Special thanks to Seanluvr (hope I spelled that right) for being my first reviewer. Please e-mail me if you have any questions about sneak- peaks (yes, I give sneak-peaks to people who e-mail me) ( I really hope you enjoy this story and, as always, please r&r. This chapter gets kind of graphic. Please do not judge me by this, it is an important stepping stone and I'm sorry if it is boring. I will use this () for flashbacks.
Sean Cameron opened the door to his duplex apartment, and let his Springer Spaniel, Percy, run outside. The babysitter, Jane, came out of the living room.
"Thanks, again, for doing this for me, Jane," Sean said, paying the teenager.
"Anytime, actually...Emily wants to spend the night. Would that be okay"
"Alright, let me get her things," he said, giving his daughter a hug and kiss goodnight.
Manny Santos walked into her house and saw her husband, Craig, sitting on the couch with her son Alexander. They were watching cartoons.
"Hey guys," she said, smiling.
"Hi, honey," Craig said, standing up and greeting her with a kiss.
"Miss me?"
"You bet."
"Well, that's good, because I plan on cooking a nice, big dinner for the three of us tonight," Manny said, wrapping her arms around Craig's neck.
"Aw, honey, I'm sorry...I promised the guys we would watch the game at Steve's house," Craig said.
"Can't you cancel?" Manny asked.
"I promised, in fact, I have to get going now," he said, kissing her and rushing out the door.
She sighed and sat down next to Alexander on the couch. "Well, buddy, I guess it's just you and me tonight"
Sean pulled up outside of the Nelson-Simpson residence and parked the car. He found the family in the backyard.
"Hey, Sean, how have you been?" Spike asked, giving him a warm, welcoming hug.
"I'm good, how have you been?" He asked.
"I've been doing really well," she said.
"Sean, I'm glad you came," I said, walking up to him.
"This is my daughter, Vanessa ...and my son Brock should be around here somewhere...he's so mischievous. He takes after his dad...," I stopped.
"Are you alright?" he asked.
"Fine, perfect...just a little tired. I haven't slept much lately."
"Oh, I'm sorry."
"It's okay. I'm fine. Will you excuse me for a minute?" I asked, politely retreating to the kitchen.
Once inside, I took a deep breath and exhaled. I had to keep myself under control. I had to appear to be fine, for my children's sake, I had to be strong for them. Just then, the phone next to me rang. "Hello," I said, picking it up.
"Emma, it's me," Spinner's voice came from the other end of the line.
"Can we please just talk things out?"
"What is there to talk out? You told her you would leave me, I left you, you slept with her...probably in our own house, I have nothing to say to you," I said bitterly.
"Baby, don't be like that," he said.
"Don't 'baby' me, Spinner. I want a divorce."
"What? No way, we're married. Just come back to New York and everything will be fine. I'll quit seeing her alright? She was just a good time anyway. She doesn't mean anything to me. Just please, baby, come back to me." I held back tears.
"Spin, I loved you. You betrayed me. I can forgive that, but I can't be with you. I'm getting a divorce."
"No, I won't let you tear our family apart like that," he was getting angry. A few tears escaped my eyes.
"I didn't tear our family apart, Spin, you did." I hung up the phone. I leaned against the counter, trying to control the tears that stung my eyes.
"Emma, are you okay?" I heard a deep voice come from behind me. I turned quickly to face Sean.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just going through some trouble with Spinner."
"Anything I can help you with?" he asked.
"Actually, do you mind if we went somewhere where we could talk?" I asked. "Spike wanted to spend some time with the kids anyway. Do you mind?"
"Of course I don't," he said. "Come on"
We pulled up at a duplex and walked through the right door. It was a nice house, nicely decorated and really clean.
"You have a really nice house," I said.
"Thanks," he said. We sat down on the couch.
"Do you want something to drink?"
"Do you have any beer?" I asked, half-joking. He laughed.
"Actually, yeah. Would you like one?"
"Please?" I said.
He came back with two bottles of beer and lit a fire in the fireplace. We sat in front of it talking.
"Spinner's been cheating on me. I saw it coming, I guess I just didn't want it to be true," I confessed. "I thought I loved him, but I'm not sure I ever did."
"can I ask you something?" he asked after a few moments of silence.
"Sure, go ahead." "Did you ever think there was any hope for us?" he asked.
"Yeah, I always wanted there to be. But things happened, we grew apart, somehow. I guess that happens all the time." He kissed me, gently at first, then harder. As if pleading. My head screamed for him to stop, but my heart overruled it. or was it my body? It didn't matter now, because he was going further. I loved him more than anyone else in the world. I didn't want to be with anyone else. Sean was the only one for me,always had been, and I knew it, at that moment. I kissed him, wanting him to comfort me. I wanted to feel the way we had that night, the night before Spinner proposed. It felt exactly the same. The urgency of his mouth...or was it mine? I couldn't even tell the difference anymore as our two body's became one.
The next morning, I awoke in Sean's arms. I sat up, quietly got dressed and tip-toed out. I walked home and sneaked into the basement window, like Sean and I used to do when we were younger.
Well, what do you think? Please tell me in your review. I hope you liked this chapter, but please don't flame me if you didn't. I appreciate constructive criticism. But not flames.
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