Disclaimer: Since giving Brock Lesner back to the WWE, I do not own
anything pertaining to the WWE, but I do continue to borrow him frequently.
**wink wink nudge nudge** Will and Grace is owned by NBC only a slight
reference but just covering my bases.
AN: Thank you so much for the wonderful reviews, I promise to check out your stories as soon as I get the chance!! Ok, No pressure right? Warning this is a monster chapter, I got on a roll. lol
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The drive to work calmed me down a bit, but I was still close to hyperventilating and knew things couldn't be normal again. Aw Hell. What do I do about this? Should I tell him I know, but then again do I really know? Should I tell him I feel the same, but honestly what the hell do I feel? And then what on earth do I say about this job offer? I'd be crazy to pass it up, but is it the right thing for Grayson and me?
What's a girl to do?
Thankfully these questions kept my mind busy through the morning commute and I arrived at work at exactly 9:15
'When I'm good and ready' I laughed as I was climbing out of my car. I put myself in "work mode" for once grateful of the mind numbing experience. Entering the building I normally have a dangerous mission to get to my office, and I tackle it like a fat kid on a cupcake. Usually I walk quickly past the wolves in sales, dodging their speculative glances of where was I all night and who was I with. I generally feel dirty by the time I get to the shark-infested waters also known as accounting and past that is the paradise I call my office.
Today was different though; I was in an I-don't-give-a-shit mood and didn't care. The idea of a job offer was somehow very an attitude adjustment of sorts. I opened the main doors and I waltzed through the entryway.
"TA-DA! I'm here," I thought posing in the doorway to sales, "Let the games begin." As I entered cubical-row in sales, every wolf looked up or poked his head out to watch me walk past. I swear to God there was drool.
What is it with men? DO they not realize we can see them looking at our boobs?
Entering the Shark Zone a.k.a accounting, my stride was broken as Carrie, Shelia's Henchwoman/lackey, stopped me. "Well," she said coolly, "Looks like someone had a late night." And then she turned and looked at the clock to further her point.
"Carrie, You have no Idea," I said with a wink and walked past her as she gasped loudly. I don't think you could have wiped the smirk off my face. I had to admit these people were way too much to play with.
I finally got to my office and my assistant Rick was already there gabbing on the phone. Rick is the only person at work who I can stand and consider my friend. He also is the only one that knows my real story about Grayon and me. I know a few things about Rick; to put it mildly Rick is my equivalent to Jack on Will and Grace.
"Oh Mags," Rick gasped as he quickly hung up the phone, "These came for you." and he pulled out a vase filled with long stemmed white roses. Who the heck sent me flowers? Rick smirked as he sneaked a looked at Carrie who had been joined by Shelia. They were whispering furiously, no doubt about my wild night of sex and debauchery.
I winked at him "Its just a beautiful day isn't?" I asked.
"Oh the bees are just buzzing as usual."
"Where's the card?" I asked looking for it through the flowers.
"Here it is. It fell off," Rick pulled it out with the flare and pizzazz I have come to expect from him. Another fun rumor is that Rick and I are having a torrid affair. I am fairly confident that he started that one as part of his cover so I let it ride.
I read the card:
Thanks for the great time last night. Can't wait to do it again.
(How's this doin' in the rumor mill? Hope it helps.)
Love, B.
I about died from holding in the laughter. I sneaked a peek at Shelia and Carrie, both were staring in our direction, so I composed myself and said loudly for their benefit "Rick get Eric on the phone and tell him under no certain circumstance will I do that again!" and slammed my office door shut behind me.
I sunk to the floor laughing until I cried. Oh shit I needed that. I don't laugh nearly as much as I should. Eric was a code name between Rick and I. He was a figment of our imaginations and those are the most fun to play with. We also have a Greg, Connor and Raul. And I wonder why there are so many rumors about me? Hell I figure if they are going to waste their time talking about you, give 'em something to work with!
Rick burst through the door "Well I got him on the phone and told him what you told me to tell him, and then he told me to tell you that you are a frigid bitch and that you can just go to hell." he shut the door behind him and started laughing.
"The Shark Sisters still out there?" I asked
"Oh yeah," he said through the giggles, "I don't think they are going to leave for awhile. Oh this is fabulous, who were the flowers really from?"
I handed the card to him, "They are from my best friend, Brock. He is in town for a couple of days."
