CH 3
Adam opened their bedroom door guiding her in. Stacy went to Adam's dresser taking out one of his t-shirts as Adam leaned against the door watching her.
"Did you leave the party early?" Adam asked as she looked up at him.
"I left after the fireworks, why?"
"Melina was looking for you. She asked me where you were and I had no idea. I told her you probably went home since I upset you before the party," Adam came towards her wrapping his arms around her waist. "Are you still mad at me?"
"No sweetie," she caressed his face.
"Good, your dad gave me some good news tonight. He is seriously thinking about giving me the championship," Adam beamed with happiness not noticing the sadness flash in his wife's eyes for a few moments. "It would be great if you helped convince him to make that plan definitely happen." She didn't say a word just deeply sighed breaking away from her husband heading into the bathroom shutting the door. She was so tired of every conversation being about his career and what she should do to help him. She just for once wanted to forget about his career and spend some happy times with Adam.
"You know Stacy it isn't wrong to help my career along a little. The better my career is the better our kids lives will be," he said through the closed door. Stacy felt the tears coming to her eyes as she dropped her robe pulling on his shirt over her curvy slender body. He always tried to guilt her into talking to her Dad but this was the first time he had tried the children route and it tore at her heart. She had mentioned having a baby when they first were married and he shot the idea down right away. He kept telling her they had to wait till his career was more stable. Now she was happy they didn't have a child with the way Adam was acting and the way they had been arguing. "Come on angel, please don't get mad."
"Adam, I don't want to talk about this right now," she opened the door swallowing her tears as she passed him.
"Fine, can we talk about it in the morning?" he grabbed her arm pulling her against his strong body.
"Yes," she softly answered as he leaned down kissing her.
"Thanks angel. I love you so much," Adam caressed her face kissing her again.
"I love you too," she whispered fighting back her tears wishing she knew for sure if he really did love her or did he love the fact she was the boss's daughter. When they first started dating and gotten married she never had doubts about his love, but over the last two years she was getting more and more doubts. The whimpering of the dog made Stacy tense in her husband's arms.
"I forgot to let Sasha out I'll be right back," Stacy broke away from her husband.
"Hurry back beautiful," he kissed her softly before she disappeared out the door. He looked after her for a moment then headed to take a shower.
Stacy found Sasha scratching at the back door. "I'm sorry girl I didn't mean to forget you," Stacy opened the sliding door surprised when she saw Quincy lying on her deck. Sasha went to Quincy kneeling next to him. "I'm sorry Quincy I forgot about you too. You can stay here too," Stacy kneeled down patting the huge brown and black German Shepherd. He licked her hand making her smile. She stood up and was surprised to see Mark watching her from the doorway.
"I'm sorry I didn't hear you come down," Stacy said looking into his green eyes.
"I wanted to thank you again for everything," Mark softly said coming close giving her a hug.
"Anytime you need a place to stay my door is always open," she softly said.
"The nonsense with Steph is going to end soon one way or another. First she kicked me out of our bedroom now the house. I can't take much more," Mark slowly let her go seeing the surprise on her face. "What's wrong?"
"She kicked you out of the bedroom?"
"Yeah about four months ago," Mark deeply sighed. "My marriage is really fucked up."
"Mark, you can save it. I know you don't want me to but I'm going to talk to Stephanie tomorrow and see if I can help," Stacy said making him shake his head no.
"I've already been too much trouble for you," he hesitated for a moment searching her eyes seeing a deep sadness. "I might be wrong but I think your marriage troubles are worse then you let on."
"My marriage is fine. Adam and I are fine," she said turning away from him. He deeply sighed staring at her till she turned back around.
"Stacy, you can't lie to me. I know you too well," he reached out running his fingers slowly along her cheek as her eyes glistened with tears. She stared into his eyes for a few minutes before hugging him resting her head against his chest. He held her comforting her. "Tell me what's going on with you and Adam."
"Mark, I can't right now with him close by. I have to head back upstairs," she slowly pushed away from him.
"I understand but when you're ready I'm here."
"Thanks Mark, I'll see you in the morning," she kissed his cheek.
"Good night Stacy," he kissed her cheek giving her one more hug before she headed upstairs. Mark stayed outside for a few minutes dealing with his mix of emotions. He knew he should be worried about his marriage falling apart but his mind was all on Stacy and wanting to find out why she was so upset.
Stacy was awoken the next morning by Adam jumping out of bed at the sound of the alarm clock. She glanced over at the clock seeing it was 6 am.
"Where are going so early?" she sleepily asked watching him as he pulled on a pair of shorts.
"Your dad is going jogging around 6:30. I figured I'd join him. You get some more sleep and I'll wake you when I come back," he leaned down kissing her softly. "I see you in a bit beautiful."
"Have fun," she softly said closing her eyes listening to him rummage around the room for a few more minutes before heading out. Stacy tossed and turned for a few minutes trying to go back to sleep. Finally she gave up deciding to get up and make breakfast for Adam and Mark. She was getting clothes out of her closet when the sound of her sister's voice through the open window caught her attention. Stephanie was never one to be up early in the morning. Stacy went to the window dropping her things in shock at the sight of Stephanie in a night shirt with her legs wrapped around Dave Batista kissing him passionately on her back deck.
"What a bitch," Stacy said feeling anger coarse through her body not believing Stephanie had the nerve to flaunt her affair. Stacy silently hoped Mark was still asleep.
"I'll see you later handsome," Stephanie smiled as Dave put her down giving her one last kiss before heading off. Stacy quickly pulled on a pair of black shorts and dark blue tank top not bothering to do her hair. She rushed through the house out the back towards her sister's home. Stephanie was sitting on her floral swing happily smiling drinking a cup of coffee.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Stacy exclaimed coming onto the porch taking Stephanie by complete surprise.
"What did I do?" Stephanie innocently asked putting her cup down.
"I just saw your over night guest leave. You're going to lose Mark if you don't stop being a slut," Stacy stared into her sister's brown eyes seeing no remorse.
"I'm not a slut!" Stephanie stood up getting in her little sister's face. "You better turn your ass around and head back home. I can do whatever I like with whoever I like."
"What about your husband?"
"He has become boring and all he talks about is having kids. I'm not ready to be a mom. I'm only thirty years old I want to do so many more things before I get saddled down with kids," Stephanie softened her tone slightly backing away from Stacy.
"Why don't you tell him that."
"I did tell him I want to wait awhile to have kids. He has been a depressed boring jackass ever since so I've been spending time with Dave. Its all fun no worries and no arguing about anything," Stephanie smuggily said making Stacy look at her in disgust. "Oh don't you dare give me that look. I can't be like you. I would have had tons of affairs by now if I was you being married to Mr. Kiss Ass. I swear he loves our father more than you."
"Steph, don't turn this around on me," Stacy snapped back not wanting her marriage dragged into the mess.
"Stacy, I'm asking you to stay out of this. I'm your sister. Mark is nothing to you so don't take his side. This conversation is over. I have to leave shortly for New York and still haven't packed. I'll see you this weekend at your birthday party," Stephanie said not giving Stacy a chance to respond as she stormed in the house slamming and locking the door. Stacy stood on the porch shaking her head in frustration. She was about to head home when she felt like she was being watch. She looked around seeing Mark from the guest room window staring at her. Stacy wrapped her arms around herself letting out a troubled sigh wishing she had never seen Stephanie and Dave together. Their eyes stayed locked for a few moments before she looked away heading back to her house hoping she could keep the secret from Mark.