Chapter 10 "Is that her boyfriend or something?" Matthew asked, standing in the doorway of Lyle's dark office.
"No, he's her friend. Why what'd you see them doing? They make out all the time." Lyle rolled his eyes and sat up, bringing his legs off his desk and placing them back on the ground, motioning for Matthew to sit.
Matthew sat in the chair. "Oh." He glanced around. "Is this really your office?"
"No, it's my brother's. He's out to lunch or something. Anyway on with the news you have." Lyle was impatient. Matthew had sounded like he'd gotten something big, and Lyle could almost taste his victory.
"Well I followed her and her friends to the hospital."
"The hospital, really." Lyle pondered this.
"Yes, and guess what I found out."
"What?" Lyle leaned forward.
"She's going to have a baby." Lyle just stared at him, as if the news had gone in one ear and out the other. "And I did some research, well more like eavesdropping, to find out it's yours."
Karen was lying in bed, really annoyed, and looking for a fight. Jack, who was beside her, was carefully avoiding her. He seemed the expert on her new mood swings now, but sometimes being the expert wasn't enough.
"Damn it, Jack." He heard Karen cry.
"What?" He quickly looked at her, afraid of what he had done wrong.
"You're touching me." She narrowed her eyes at him.
Before replying he assessed his situation and realized his hand had subconsciously come to rest on her thigh. He quickly removed it and crossed his arms over his chest, attention still on the TV in front of them.
"No, Jackie, please don't ignore me." Jack looked over, suddenly aware that Karen's mood had yet again changed. He saw her sad pouty face and just wanted to hug her to him, but was afraid to do so. Quick mood swings meant more quick mood swings.
"I'm not, Kare." Jack looked at her. She rolled over and pulled herself on top of him. "What are you doing?" Jack asked, stroking her hair.
"Jackie, I want you." She leaned in and kissed him before he realized what she was doing. She deepened the kiss, pressing her tongue into his mouth. Suddenly she pulled away and stood up. "Why do you have to be gay?" She yelled.
"Because, I am?" Jack was curious as to what had gotten into her. Today was slightly different from the rest, as she had never tried to turn him on before. Quickly Karen stormed into the bathroom, slamming the door shut behind her. Jack looked at the closed door, not sure what to do. He was rather confused as to what had gotten into her.
He sat up and shook his head, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. They had been having a lazy day in bed until all this had happened. He could tell it was going to be another long day with Karen. He stood up and walked to the bathroom. He knocked lightly and pressed his ear up against the door. He could hear her crying in the bathroom. She never let him see her cry. Ever. It was like she didn't want him to know it happened. But it bugged him a lot because he wanted to be able to hold her when she broke down, but she pushed him away.
"Karen, please let me in." Jack begged, leaning against the door and looking up at the ceiling. He placed his hand on the doorknob and turned. It was open. In her haste to get inside she'd forgotten to lock it. He went in quietly. Karen looked up when she realized he had gotten in.
"Get out." She screamed, throwing whatever she could at him.
"No, Karen. I'm not leaving you." Jack ran to her, throwing his arms around her and holding her down as she kicked at him.
She calmed down a little later and wrapped her arms around Jack's shoulders, crying into his shirt. After a while she stopped crying completely and just held on to Jack. He heard her laughter, and looked down, slightly confused. "God, these stupid emotions."
"Are you okay, Karen?" Jack asked, pulling her back to study her.
"Yeah, just a little turned on at the moment, and it doesn't help to have a gay man around." She joked, playing with his shirt.
"Aw, Kare. If only I could find you the perfect man." Jack smiled as they leaned in and kissed.
"Hey, Jackie, speaking of the perfect men," Karen smiled at him, "How would you like to stay at the Manns and help out with the baby. I mean, you practically already live here."
"You, mean like when it's born?"
"Yeah." Karen smiled at him. He looked at her, then looked to the closet door where he saw most of his clothes spread out on the floor, or on hangers. Karen was right, he did already practically live there. But he'd need some room. He couldn't just share a bedroom with her if he was going to live there permanently. He would have to have men in his life too. "You can have your own room." Karen said, almost as if she was reading his mind.
"You mean it?" Jack looked happily at her.
"Of course."
"I'm moving in with Karen!" He bounced up and down, rather excited. "Oh, by the way, Kare," He sat still for a moment and looked at her, "I accept your invitation to live here." With that he smiled and began bouncing up and down again, announcing to the world he was going to live with her.