Rick read the card and the burst into another fit of giggles, "Is this that big guy in all those pictures?" pointing at my wall of photos and Grayson art. "He's kinda scary"
I rolled my eyes and just laughed. Rick sat on my desk and said, "So anything to confess this morning?"
"Yeah actually there is," Rick's eyes lit up, "but it's NOT what you are thinking. I got a job offer. It's in Connecticut at the WWE."
"You are not thinking of taking it are you? I mean with all this fun in the office? I thought you liked all that slobber through sales." Rick got serious for a moment and looked at me and said, "Take it girl. You know you want to. Take this job and run with it. Besides, I can think of some pretty good stories to start spreading when you do."
I shook my head, "There are just so many variables. To many what ifs -"
Rick saying, "You are chicken shit", interrupted my excuses. "Quit saying 'what ifs' all the time. Get out there and enjoy life. You sit around here for the rest of your life you are going to turn into the Shelias and the Carries and your evil boss too" and then he cackled like the witch from Wizard of Oz.
He had a point. That was my biggest fear was turning into them. "Yeah I see your point," I said with a sigh, "I guess I am just so comfortable here I don't want to rock the boat." I turned in my chair and looked out the window. I had a view of the Mississippi River and watched a tugboat push barges up river. "Look, how hard that boat works against the current. He pushes and pushes and only goes so far."
Rick put a hand on my shoulder and said quietly, "Yeah, but he also goes places." and with that he turned and let himself out of my office.
I thought about that for a while. Rick was right. For so long I went with the current and let things roll over me and have people take me for granted and push me around, that wasn't who I was. That wasn't me. I looked around my office. There wasn't much here for me. All I had was Grayson for family and he would certainly go wherever I went. And if it was to go work with a bunch of wrestlers I'm sure he would have his bag packed before I even shut my mouth.
About an hour later, there was soft knock at my door, and Rick peered in, "Hey girl these just came for you." and then he said louder, "I already took care of it and called Raul and I told him the same thing you told me to tell Eric, and Raul cried like a little school girl and said to thank you for ripping out his heart. It really was pathetic." And then he shut the door with a smirk and put the bouquet of tulips and daffodils on my desk.
"More flowers?" I asked laughing, "What the hell is this today?"
"I dunno -- but here is the card," Rick said laughing with me and handed it to me. "As soon as The Sharkies saw the flower delivery guy they followed him like he was bait. Why don't you just tell those hoes off. It would be great fun to see"
I shook my head and said, "It's my Minnesota nice. It's been ingrained on me since the day I came into this world. You wouldn't understand it, since you're from Wisconsin and are automatically bitchy."
"Well you would be too if you had the Packers as a football team."
Laughing I pulled out the card and read:
You aren't allergic to this stuff are you? More is coming.
B.
"He is certifiably crazy. That's all there is to it." showing the card to Rick
There was a sharp knock at my door.
"Come in, " summoned Rick
"Sorry, I didn't know if I was interrupting anything," said Shelia haughtily looking at Rick who was sitting on my desk with a big smile on his face. "But these came for you. Someone really is popular today aren't we?" She held in her hand more roses, this time red.
"Oh Thank you!!," said Rick, jumping off my desk and sashaying over to her and taking the roses out of her hands, "That was just so fabulous of you to sign for them, we were just so busy, ummm.dictating, I didn't even know someone was out there." and with that he pushed her out the door and shut it firmly. "Oh my God that was fun"
"You sir, are too much."
"Oh that little bitch read the card, look she didn't even have the decency to close the envelope." He handed me the card, "Well it's been fun slacking off but I need to go call umm...someone about umm.something." And he ran out the door.
This time the card read:
You make up your mind about my offer yet? No Pressure
Love B.
"Yeah No pressure my ass" I said out loud
"What was that about you ass?" came from over the intercom I share with Rick
"Dammit Rick I told you not to leave that thing on"
All I heard was laughter and a loud click as he turned it off.
I actually went and got some real work done for a couple of hours and wasn't furthered interrupted until Rick burst through my door and said, "you have to see this!"
"What the hell?!" and Rick grabbed me by the arm and led me to the door and said, "see?!"
There making his way down the rows of cubical was Brock wearing a tank top and flexing his muscles as he walked past the wolves in sales.
He was growling "Where's Maggie's Office?" You could feel the testosterone in the air.
One of the braver wolves came up to him and asked, "Excuse me but do you have a reason to be here? Cuz if you don't then you should just leave."
