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Chapter Twenty-Five

"I'm telling you, Shawn, Steph is going to be mine once again. I'd give it to the end of the year before she's filing for divorce from Angle." Levesque reported to his best friend via his cell phone as he walked into his house. He was just coming home from spending the day with Stephanie and their daughter.

This was the first time in a while that Paul had called Shawn. He was just calling his friend now because of how good he felt about his most recent visit with his ex-wife.

"How was it spending time with Aurora? Did she seem to warm up to you?" Shawn asked. Michaels disregarded the comments Levesque had made about the Angles and was more concerned about how his friend faired with spending time with his daughter.

"Yeah I was great with her. I could tell Steph was eating it up. She didn't come out and say it but I'm thinking her and Angle are having some marital discord. She spent the whole day at her parents' house with me and where was he? I bet what I told him about me and Steph got to him. It's so easy to fuck with him." Levesque explained with a huge smile.

"Well I hope you are putting this much effort into spending time with your little girl. She's the reason for those visits, Paul." Shawn reminded his friend. He was trying to keep the focus of the conversation on the three year old but Paul wasn't getting it.

"Stephy is falling back in love with me. I mean, why else would she want me at her kid's first birthday party? She's expecting me to bring Torrie Wilson with me because she thinks we are dating. I just have to figure out how to convince Torrie to go with me. Oh well, I'll think of something. Hey, I've got to go, man. I'll talk to you soon."

Baby Andrew was fast asleep in his crib after getting a dose of his medicine, and Aurora had been next to be put to bed. A few hugs and kisses were given before Steph left her little girl's room with the nightlight on. With both children asleep, Stephanie walked back downstairs and into her spacious kitchen. She glanced at the green digital read out of her microwave clock. 9:15; it felt later than that. Kurt wouldn't be home until much later. The UFC event had just gotten underway. It would be just her and the kids for most of the night.

Steph let out a large yawn before she made her way over to the kitchen counter where Aurora's dinner plate and Andrew's baby food bowl were still sitting. She had been busy with the kids ever since dinner and hadn't had a chance to clean up. Even though she was ready to go to bed, she refused to leave the kitchen a mess. She placed both the dish and the bowl in the sink and then turned on the kitchen faucet. With the water on, she shifted the chrome faucet handle to the left. As she waiting the few moments for the water to get hot, she grabbed the handle to her energy save dishwasher and opened it.

"I have to do everything…Can't do a thing right…" Steph muttered to herself the moment she pulled out the top rack of the dish washer.

Kurt had loaded the glasses and bowls in the wrong way. It wasn't done to her standard, just like most of the other chores he did around the house. Maybe it was his way of trying to get out of doing them: If she kept having to fix his screw ups around the house, she would eventually stop asking him to do the chores. Lord knows Kurt would just be happy playing with the kids, working out, and watching MMA matches.

After rearranging all the glasses, bowls, dishes, and silverware in the dish washer to her specifications, she rinsed the two dishes in the sink and then placed them in the washer. The abrupt sound of the garage door in the laundry room opening caused her to jump as she took a sharp inhale. It just about scared her to death. Steph stood up right, her eyes focused on the doorway to the laundry room. Her eyes widened as she began to hear footsteps. She held her breath, knowing that the steps were getting closer.

"You scared the shit out of me. What are you doing home so early?" Steph asked after letting herself exhale when she saw it was her husband that had come home. Her heart was pounding.

Kurt looked like the proverbial deer in the headlights as he stood there wide eyed with one of his arms behind his back. He looked like the delinquent teenager that had just gotten caught getting home way passed curfew.

"I didn't stay for the event. I'd rather be with you and the kids. I want to apologize." Kurt muttered before he slowly revealed the reason why he had is arm behind him.

Steph raised a single eyebrow, tilting her head to the side as she caught sight of the beautiful bouquet of two dozen red roses. Was this his way of smoothing things over after their arguments from that morning and the night before? Angle studied his wife's face, waiting for any hint of happiness or love to surface.

During the awkward moments of silence, Stephanie couldn't help but think back to the many times during her first marriage that Paul would apology to her with roses. It was a tired cliché: husband screws up and comes home with flowers to make all his misdeeds disappear.

"So what happens now, Kurt? You flash flowers from behind your back and I'm supposed to forget why I'm mad at you?" Steph asked sounding unmoved by the bouquet of roses. With a bend of her leg, she quickly slammed shut the dishwasher door forcing the upper rack to be pushed back into the unit with the sound of glasses clanking together.

"No, I don't expect that. You have every right to be mad at me…" Kurt confessed in a defeated tone of voice while he closed the distance between himself and his wife.

"I was a selfish jerk both last night and this morning. That's the last thing I want to be and I know that's the last thing you want in your life, another jealous husband. I just love you so much, Stephy. I don't know what I would do if I didn't have you and the kids." Angle explained. Toward the end, his voice began to crack as his raw emotions began to spill out in the form of tears.

