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Chapter 16: Big Decisions
Mr. Taylor Dan Jacobs became their lawyer within three days. The man was a horn dog, but he was to old and crinkly to make Garfield jealous. "Do you think we can win the case?"
"We'll lose the case the day that pigs grow wings and fly." The man was missing a few teeth in the front of his mouth. The lack of molars made him appear twenty years older, then he really was. "Of course, we'll win the case!"
Gar smiled, "I like to see confidence!"
"Confidence doesn't always win cases." Rachel narrowed her eyes. "We shouldn't get cocky! Marx Chum probably won't go down without a fight."
"Come on, baby!" His love-swept eyes sparkled despite her constant glaring. "I was confident, and now I'm rich with a large house and several acres of land."
"You are also confident about being funny," she responded. Their was a speckled flash of defiance, like a mustang when challenged to a battle. "I have not yet seen the humorous side of you."
'I knew it,' he thought. "I know you think I'm funny! You just haven't admitted it!"
"Excuse me," Mr. Taylor interrupted. He didn't appear to be frazzled at all by their behavior. 'I guess being a lawyer gets you used to seeing people arguing.' "Your beau is right, we shouldn't underestimate the opponent."
"The court date is only three days away," She grunted. "That should give us enough time."
"This case shouldn't be a problem," the lawyer rubbed his mustache. "I once had to defend afive hundred pound man, who claimed to be raped by a one hundred pound woman."
"How did that turn out?" 'This guy must be the Superman of lawyers!'
He chuckled, "I won the case. The lady used a revolver to rape the guy."
"Interesting," she snapped. "Now get back on topic."
"Yes ma'm," both Garfield and Taylor barked.
"I'll definitely ask Gar and Ms Perkins, the owner of the neighboring shop, to be witnesses for the case." A nod of Gar's head showing his approval. "One of the librarians may have seen apart of the accident, as well."
"I would probably forget about using any of the librarians as witnesses," She snapped. "They all hate my guts."
"Sweetheart, who could hate you're guts?" He attempted to hug her, but she shoved his arms away. "You're the sweetest creature alive."
She scowled, "I'll take that as a insult."
"We could always bribe the witness!" They both turned to stare at their lawyer. He blushed in embarrassment, and he chuckled nervously. "Only kidding."
The blush on his cheeks told her otherwise. "I doubt it."
"I can see how you managed to hurt Marx with a pen," he chuckled. "I was skeptical about your story, but your fieriness has convinced me otherwise."
"Don't push it." The anger in her voice was more frightening, then one hundred machine guns pointed in your face. "You're getting on my last nerve."
There was soft panting in Garfield's room that night. They had finally perfected the act of love making, and she pulled away without regrets. "Did that hurt?"
"No," she smiled. "It was perfect."
She rested her sweaty, lavender head against his panting chest. It was amazing how good making love had felt. He had had sex with other women before he met Rachel, but it had never felt like that before. "Yeah, it was."
Her soft eyes lit up, as she rubbed her head into his chest. "I love you."
"I love you, too." With trembling hands, he lowered his fingers towards her thin stomach. "When will we be able to find out, if you're pregnant?"
It may be foolish, but he hoped for a pregnancy. It would give Rachel a reason to stay with him permanently. "Not for another three weeks."
His heart got caught in his throat. 'What if she says she doesn't want to have a kid? "How do you feel about having a baby?"
"I'm a little confused." She propped herself up onto her elbows. Those emerald pools of light stared into his own eyes. "I want to have a baby, but yet I don't."
His fingers rubbed the tension knots out of her back. "How does that work out?"
"I've never even considered being a mother," she growled. A vivid eye role made his lips move into a grin. "What if I'm like Trigon?"
His hand softly tilted her face towards his. "You will never be like your father. He was a cruel person, and you're so….. You're so perfect."
She frowned, "I'm beginning to see how you had so many girlfriends."
"I had so many girlfriends because I won the lottery." Their bodies matched each others panting perfectly; it was a lot like synchronized swimming. "I never said those things to anyone but you."
His fingers softly began to run through her strands of purple hair. "I also want to have a baby because it will be apart of you."
"I was thinking," he whispered. 'I hope she doesn't get mad at me for asking her this.' "If your not pregnant already, then I would like to try to have a baby with you."
'Holy Shit! That definitely wasn't what I was expecting.' I'm not sure, if I'm ready to be a mother.' "You want to try to get me pregnant?"
"Yeah." The look on her face would have been funny, if he hadn't been so serious about what he was trying to say. "I've thought about it a lot. I think that, I'm ready to have children."
"Are you sure that you're fully prepared to be a parent?" The crickets became quiet, as she raised her deep voice. "Their will be a lot of things that you would have to give up."
"I'm ready for it all Rachel!" He softly began to muzzle her hair. Even though his body groaned for sleep, he wouldn't allow himself to drift off. The time spent sleeping was time that he could spend with her. "I've had enough partying to last a lifetime. I've always wanted a family, but until I met you, I never had anyone that I wanted to have a family with."
"You won't be able to go get drunk with Victor, or anything else like that." The silence was now awkward. She just didn't know what to say. "And, no more wild parties!"
"I know," he answered. "What do you say? Do you want to have a baby?"
"It's probably already to late to ask that, since I may be pregnant." His eyes seemed to be sincere. It wasn't like she had to be worried about his parenting skills; she already knew that he would be a great father. "I guess we could always give it a try."
"Yes," he hollered. His hands withheld her in a choking embrace. "You won't regret it!"
She sighed, "I hope not."
Releasing her from a hug, he smiled into her big, purple eyes. They were the most beautiful things that he had ever seen. He buried his head in her chest, "we should definitely start working at getting you pregnant immediately."
"You would like that, wouldn't you?" A soft smile graced her lips. It was like a angel was upon him, singing a sweet song. "Sorry, stud! I've got to take a shower."
He watched her dart into the bathroom, and turn on the water. A sleek smile spread across his face. 'There is always room for two in a shower.' "Oh Rae-Rae, I need to go to the bathroom."
"Hell no, you used that one on me yesterday." There was hostility in her voice, but he knew she didn't mean it. "I'm not letting you in the shower."
"Dang it!"
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