Brock turned and looked him saying, "Shut Your Mouth!" and kept up his pacing
"Should I call the cops?", whispered Rick
"No you idiot that's Brock"
"Oh dear Lord, I need to go hide."
"No you don't. You need to go down there and bring him to my office. He knows who you are and I promise he won't bench press you."
"He could do that?!"
"Get out there," I said and pushed him outside.
Rick walked nervously up to Brock, "Umm. Mister Lesner? Maggie is back here in her offi.."
Rick couldn't finish the rest as Brock whipped around and said with a big smile "Rick! How you doin' buddy? Doesn't, anybody around here work?" he shouted at the people who were standing around whispering
I saw Carrie sneak slowly back to the break room, probably to make a full report to Shelia.
"No they don't. They just like to talk. A lot" Rick said, "C'mon she's waiting for you big guy."
They entered my office and I sat on my couch close to hyperventilating with tears in my eyes from laughing. I was gasping for breath.
"Mags you ok?," Brock asked concerned
I just shook my head, I couldn't talk yet. He walked over and knelt in front of me and put his hand on my face, "What's wrong?"
"Can't Breathe. Laughing too hard." I gasped out
Brock knelt back and laughed, "Oh did you like that?"
I attempted to regain my composure, "That was the most beautiful thing I ever saw. I couldn't have planned it any better."
"So you ready to eat yet?" Brock asked and then looked at Rick, "Are you going to come with us Rick?"
"Oh no, I can't. With a scene like that I need to go around and plant some seeds. It keeps life interesting around here. Maggie, I'm going to go for disgruntled ex-lover angle on this one, OK?" and with that he dashed out the door.
"Disgruntled Ex-Lover?" Brock asked, "Do I really want to know?"
"No not really, but I'll tell you anyway. He means that he is going to go around and spread the seeds of rumors about you, and that you'll be a disgruntled ex-lover of mine. Just call him Farmer Rick, He's Planting Seeds." I said giggling again. "I'll be ready for lunch in just a minute. I need to go make some copies; I know Rick won't get to them. Have a seat on the couch and I'll be back in a bit."
"Ok sounds good. I think I'll take a quick nap. Grayson can really wear a guy out." And he stretched out on the couch and closed his eyes.
I sat at my desk for a second watching him sleep. His chest rose and fell in an even pattern. I'm starting to think again. NO Bad Maggie Go make your copies. I gathered up my stuff and fled my office trying to my leave my feelings in the dust. I walked down the hallway past the break room when I heard the sharp voices of Carrie and Shelia so I stopped and listened.
"Well I just feel bad for Rick, she is obviously leading him on like the rest of them," said Shelia "I mean can you imagine all those flowers from other men, and poor Rick has to give them to her and act like they aren't evolved. And then she makes him call them and turn them down and tell her what happened. I heard one of them called her a frigid bitch. I find that hard to believe"
"Oh I know," Carrie broke in, "And then there was this big huge guy that just walked through and Rick had to bring him back to her office. Rick told me that he was an ex-lover who was pissed. I bet she makes them fight over her."
"Rick would get squashed. I wonder what she was offered on that last card?"
"Probably a different position"
And they both screamed with laughter at the innuendo. I stood in the doorway just livid. I always knew they talked behind my back, I just didn't realize how much it bothered me untill right now.
Carrie continued, "I mean she is obviously just trying to find a father for that little bastard son of hers."
Oh no. they did not just say that. I flew into the room
"Just who in the hell do you think you are?,' I shouted "What makes you think you are so much better then everybody else? Because you work in accounting, is that it? Listen you evil little pencil pushing whores, I am the frigid bitch who signs your paychecks and I have had just enough of you both. Yeah I have a son. Is that a big deal? No. But you know what? I'm not the whore or the slut you think I am. And I am certainly not shopping for a father for him. I adopted him after my sister died in a car accident with my parents. He is really my nephew," I stopped and leaned across the table, "And if I ever, ever, hear you call that innocent little boy, my son, a bastard again, I will hunt you down and may the Lord help you when I catch you." I looked both of them in the eye and stood back up. "And that's a promise you can count on."
I turned and walked slowly back to my office, the copies forgotten in my hand. I should be furious, I should be ready to spit nails, but instead I felt the most overwhelming peace sweep over me. "Holy shit that felt good." I said as I entered my office.
Brock woke up, "What felt so good?" he asked.