"No, he's her friend. Why what'd you see them doing? They make out all the time." Lyle rolled his eyes and sat up, bringing his legs off his desk and placing them back on the ground, motioning for Matthew to sit.
Matthew sat in the chair. "Oh." He glanced around. "Is this really your office?"
"No, it's my brother's. He's out to lunch or something. Anyway on with the news you have." Lyle was impatient. Matthew had sounded like he'd gotten something big, and Lyle could almost taste his victory.
"Well I followed her and her friends to the hospital."
"The hospital, really." Lyle pondered this.
"Yes, and guess what I found out."
"What?" Lyle leaned forward.
"She's going to have a baby." Lyle just stared at him, as if the news had gone in one ear and out the other. "And I did some research, well more like eavesdropping, to find out it's yours."
Karen was lying in bed, really annoyed, and looking for a fight. Jack, who was beside her, was carefully avoiding her. He seemed the expert on her new mood swings now, but sometimes being the expert wasn't enough.
"Damn it, Jack." He heard Karen cry.
"What?" He quickly looked at her, afraid of what he had done wrong.
"You're touching me." She narrowed her eyes at him.
Before replying he assessed his situation and realized his hand had subconsciously come to rest on her thigh. He quickly removed it and crossed his arms over his chest, attention still on the TV in front of them.
"No, Jackie, please don't ignore me." Jack looked over, suddenly aware that Karen's mood had yet again changed. He saw her sad pouty face and just wanted to hug her to him, but was afraid to do so. Quick mood swings meant more quick mood swings.
"I'm not, Kare." Jack looked at her. She rolled over and pulled herself on top of him. "What are you doing?" Jack asked, stroking her hair.
"Jackie, I want you." She leaned in and kissed him before he realized what she was doing. She deepened the kiss, pressing her tongue into his mouth. Suddenly she pulled away and stood up. "Why do you have to be gay?" She yelled.
"Because, I am?" Jack was curious as to what had gotten into her. Today was slightly different from the rest, as she had never tried to turn him on before. Quickly Karen stormed into the bathroom, slamming the door shut behind her. Jack looked at the closed door, not sure what to do. He was rather confused as to what had gotten into her.
He sat up and shook his head, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. They had been having a lazy day in bed until all this had happened. He could tell it was going to be another long day with Karen. He stood up and walked to the bathroom. He knocked lightly and pressed his ear up against the door. He could hear her crying in the bathroom. She never let him see her cry. Ever. It was like she didn't want him to know it happened. But it bugged him a lot because he wanted to be able to hold her when she broke down, but she pushed him away.
"Karen, please let me in." Jack begged, leaning against the door and looking up at the ceiling. He placed his hand on the doorknob and turned. It was open. In her haste to get inside she'd forgotten to lock it. He went in quietly. Karen looked up when she realized he had gotten in.
"Get out." She screamed, throwing whatever she could at him.
"No, Karen. I'm not leaving you." Jack ran to her, throwing his arms around her and holding her down as she kicked at him.
She calmed down a little later and wrapped her arms around Jack's shoulders, crying into his shirt. After a while she stopped crying completely and just held on to Jack. He heard her laughter, and looked down, slightly confused. "God, these stupid emotions."
"Are you okay, Karen?" Jack asked, pulling her back to study her.
"Yeah, just a little turned on at the moment, and it doesn't help to have a gay man around." She joked, playing with his shirt.
"Aw, Kare. If only I could find you the perfect man." Jack smiled as they leaned in and kissed.
"Hey, Jackie, speaking of the perfect men," Karen smiled at him, "How would you like to stay at the Manns and help out with the baby. I mean, you practically already live here."
"You, mean like when it's born?"
"Yeah." Karen smiled at him. He looked at her, then looked to the closet door where he saw most of his clothes spread out on the floor, or on hangers. Karen was right, he did already practically live there. But he'd need some room. He couldn't just share a bedroom with her if he was going to live there permanently. He would have to have men in his life too. "You can have your own room." Karen said, almost as if she was reading his mind.
"You mean it?" Jack looked happily at her.
"Of course."
"I'm moving in with Karen!" He bounced up and down, rather excited. "Oh, by the way, Kare," He sat still for a moment and looked at her, "I accept your invitation to live here." With that he smiled and began bouncing up and down again, announcing to the world he was going to live with her.