"Morning Johnny" Ashley said.
"I could get used to waking up like this" I replied.
"Oh can you now?" she asked in a seductive tone.
Ashley had been sitting up but I had pulled her down and moved on top of her.
"Yes really" he said before capturing her lips with his.
An alarm clock woke me up.
"What the hell" I groaned "I was having such a good dream"
Boston was standing up in his pack and play which he had slept in. He smiled when he saw I was awake.
"Morning Boo did you sleep well?" I asked him.
He just grinned and tried to climb up the sides of the pack and play.
"Hey you are gonna hurt yourself" I said picking him up.
I made him a bottle and fed him some of the fruit baby food. It was when I was giving him a bath I noticed something. Boston had a birthmark on his shoulder but the weird thing was I had the same on in the exact same place.
"Well there is no denying you are my son now" I said.
We played with the bath toys for another 10 minutes before I took him out of the bath tub. I was putting on his diaper when the little spawn of Satin pissed on me, let's just say I was a little pissed off but he seemed to think it was very funny. I got him dressed and put him back in his pack and play so I could take a shower. Trish was taking Boston and I to meet a friend of hers who ran a baby play group or something along those lines.
"Now remember John be nice because it took a lot of convincing to get my friend to meet with us, she isn't a fan of yours" Trish said.
"What the hell did I do?" I asked. "I haven't even met her yet"
"She thinks your heel character was an asshole and unfortunately it is very hard to change her mind when it is made up" Trish replied.
"So what's this chick's name?" I asked.
"Her name is Abigail Daniels but just call her Abby" Trish said.
"Whatever you say you are the boss" I said.
"This will give Boston a chance to be around other kids and it is 20 minutes from your house" she said "that's great but it's also the third time you have mentioned it".
"Just want to make sure that you know how good this is going to be for Boston" she said.
I looked into the back Boston was sleeping peacefully. I smiled at the sight of him.
"You really love him don't you?" Trish asked.
"He's my son" I said.
"Why admit it now?" she asked "why not when he was born?"
"He's all I have left of Ashley now" I said.
Trish seemed to accept my answer or if she didn't she chose not to press it any further.
"We're here" she said.
The building didn't look to impressive or at least to me it didn't just another brick building. The side was like waking up on crack everything was a swirl of bright colors, it hurt my eyes.
"Hurts the first few times" Trish said after noticing my distress.
"Thanks for the warning" I said sarcastically.
"And miss the look on your face never" she said "now let's go".
She dragged me to a slight of stairs and then up them. I could hear music playing from the floor above. Trish led me to the door.
"Now remember be open minded" she said.
"I will" I replied having no idea what I was walking into.
The room was filled with little kids… big surprise right… but they were dancing. There was about 12 girls and 5 boys. Some looked a few years older than Boston but there were a few who looked to be his age.
"OH… HELL NO" I yelled.
Everyone in the room stopped what they were doing to stare at me.
"What the hell is this Trish?" I asked "you said this was a play group"
"Well it is kinda" She said hesitantly.
"No this is a dance class" I said.
"It's a class for babies both my nephews took it and loved it" she insisted.
"My son won't be taking dance classes" I said.
"John you played football correct?" Trish asked.
"Yes" I replied not knowing where she was going with this.
"You have to learn foot work in football right I mean if you aren't standing the right way the play won't work right?" she asked.
"…I guess" I said.
"Well don't you think it would have been easier if your parents had signed you up for a class like this" she pointed out.
"NO!" I exclaimed.
"John just give it a chance Abby is the best dancer teacher… her kids have grown up to dance in some pretty cool videos"
"What kind of videos?" I asked.
"I know 20 percent dance in hip hop videos… she trained two who dance for Missy Elliot" Trish said,
Boston started fussing in my arms he wanted to get down. I set him down on the floor, he watched the other kids dance. I had to admit they were good for such young kids.
"Ok everyone snack time" I heard a woman said.
The same woman came over and embraced Trish. She was fine… what the hell was I thinking Ashley had just died?
Then she went over to the baby. She kneeled down so she was his height.
"Hi you must be Boston" she said.
Boston smiled at her.
"Come on sweetie we'll go get you a snack with the other kids" she said reaching out for Boston's hand. Boston accepted and they walked away.
"Where is she taking my son?" I asked. I knew he wasn't in any harm I just wanted to be a pain in the ass to Trish for tricking me, "she could be kidnapping him".
"John… shut up" Trish said.
I opened my mouth to say something but she put her hand up signaling that she didn't want to hear it. Abby came back over but she didn't have Boston.
"Umm … where's my son?" I asked.
"He's with Brandi my assistant" Abby replied. "now let's get down to business I know you don't like the thought of putting your precious son in a dance class. Most dads are but they eventually come around and are happy about their sons enjoying themselves"
I listened to what she had to say the class sounded like it would be a lot of fun for Boston.
"The class in 3 times a week and depending on the parents kids spend anywhere from 30 minutes to 4 hours here" she explained.
"How am I going to get Boston here if I'm traveling?" I asked.
"Your mom is willing to take care of him" Trish replied.
"So you just expect me to drop my son off with my mother and be ok with it?" I asked.
"You had no problem doing it with his mother" Abby commented.
I stood up from the chair that I was sitting in "You have no idea what you are talking about…" I began but before I could finish my statement Trish pulled me out of the room promising to pick Boston up in a while when I "had a cooler head" she said.
"Who the hell does she think she is…"I vented.
I was so mad that I could barely phrase sentences. I was normally an easy going guy. Very hard to piss off but that one statement hurt.
"She didn't mean it John and besides I told you she didn't like you" Trish said.
"How does she know about Ashley?" I asked.
"I might have mentioned it" Trish said hesitantly.
"WHY?" I almost exploded.
"She wanted to know about his background if she was going to be his teacher she had that right" Trish said "it's standard procedure".
"Trish I am very upset right now just drive me to the nearest gym" I said.
She did what I asked her. As the usual custom when I'm mad I almost hurt myself by pushing my body too hard.
"Who do Trish and this Abby person think they are?" I asked myself while hitting a punching bag "they know nothing about my relationship with Ashley or how much I love Boston"
After a while my arms were getting tired and sore. I looked at my watch it was about time to pick up my son from … The Bitch. I'm not sure why but I got some comfort from calling her that.
Trish had left me the car so I drove back to the building. This time when I entered I wore sunglasses inside the building. It was almost 4 now I had dropped Boston off two hours ago.
Other parents were there. Boston ran over to me when he saw me.
"Hey Boo Berry did you have fun?"
"Well let's go home" I said.
"So John will Boston be coming back?" Abby asked sweetly. She wore a smirk that would make even Orton want to smack her.
"I'll think about it" I answered irritably.
"See you next time little guy" Abby said tickling Boston's stomach.
"Stay away from women like that son because they are evil and they will trap guys like us and make us pray for death" I told him as I was walking out.
A/N: Don't worry Adrian will be back but not for a while but I promise you'll all find out what she has been doing since she left Boston with John.