I smiled at him, sat on the couch and he put his arms around me and drew me close, as I told him what just happened, feeling safe.
It was then I knew exactly what I had to do.
AN: Thank you so much for the wonderful reviews, I promise to check out your stories as soon as I get the chance!! Ok, No pressure right? Warning this is a monster chapter, I got on a roll. lol
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The drive to work calmed me down a bit, but I was still close to hyperventilating and knew things couldn't be normal again. Aw Hell. What do I do about this? Should I tell him I know, but then again do I really know? Should I tell him I feel the same, but honestly what the hell do I feel? And then what on earth do I say about this job offer? I'd be crazy to pass it up, but is it the right thing for Grayson and me?
What's a girl to do?
Thankfully these questions kept my mind busy through the morning commute and I arrived at work at exactly 9:15
'When I'm good and ready' I laughed as I was climbing out of my car. I put myself in "work mode" for once grateful of the mind numbing experience. Entering the building I normally have a dangerous mission to get to my office, and I tackle it like a fat kid on a cupcake. Usually I walk quickly past the wolves in sales, dodging their speculative glances of where was I all night and who was I with. I generally feel dirty by the time I get to the shark-infested waters also known as accounting and past that is the paradise I call my office.
Today was different though; I was in an I-don't-give-a-shit mood and didn't care. The idea of a job offer was somehow very an attitude adjustment of sorts. I opened the main doors and I waltzed through the entryway.
"TA-DA! I'm here," I thought posing in the doorway to sales, "Let the games begin." As I entered cubical-row in sales, every wolf looked up or poked his head out to watch me walk past. I swear to God there was drool.
What is it with men? DO they not realize we can see them looking at our boobs?
Entering the Shark Zone a.k.a accounting, my stride was broken as Carrie, Shelia's Henchwoman/lackey, stopped me. "Well," she said coolly, "Looks like someone had a late night." And then she turned and looked at the clock to further her point.
"Carrie, You have no Idea," I said with a wink and walked past her as she gasped loudly. I don't think you could have wiped the smirk off my face. I had to admit these people were way too much to play with.
I finally got to my office and my assistant Rick was already there gabbing on the phone. Rick is the only person at work who I can stand and consider my friend. He also is the only one that knows my real story about Grayon and me. I know a few things about Rick; to put it mildly Rick is my equivalent to Jack on Will and Grace.
"Oh Mags," Rick gasped as he quickly hung up the phone, "These came for you." and he pulled out a vase filled with long stemmed white roses. Who the heck sent me flowers? Rick smirked as he sneaked a looked at Carrie who had been joined by Shelia. They were whispering furiously, no doubt about my wild night of sex and debauchery.
I winked at him "Its just a beautiful day isn't?" I asked.
"Oh the bees are just buzzing as usual."
"Where's the card?" I asked looking for it through the flowers.
"Here it is. It fell off," Rick pulled it out with the flare and pizzazz I have come to expect from him. Another fun rumor is that Rick and I are having a torrid affair. I am fairly confident that he started that one as part of his cover so I let it ride.
I read the card:
Thanks for the great time last night. Can't wait to do it again.
(How's this doin' in the rumor mill? Hope it helps.)
Love, B.
I about died from holding in the laughter. I sneaked a peek at Shelia and Carrie, both were staring in our direction, so I composed myself and said loudly for their benefit "Rick get Eric on the phone and tell him under no certain circumstance will I do that again!" and slammed my office door shut behind me.
I sunk to the floor laughing until I cried. Oh shit I needed that. I don't laugh nearly as much as I should. Eric was a code name between Rick and I. He was a figment of our imaginations and those are the most fun to play with. We also have a Greg, Connor and Raul. And I wonder why there are so many rumors about me? Hell I figure if they are going to waste their time talking about you, give 'em something to work with!
Rick burst through the door "Well I got him on the phone and told him what you told me to tell him, and then he told me to tell you that you are a frigid bitch and that you can just go to hell." he shut the door behind him and started laughing.
"The Shark Sisters still out there?" I asked
"Oh yeah," he said through the giggles, "I don't think they are going to leave for awhile. Oh this is fabulous, who were the flowers really from?"
I handed the card to him, "They are from my best friend, Brock. He is in town for a couple of days."
Rick read the card and the burst into another fit of giggles, "Is this that big guy in all those pictures?" pointing at my wall of photos and Grayson art. "He's kinda scary"
I rolled my eyes and just laughed. Rick sat on my desk and said, "So anything to confess this morning?"
