Chapter 13 - Stupid

Today was a perfect day.

He ran his fingers down her face, throat, collar bones while hovering over her then his lips trailed after his fingers. He looked up and noticed her mahogany hair was disheveled and her lips were puffy from his kisses; she had random patches of whisker burn from his beard as they had been making love at all hours since they'd gotten to his place Wednesday afternoon.

"Stay right there."

Colby got out of bed and grabbed his cell phone. He couldn't pass up the opportunity to snap a few pictures with Alison looking as delicious and beautiful as she did at that moment. She had come home with him to Davenport Iowa for their two days off and hadn't even left the bed yet.

"Don't hide from me, you're stunning right now."

He jumped back into bed, both of them stark naked and neither cared, though Alison had pulled the sheet up to cover all of her intimate parts. He snapped a few pictures of her and dove under the sheet when she tried covering herself up, even getting a few of them smiling into the camera. Sometimes just being in bed naked with the woman was the best thing that could happen.

Alison squealed when Colby jumped under the sheets with her. It was the sweetest way to spend the morning. He pulled her into his arms as he pulled the sheet up and over their head like it was a sheet fort built for two only. She giggled as he blew raspberries on her sensitive neck; all the while snapping pictures and videos of them together.

Alison stopped as she looked up and his chocolate orbs had returned, the lust was gone but it wasn't forgotten. They would get back to it, but for right now it was just the little things. The kisses and caresses and the looks, laughs, sweet simple touches; that's what made it a perfect day to be spent in bed. Their lips met once again as her fingertips touched his love handles which were pure muscle, as they slid around his torso to his back and up as her finger tips traced his muscle definition.

When they broke for air, Alison buried her face in his chest, just completely taking all of him into her. She felt his arms tighten around her body as he kissed the top of her head. "How are we going to make this work Colby? I live in Florida and you live in Iowa? I mean we can't just be together on the road; days off are going to be messed up apart. I don't even want to think about trying to lay in bed at home without you wrapped around me. We didn't have to try to make it work when we were both at separate jobs for the first 6 months, but now we work for the same company and have the same days off."

Colby sighed gently, nuzzling the top of her head and could feel the apprehension flowing through her. "Our days off we can alternate between our places. I'll go to Florida with you and then you can come to Iowa with me. We won't be apart ever unless you need your space, I promise." He lifted her chin with his strong hand and brushed his lips against hers, relishing the feeling of her body pressed against his.

"And then when the time is right, I want you to move to Iowa and live with me permanently. But we're not there yet and I'm a patient man, believe it or not. So you just tell me when you want to move in and we'll make it happen." He looked up when a knock sounded at the door and had forgotten they ordered Chinese. "Stay here, I'll go get it and we can eat in here. You're not leaving this bed today." Colby kissed her softly and slid out of bed, quickly tossing on a pair of black pajama pants and opened the door to go get the food.

Alison caught a chill when Colby left the bed. She saw his t-shirt laying across a chair; she reached over and pulled it on. It barely covered her rear-end, but it was warm and GOD it smelt of his cologne. If she was being truthful with herself; she could move in with him tomorrow and wouldn't bat an eyelash.

He took the food to the kitchen as he pulled two bowls out and put some of the chow mien in one with the cashew chicken that he knew Alison was so fond of and then rice and Lemon chicken for him in the other bowl. Walking back inside the bedroom, Colby kicked the door shut with the two bowls of food and had to bite back a groan at the sight of his woman with his t-shirt on. "That's the sexiest fuckin thing I've ever seen. Damn."

Alison blushed when Colby said that as she looked down before looked back up at him. "I hope you don't mind me borrowing your shirt. I got a chill." She watched as he put her bowl down in front of her before leaning over capturing her lips in a sweet kiss, her hands came up and cupped his beard covered cheeks holding him there for a few minutes; subconsciously her thumbs were rubbing along his jaw. "Mmmmm I could really get used to your kisses; actually I could really get used to your everything." She mumbled against his lips before kissing him one last time. "C'mon let's eat, well never make it through another round on an empty stomach."

She couldn't believe how lucky she'd gotten with Colby. She knew he had his jealousy issues but it would pass hopefully the more she saw how her and Joe's friendship worked.

How could she be so stupid to let Joe kiss her?

How could she almost ruin everything she and Colby had because Joe couldn't let go of her?

She already knew she needed to talk to Joe and make him understand that nothing else could happen between them.

How stupid could she be?

"Honey..."

Her voice pierced through the silence of his garage. He'd been out there all day working on the bikes and just basically tinkering with them. He needed to get out of the house. He found all the solitude he could handle in his garage. He looked up and watched as his wife walked into the garage with that 'perfectly happy to see him' smile on her face. He stood from the chair he'd parked his wrangler covered ass in four hours ago and walked towards her. "What's up baby?" His deep southern draw asked softly.

Pale blue eyes twinkled as she smiled before she tugged on her husband's goatee. "I'm getting ready to take the girls into town. They have a few things they need for school and then we need to go grocery shopping; you want to come?"

He shook his head negatively. "Oh yea that's exactly what I want to do. Go shopping with a truck load of estrogen. Are you outta whatever is left of your mind woman?" He asked with a wry chuckle.