Stephanie's bitchy demeanor was quickly replaced with sympathy and love for her husband. Slowly, Steph took the bouquet of roses from her husband and laid them on the counter top. Seeing how visibly upset he was becoming showed her how serious he was about making things right between them. Why else would he blow off the UFC event to return to her if he wasn't serious?

"I love you too. I was just so hurt when you let Lesnar say all those terrible things about Aurora's father." Steph replied falling into his arms for an embrace. She was getting teary eyed too as she let her emotions come to the surface.

"I know, baby. I should have known that and stood up for you. I guess I get a little carried away with being one of the guys. I will never put you in that situation again…I promise you that." Angle told his wife in serious tone of voice.

After hearing Kurt's pledge, Steph let go of the embrace and looked him directly in the eyes. She was staring right into his greenish blue eyes to sense if he was speaking truthfully. Nothing gave her the impression that he wasn't.

"I also want you to promise me that you will end this animosity between you and Paul. I don't care who started it, I want you on your best behavior around him. Do it for Aurora." Stephanie instructed bringing her hands up to Kurt's face as she spoke to him.

Shane was right. If Kurt had got with his instincts and smashed Levesque's face in, it would have only pushed him farther away from Stephanie. It was now clear to Angle that Stephanie's recent focus on her ex-husband was only with her daughter in mind. Paul had been blowing smoke up his ass and it was the last time he would ever fall for it.

"Babe, you know I don't like the guy. If it was just me, I would be happy to never see him again. But I know it's not about me. I understand that it's important to you for Aurora to have a decent relationship with him. And if something is important to you and Aurora, then it's important to me too. I can't promise that I will be able to completely bury the hatchet with him. I'm going to try to be civil, but only for you, Steph. I'll do it for you."

A smile formed on Stephanie's face before she nodded in approval. She felt relieved that Kurt finally understood where she was coming from. Once again, they were on the same page. Her marriage was now one less thing she had to worry about.

Steph gave Kurt one more kiss on the lips before turning her attention to the bouquet of roses on the counter. She needed to cut the stems and put them in water. Stephanie turned her back on her husband before she took the plastic wrapping off the roses and grabbed.

"Are the kids in bed already?" Angle asked taking a quick look around the kitchen for any sign of his son or his stepdaughter.

"Yeah, of course they are, it's after nine. We spent all day outside so they both went down really easily. They were exhausted." Steph explained placing the roses in a vase that she grabbed from one of the kitchen cabinets.

"So it's safe to say that we have the entire night to ourselves?" He inquired further with a sly smile on his face. Kurt positioned himself directly behind his wife. His large hands he placed on her hips, pulling slowly pulling her back against his hard body.

"Possibly…Feels like someone wants some makeup sex…" Steph turned her head and replied with a giggle. She could feel that her husband was already ready to go.

As an unspoken way to answer his wife, Angle began kissing her neck while at the same time his hands slowly moved to the front of her body. He lovingly caressed her stomach with both hands before moving them lower.

"Hey, hey, not right now! We'll start fooling around when we get upstairs!" Steph exclaimed with a laugh and she grabbed her husband's thick arms with both of her hands and pulled so that his hands would be removed from inside her black shorts.

"I don't want to wait. Let's just fuck right here." Kurt replied with some heavy breathing. He was getting all worked up as he started grinding his lower half against his wife's backside.

"Aurora is right upstairs. What if she wakes up and comes in to the kitchen?" Steph explained turning around to hold her husband back for making any more advances.

"She won't. You said yourself that she's completely knocked out. We'll be really quiet." Kurt whispered with a smile, demonstrating how quiet he could be before he leaned forward and went right back to kissing her.

Stephanie sighed, giving in to her husband's overwhelming need to make love to her right there and then. Their kissing continued as her hands undid his dress pants. The moment she had finished, Angle quickly pulled her t-shirt up and over her head and tossed it on the counter top. He reached behind his wife, beginning to fiddle with her bra clasp before she reached behind and undid it herself. Kurt immediately buried his face in her chest while Steph took a second to let her hair down. She then turned her attention to her husband's dress shirt and tie. She almost clawed the clothing off of him. Now, like her husband, Stephanie was ready and wanted to get right down to business. Angle sensed her urgency and took charge turning her around. A naughty smile formed on Steph's face as she leaned over the kitchen counter. She felt him forcefully pull her shorts and panties down causing her to step out of them. And then Angle did the same with his pants and briefs.

"Ugh fuck yes…We should fight and make up more often…" Kurt muttered in sheer ecstasy as he entered his wife with a strong thrust. Steph then matched both his moans and motion while closing her eyes. The night was ending better than they both expected it to.