"Yeah actually there is," Rick's eyes lit up, "but it's NOT what you are thinking. I got a job offer. It's in Connecticut at the WWE."
"You are not thinking of taking it are you? I mean with all this fun in the office? I thought you liked all that slobber through sales." Rick got serious for a moment and looked at me and said, "Take it girl. You know you want to. Take this job and run with it. Besides, I can think of some pretty good stories to start spreading when you do."
I shook my head, "There are just so many variables. To many what ifs -"
Rick saying, "You are chicken shit", interrupted my excuses. "Quit saying 'what ifs' all the time. Get out there and enjoy life. You sit around here for the rest of your life you are going to turn into the Shelias and the Carries and your evil boss too" and then he cackled like the witch from Wizard of Oz.
He had a point. That was my biggest fear was turning into them. "Yeah I see your point," I said with a sigh, "I guess I am just so comfortable here I don't want to rock the boat." I turned in my chair and looked out the window. I had a view of the Mississippi River and watched a tugboat push barges up river. "Look, how hard that boat works against the current. He pushes and pushes and only goes so far."
Rick put a hand on my shoulder and said quietly, "Yeah, but he also goes places." and with that he turned and let himself out of my office.
I thought about that for a while. Rick was right. For so long I went with the current and let things roll over me and have people take me for granted and push me around, that wasn't who I was. That wasn't me. I looked around my office. There wasn't much here for me. All I had was Grayson for family and he would certainly go wherever I went. And if it was to go work with a bunch of wrestlers I'm sure he would have his bag packed before I even shut my mouth.
About an hour later, there was soft knock at my door, and Rick peered in, "Hey girl these just came for you." and then he said louder, "I already took care of it and called Raul and I told him the same thing you told me to tell Eric, and Raul cried like a little school girl and said to thank you for ripping out his heart. It really was pathetic." And then he shut the door with a smirk and put the bouquet of tulips and daffodils on my desk.
"More flowers?" I asked laughing, "What the hell is this today?"
"I dunno -- but here is the card," Rick said laughing with me and handed it to me. "As soon as The Sharkies saw the flower delivery guy they followed him like he was bait. Why don't you just tell those hoes off. It would be great fun to see"
I shook my head and said, "It's my Minnesota nice. It's been ingrained on me since the day I came into this world. You wouldn't understand it, since you're from Wisconsin and are automatically bitchy."
"Well you would be too if you had the Packers as a football team."
Laughing I pulled out the card and read:
You aren't allergic to this stuff are you? More is coming.
B.
"He is certifiably crazy. That's all there is to it." showing the card to Rick
There was a sharp knock at my door.
"Come in, " summoned Rick
"Sorry, I didn't know if I was interrupting anything," said Shelia haughtily looking at Rick who was sitting on my desk with a big smile on his face. "But these came for you. Someone really is popular today aren't we?" She held in her hand more roses, this time red.
"Oh Thank you!!," said Rick, jumping off my desk and sashaying over to her and taking the roses out of her hands, "That was just so fabulous of you to sign for them, we were just so busy, ummm.dictating, I didn't even know someone was out there." and with that he pushed her out the door and shut it firmly. "Oh my God that was fun"
"You sir, are too much."
"Oh that little bitch read the card, look she didn't even have the decency to close the envelope." He handed me the card, "Well it's been fun slacking off but I need to go call umm...someone about umm.something." And he ran out the door.
This time the card read:
You make up your mind about my offer yet? No Pressure
Love B.
"Yeah No pressure my ass" I said out loud
"What was that about you ass?" came from over the intercom I share with Rick
"Dammit Rick I told you not to leave that thing on"
All I heard was laughter and a loud click as he turned it off.
I actually went and got some real work done for a couple of hours and wasn't furthered interrupted until Rick burst through my door and said, "you have to see this!"
"What the hell?!" and Rick grabbed me by the arm and led me to the door and said, "see?!"
There making his way down the rows of cubical was Brock wearing a tank top and flexing his muscles as he walked past the wolves in sales.
He was growling "Where's Maggie's Office?" You could feel the testosterone in the air.
One of the braver wolves came up to him and asked, "Excuse me but do you have a reason to be here? Cuz if you don't then you should just leave."
Brock turned and looked him saying, "Shut Your Mouth!" and kept up his pacing
"Should I call the cops?", whispered Rick
"No you idiot that's Brock"
"Oh dear Lord, I need to go hide."