She gave him one of her patented fake glares before she pushed up on her toes and kissed his lips softly. "Fine ya chicken shit. You need anything while were out?"

"As long as I got my beer, my Harley's and you women I don't need much else." He admitted to her.

"I seem to have noticed we women were third on the list behind the beer and bikes." She teased back.

He laid his right hand over his heart. "Last on the list, first in my heart." He stated honestly to her.

"Good cover old man." She kissed his lips again as she took his truck keys from his back pocket; not before giving his right butt cheek a good squeeze in the pocket.

"Hey now! That's how we got the little one there!" He teased. "Don't start something you ain't gonna be here to finish." He warned.

"Mmmmhmmmm." She hummed in a smarmy tone. "Love you, call if you can think of anything you need." She turned and piled in the truck with his two daughters from his second marriage and their daughter as well; making sure everyone was buckled in before backing down the driveway.

He watched as the big silver pick up drove down the drive way and turned heading towards town. He knew he would have a few hours to kill; shopping days always took at least three hours because of all the different stores that had to hit.

Long legs that were encased in jeans carried him around the house as his boots thudded against the wooden floor. Acid green eyes looked around the house to make sure he was really alone; he was about to venture into something he wasn't really sure he was ready to share with his third wife just yet. It was probably the biggest secret he'd ever kept from every single person in his life.

Something about his encounter during the week he was on the road with WWE made him think of the woman he met all those years ago. The woman he cheated on his first wife with; fitting since he was the man that she cheated on her husband with.

It was so long ago.

He could remember every detail.

She had been in Chicago Illinois for a training seminar for the company she worked for and he was there with the WWE - well WWF at the time before the big name change. He had accidentally bumped into her in the lobby and some kind of sparks started flying. They spoke for a few brief moments as he apologized and then they went their separate ways. Fate intervened and he bumped into her again as she was eating a quiet meal alone in the hotel restaurant. He walked up and spoke with her again and she was nice enough to ask him to join her. He wasn't sure who suggested they retire to one of their rooms but it was there that they made the deal.

One night - the only stipulation was they were to never speak about it again. They would never contact one another and wouldn't exchange phone numbers. It was NOT going to be some illicit affair they would have for months or even years on end. She expressed how truly happy she had been with her husband and couldn't see her way away from him ever. He felt the same exact way about his wife. Well at the time that was how he felt before their marriage began to fall apart a few months later.

He remembered every minute of that night and had never been able to replicate it with any other woman since then...not even any of his wives. It was as if that moment and that night with her was supposed to belong to ONE woman and one woman ONLY - and it did.

Her hands were soft as she ran them up and down his naked body; the thought of her fingertips touching him gave his big body the chills. Again a sensation none of his wives could reproduce. Being buried inside of her body was like a tight warm wet velvet glove that had been made specifically for him. Her moans were music to his ears and the way her cries of ecstasy echoed off the hotel walls just made him want to stay inside of her body all night long...so he did.

When the morning came he pulled her into his arms and kissed her nearly breathless as they quietly murmured goodbye to one another; at the time they both vowed to take the secret to the grave.

He walked into his office and turned the dial on his safe as he unlocked his safe. Normally all his real estate paperwork and keys were in it, but he'd placed a white envelope in there years ago; just putting it aside and out of his mind. As soon as he'd seen who it was from he wanted to keep it, but at the same time he didn't want to bring back an old memory that he couldn't do anything about. So the envelope sat in his safe for the last 25 or so years.

He quickly found the white envelope as he pulled it out and back up until the back of his knees found his office chair. He opened the envelope and pulled the piece of paper out of it as his eyes began to read across the paper.

My Love,

I know it's been quite a few months since our little indiscretion happened. I have to be honest, I have never been unfaithful to my husband before I met you.

I'm not even sure what possessed me to do it.

That night we spent at the Hilton was one of the best nights I spent away from my husband, don't get me wrong I love my husband but he's the only man I have ever been with. I lost my virginity to Michael when I was 16, we went to the same college and married right after graduation. We both got jobs at the same company. No marriage is perfect and we've had our shares of ups and downs, but I have always believed my husband is truly the love of my life.

I have never strayed from my husband before the night we shared together.

I know we said no contact after that night and I stuck to it until now. I needed to tell you something because you deserved to know; I wasn't going to bother you but you have every right to know that I recently gave birth to a baby girl.

She may look like me but your DNA is in her as well as mine. I will never tell Michael that she doesn't belong to him and I will never tell her either. She will only ever have one father. I will also never tell Michael he couldn't get me pregnant; it would break his heart and it would kill me to tell him that.

You have to know that I will never forget you - not ever.

You'll always be that one guy who I shared that one amazing night with.

Love Marie.

He knew there was a reason he kept the envelope from her for the last 25 years. He could never bring himself to open it. And now that he had he couldn't believe the words he had read; the words she had written to him. After the one night they shared they'd made a deal not to ever see each other again simply because she did love her husband and he did love his wife at the time. He had been married 2 more times since his first wife and was finally happy with Michelle.

How stupid could he be to never read the letter?

His acid green eyes looked down at the Polaroid picture that was folded up with the letter; the baby girl in the woman's arms was absolutely breathtakingly beautiful from her ten pink toes to the top of her mahogany curls.

And she was his daughter.