Stephanie found herself once again sitting in a rental car in front of John's house. She wasn't really sure why she was here, but with the way Paul had acted toward her she thought his offer to her earlier that day was sounding better and better.
She got out of the vehicle and walked up the path to his house; she reached the door and reached her hand out to ring the doorbell. He answered a few moments later with a shocked look on his face as to why she was back here.
"Hey what are you doing here?" He asked her looking over her shoulder at the large vehicle sitting in his driveway.
"I told Paul and well here I am."
"Oh I guess he didn't take it well then, is that why you have that SUV?"
"Yeah I have all of my bags; I was hoping you'd take pity and invite me in." She said slightly joking with him even though she wasn't in the best of moods.
"Yeah, come on in, I'll get your things and then we can talk or something."
"Okay I'll be in the living room."
"Okay baby," He said letting her walk by him and into the house before walking to the car she had rented and grabbing her bags.
After two trips to the car he closed the door and walked into his living room and sat down next to her on the couch. "So what are we going to do?"
"I don't know, I just couldn't go to my brother's or my parent's houses because I don't really feel like answering their questions and getting those disapproving looks."
"That's understandable, and you can stay here as long as you want to baby."
"Thanks," She said scooting closer and wrapping her arms around his neck in a hug. He wrapped his arms around her slender waist pulling her closer.
"Have you thought about what I said this morning?"
She pulled away and looked into his eyes for a moment before answering. "Yeah I have thought about it, and I think I'd like to try it out and see what happens."
"You have no idea how happy I am to hear you say that Steph."
She smiled at him again before he once again took her into his arms. She liked the feel of someone actually being happy about being with her and hugged him back just as tightly.
He pulled away from her smiling at her before standing up and taking her hands and pulling her into a standing position as well. He started to walk out of the room, her hand still tightly clasped in his own.
"Where are we going Johnny?"
"To celebrate baby."
"I just broke up with my husband and you think I'm up for sex?"
"Baby when I said celebrate I meant going out to dinner." He said stopping to look at her.
"Oh, well whatever I totally knew that."
"Sure Steph, whatever you say."
"Where are we going to go? I don't want to be underdressed."
"Where do you want to go?" He asked answering her question with one of his own.
"Um….somewhere really nice."
He rolled his eyes slightly at her but then smiled in her direction. "Okay fine let's go get dressed then."
"Sounds good to me." She said walking over to her bags and going through one of them to find a nice dress to wear to dinner.
While she was doing this, he walked up to his room to find something to wear as well. He opened his closet and went in searching for that suit she liked of his. He smiled when he found it remembering the day she had made him buy it.
"John what about this one?" He turned around to see where she was at and saw her by the men's suits.
"Steph I thought we were here so you could find a dress?"
"We are but don't you think this would look good on you? I think it would look so cute."
"Cute huh?"
"Uh-huh." She said smiling as she watched him walk over to her.
"Doesn't your husband have one like that?" He asked after he had gotten closer to inspect what she was talking about.
"It's a little different."
He looked into her smoky gray-blue eyes and couldn't explain why he had decided that being with a married woman was a good idea. He knew she would never leave her husband but he had fun with her, and he knew she had a good time with him so he liked to leave it at that.
But then she smiled at him and he remembered that he couldn't leave it at that because he was slowly falling for her a little more every time he was with her.
He broke from his reverie as he heard her calling from downstairs. "Did you find something? Because I am almost ready and I expected you down here before I was dressed."
"Yeah I just had a hard time finding that one suit that you like, but I have it, I'll be down in a minute."
He got dressed not knowing he had taken so long, he supposed he had just gotten lost in his thoughts. He usually did when they involved Stephanie. He finished getting ready and walked back downstairs and into the living room to see her on the couch putting make up on her face.
"Hey you took forever, oh by the way sometime this week we need to find me a doctor around here so I don't have to fly to Connecticut just to see my doctor. "
"Okay baby, maybe we can do that tomorrow. Exactly how many weeks along are you?"
"Well my doctor said I was almost a month and she gave me the prescription for the pre-natal vitamins which I need to get."
"Wow this is a lot of work." He said laughing softly.
"Don't worry I have way more work to do. So we defiantly need to find me a doctor here, I am supposed to have another appointment in a couple of weeks."
"We can do that tomorrow then, are you ready?"
"Yeah," With that she stood up and did a little twirl for him.
"Gorgeous as usual."
Paul was sitting on his couch with a beer in one hand and the remote in the other. He had called Shawn after Stephanie had left and the man was flying here to hang out with his best friend. He didn't know how he was supposed to tell anyone what had happened.
His wife was pregnant with another man's child, and was probably with him at this very moment. He knew Shawn would tell him it wasn't his fault and that Stephanie had just been a whore, but he knew at least part of this was his fault.
He knew he should have paid more attention to her because she was his wife and he knew she needed attention, but for some reason he always found something he felt was more important at the moment.
He heard a knock on the door and shouted out for the person on the other side to come in. He knew it was his best friend and he found out he was right as the man in question walked in and sat down next to him.
"So what happened man?"
"We had a stupid fight and she told me that she was pregnant."
"Oh wow, congratulations, there is nothing in the world like being a dad…wait why are you upset about this?"
"It's not mine, its Cena's."
"Oh, I am so sorry to hear that Paul, I always knew she was a slut, but damn."
"Well I don't place all of the blame on her, it's my fault too. I was the one that pushed her into his arms in the first place."
"Paul none of this was your fault, the marriage was rough for you too, and you didn't go sleep with another woman, let alone get her pregnant."
"Yeah I know, and I'm not taking the full blame but I should have paid more attention to her among other things. I don't blame myself for her getting pregnant with his kid but I am the one that practically shoved her into his arms.
"Maybe you could have paid a little more attention to her, but it was her own fault this happened, you never shoved her into his direction. She went there all on her own."
"Yeah, maybe but I still feel responsible for some of this."
"You know what you need right now my friend?"
"What?" Paul asked looking toward his friend and hoping he wasn't going to suggest bar hopping or anything.
"You need to forget about her for a little while, let's go out to dinner or something and maybe go to a bar."
"Dinner sounds good, but I don't feel like going to a bar."
"Whatever you want my friend."
John pulled into the parking lot of a restaurant that he knew Stephanie would like. He found a spot and parked before shutting the car off and opening his door. He got out and then ran around to the other side of his truck to open the door for Stephanie.
He lent her his hand and helped her hop out of the vehicle before they walked into the restaurant. They were seated and handed their menus and sat there quietly for a few moments.
Stephanie didn't know what she was thinking. She loved Paul but he was such an ass to her and while she had feelings for John they were nowhere near what she felt for her husband. She smiled at John not wanting him to know what she was thinking about.
She was always happy when she was with him, and she loved being in his arms and just being around him in general, but at the same time she knew what she felt on the inside.
She missed her husband.