"No you don't. You need to go down there and bring him to my office. He knows who you are and I promise he won't bench press you."
"He could do that?!"
"Get out there," I said and pushed him outside.
Rick walked nervously up to Brock, "Umm. Mister Lesner? Maggie is back here in her offi.."
Rick couldn't finish the rest as Brock whipped around and said with a big smile "Rick! How you doin' buddy? Doesn't, anybody around here work?" he shouted at the people who were standing around whispering
I saw Carrie sneak slowly back to the break room, probably to make a full report to Shelia.
"No they don't. They just like to talk. A lot" Rick said, "C'mon she's waiting for you big guy."
They entered my office and I sat on my couch close to hyperventilating with tears in my eyes from laughing. I was gasping for breath.
"Mags you ok?," Brock asked concerned
I just shook my head, I couldn't talk yet. He walked over and knelt in front of me and put his hand on my face, "What's wrong?"
"Can't Breathe. Laughing too hard." I gasped out
Brock knelt back and laughed, "Oh did you like that?"
I attempted to regain my composure, "That was the most beautiful thing I ever saw. I couldn't have planned it any better."
"So you ready to eat yet?" Brock asked and then looked at Rick, "Are you going to come with us Rick?"
"Oh no, I can't. With a scene like that I need to go around and plant some seeds. It keeps life interesting around here. Maggie, I'm going to go for disgruntled ex-lover angle on this one, OK?" and with that he dashed out the door.
"Disgruntled Ex-Lover?" Brock asked, "Do I really want to know?"
"No not really, but I'll tell you anyway. He means that he is going to go around and spread the seeds of rumors about you, and that you'll be a disgruntled ex-lover of mine. Just call him Farmer Rick, He's Planting Seeds." I said giggling again. "I'll be ready for lunch in just a minute. I need to go make some copies; I know Rick won't get to them. Have a seat on the couch and I'll be back in a bit."
"Ok sounds good. I think I'll take a quick nap. Grayson can really wear a guy out." And he stretched out on the couch and closed his eyes.
I sat at my desk for a second watching him sleep. His chest rose and fell in an even pattern. I'm starting to think again. NO Bad Maggie Go make your copies. I gathered up my stuff and fled my office trying to my leave my feelings in the dust. I walked down the hallway past the break room when I heard the sharp voices of Carrie and Shelia so I stopped and listened.
"Well I just feel bad for Rick, she is obviously leading him on like the rest of them," said Shelia "I mean can you imagine all those flowers from other men, and poor Rick has to give them to her and act like they aren't evolved. And then she makes him call them and turn them down and tell her what happened. I heard one of them called her a frigid bitch. I find that hard to believe"
"Oh I know," Carrie broke in, "And then there was this big huge guy that just walked through and Rick had to bring him back to her office. Rick told me that he was an ex-lover who was pissed. I bet she makes them fight over her."
"Rick would get squashed. I wonder what she was offered on that last card?"
"Probably a different position"
And they both screamed with laughter at the innuendo. I stood in the doorway just livid. I always knew they talked behind my back, I just didn't realize how much it bothered me untill right now.
Carrie continued, "I mean she is obviously just trying to find a father for that little bastard son of hers."
Oh no. they did not just say that. I flew into the room
"Just who in the hell do you think you are?,' I shouted "What makes you think you are so much better then everybody else? Because you work in accounting, is that it? Listen you evil little pencil pushing whores, I am the frigid bitch who signs your paychecks and I have had just enough of you both. Yeah I have a son. Is that a big deal? No. But you know what? I'm not the whore or the slut you think I am. And I am certainly not shopping for a father for him. I adopted him after my sister died in a car accident with my parents. He is really my nephew," I stopped and leaned across the table, "And if I ever, ever, hear you call that innocent little boy, my son, a bastard again, I will hunt you down and may the Lord help you when I catch you." I looked both of them in the eye and stood back up. "And that's a promise you can count on."
I turned and walked slowly back to my office, the copies forgotten in my hand. I should be furious, I should be ready to spit nails, but instead I felt the most overwhelming peace sweep over me. "Holy shit that felt good." I said as I entered my office.
Brock woke up, "What felt so good?" he asked.
I smiled at him, sat on the couch and he put his arms around me and drew me close, as I told him what just happened, feeling safe.
It was then I knew exactly what I had to do.