she saw Grace. "Hey," the red-haired woman said. "Hi," Karen replied softly. "What's wrong?" Grace asked, laying a supportive hand on her friend's shoulder. "Nothing, you probably don't want to hear," Karen answered. "Yes, I do. I'm here for you," Grace said, as Karen smiled. "Okay, thanks," she replied, as they rode the elevator upstairs. "They got out and walked into Grace's apartment. "Take a seat wherever you'd like," she said as Karen obeyed. "You know what, maybe I should go," Karen then replied. "No, don't. I might not be Jack but I'm still your friend and you can talk to me," Grace said, sitting down next to her. "Well to make things short, I found out that Stan's cheating on me," Karen replied, as Grace gasped. "Oh my God Karen, I'm so sorry," she said, as the door swung open. "Hey you two," Will greeted as he and Todd walked in. "Hey," Grace greeted back ad Karen made a confused face. "Who are you?" she asked pointing to Todd. "This is my boyfriend, Todd," Will answered, as she made a disgusted face. "You have a boyfriend, Wilma?" she asked as he rolled his eyes. "Don't pay much attention to her," he told Todd as the two of them walked into his bedroom.
The next morning, Grace woke up and smiled when she saw Karen laying there next to her. She looked so sad but at the same time peaceful. It was kind of surprising. "Jack," she mumbled, rolling around in the bed. "No, it's me," Grace whispered as Karen's eyes opened. "Oh," she said frowning. "You stayed here last night, remember?" Grace asked. "Oh God honey, don't get so close. Your breath smells," Karen complained coving her nose with her hands. Grace got out of bed, ignoring the comment. "Do you want me to get Jack?" she asked as Karen shook her head. "No. I think he thinks I'm mad at him," she replied. "Why?" Grace asked curiously. "I showed up at his door before you came along and I got kind of upset because he was with Ryan. It's not fair," Karen answered, closing her eyes. "I'll go get him," Grace said. "No honey, don't," Karen replied, opening her eyes. But Grace had already left the room. Karen let out a breath as she fell back onto her pillow. She wanted to see Jack. She wanted to talk to him but for some reason she was upset with him for having a boyfriend. Why wasn't she happy for him? He'd had a ton of boyfriends but now she was starting to get really jealous. "What is wrong with me?" she asked herself as she slapped her forehead. "Here I am!" a voice exclaimed, walking in and closing the door. She sat up and couldn't help but smile when she saw him. "Hey Poodle," she said, as he jumped onto the bed and took her off guard by kissing her. Her eyes widened when she felt his tongue trying to part her lips. "Jackie, what are you doing?" she asked, pushing him away. "I'm just so happy to see you. I thought you were mad at me, but Grace told me you weren't. So I'm kissing you," he answered, as she giggled. "Oh, okay," she said, as she kissed him back. "So how did the conversation go?" he asked, as he laid on top of her resting his head on her stomach. "I think I'm going to divorce him," she answered, running her hands through his hair. "Really?" he asked a little bit shocked. "Yeah. He has been having an affair and he told me he didn't love me anymore," she answered, as Jack lifted his head and looked up at her. "Well I love you," he said, as she smiled. "Thanks poodle," she replied, as he rested his head back on her stomach. They both closed their eyes and soon fell asleep.