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DEAN:
After spending most of the day doing some packing at the penthouse for our move to Connecticut Ana sent me out to pick up some Chinese food from one of the Chinese restaurants a couple blocks away. She's pregnant and she's craving I am not denying her Chinese food even if I have to walk to get it. I walk into the restaurant and make my way to the counter. I let them know my name and they have it ready for me. I pay them with my debit card before I take my food and leave. As I am walking out the door I run into that asshole, the dick that slept with my wife and blackmailed her with her job so he could get his rocks off. I am not a fan of him. He smugly looks at me with a smirk and says, "Hey, Champ."
"Hey, Asshole," I say.
"So cruel and so harsh," he says.
"I'm sorry, I guess I was supposed to greet the man that screwed my wife with a hug," I say sarcastically. "I deeply apologize maybe next time."
"Your wit, Ambrose, it amuses me."
"I'm sure," I say. "Have a good night," I say. I don't want to have any problems with this guy. I don't want to get into a fight with him. I can't teach my 10 year old not to punch someone out of anger or beat anyone up because they bully her and then go and punch the guy that screwed my wife because he makes smart comments to me. It's better for me to walk away before it all gets ugly.
"Wait," he says, "I heard Ana is pregnant," he says stopping me in my tracks.
"That's not any of your business, Stephen."
"Actually it very well may be my business," he says with a smirk. "You didn't think you were the only one sleeping with Ana did you?"
"I know that it's my baby based on the ultrasound she conceived when she was with me."
"I'd hate for you to be disappointed, Dean. While you were gone Ana and I had a lot of fun. I know the truth is hard to accept. Just how far did Ana go to keep her job?" he asks with a smirk. "How many times did Ana suck me off to keep her job and how many times did Ana let me take her on my desk just to keep her job? Or better yet how many nights did we spend together while you were in Florida and you were out on the road? How many times have we made love?"
My stomach turns at the thought. I had doubts that the baby was mine before but after the ultrasound I knew the baby was mine. I was the only person she was with the night she conceived. I remember the night well. I had won the championship at Mania and at the Mania after party I asked her to marry me. Shortly after we spent the night celebrating our engagement until she and Natalia flew back to New York. He's calling my bluff and I don't like it. He is trying to get me worked up and I'm not going to let him. "Leave Ana's name out of your mouth, you've done enough damage," I say.
"I'm just telling the truth. You didn't think we just ended 2 years ago did you? Ana was very eager to protect her job. She was willing to do anything. I'm sure you know how amazing she is in bed," he says with a smile. I feel my blood boiling but I am resisting the urge to take him out. He deserves it but I'm trying to set an example for Natalia but I would love to punch this guy in his mouth. "I can remember every sound she made, every moan. The way she caressed my skin, the way her toes curled and her nails digging into my bag when she came. That sweet little sound she makes when she came. It was beautiful. The way she took it all from me," he says and I am counting to 10, gripping onto the bags of food. I try to step away but he stands in front of me. "She can really suck someone off one of the best blowjobs I ever had and lets not talk about how greedy she is and how she took all of my release inside her tight little body. She is amazing but then again you already knew that," he says taunting me trying to get me wild up. I refuse to punch this asshole in the face. I refuse to put his head through the window of this restaurant, I refuse to show him how I grew up on the streets in Cincinnati when I was little. He probably never had a real fight in his life. He's dressed in his monkey suit, with his hair slicked back like the prick that he is, the smug look on his face and those ice cold blue eyes looking at me waiting for my reaction.
"I think at the end of the day, Stephen, Ana ends up in my bed and ends up with me. Have a good day," I say.
He's taken aback by my comment but he responds back, "in your bed?" he asks. "I bet you wonder how many times I screwed or made love to Ana in that very bed. Does it still smell like me?" he asks and I am about to explode. I walk away quickly not trying to lose my job by knocking this asshole out. I don't know if anything he says is true and at the moment I don't care but I have to get away before I do something I'm going to regret.
I hustle my way down the busy New York sidewalk. My anger reminds me how much I actually hate being in New York City. I don't like being in crowds or being crunched up between people. It's my OCD and Claustrophobia I can't handle it. There are too many people on this rather warm summer day as I make my way to the penthouse. I hate the traffic too. I don't do well in traffic. I have a break down every time I have to drive in the city. I thank God for Uber and taxi cabs because if I am left to drive it doesn't end well. Ana and I have fought about my colorful language in front of Natalia after I attempted to drive through the city one day. I will never do it again. Then I think about Stephen and how I ran into him like it was no big deal. If I can run into him, Ana can run into him and I don't like that idea. It's obvious the prick hasn't let go of her yet or hasn't gotten over the fact she is not leaving me yet. It's a bitter pill to swallow I will give him that but I don't want him anywhere near Ana to influence her. The sooner we get to Connecticut the better it will be for all of us.
I finally arrive back at the penthouse. I type in the access code as I enter the building. I say hi to the security guard standing by the door. He gives me a small wave as I make my way to the elevator. The doors open and I punch in the code to take me up to the penthouse. I am trying to get rid of my anger before I reach the top but it's not looking good. I don't want to be upset with Ana but what if what Stephen was saying is true, what if the baby isn't mine, what if she did have him in our bed and what if she did have sex with him on his desk at work. My blood is still boiling and my nerves are still bad. The elevator reaches the floor and the doors open. I step out into the foyer of the 3 bedroom penthouse. "Daddy!" yells Natalia as she comes running to the foyer to greet me with a hug.
"I was only gone for 20 minutes," I say with a smile as I hug her back.
"I know but I missed you," she says.
"I missed you too," I say with a smile as I walk into the nearly empty penthouse. The pictures of our happy family are no longer on the wall and packed away. The professional pictures of Natalia are packed away. The walls are bare and as I walk into the kitchen the cabinets are nearly empty as Ana is working on packing up the rest of the kitchen stuff. The stainless steel refrigerator that used to have tons of pictures of Natalia is completely picture free nothing but steel remains. "What are you doing, Ana?" I ask as I see her packing things up. "I told you to take a rest."
"I'm okay," she says as she tries to lift the box but I stop her after I put our food down on the table.
"You're not lifting a box do you hear me?" I ask.
"Yes, Jon," she says as I pick up the box and take it to the living room that's filled with boxes. The living room is bare just like the walls along the way to the kitchen. The couch has been sent to Connecticut along with most of our furniture except our mattresses but all the other furniture has gone to the new house to be put away and organized the way we want it to be. The pictures that were once on the wall have disappeared as well. Everything is packed away and I can't help but to remember how this was the first thing that Ana and I got with our own money. It ran us over $1500 a month but it was well worth it. It is where Natalia grew up and there are plenty of memories here and many memories we have made some good and some bad. I wish I could have been here more and maybe my family wouldn't have nearly fallen apart a couple years ago. I make my way back to the kitchen where Ana is unpacking the food from the bags. She glows in the kitchen light. She looks up at me and smiles. "Food," she says, "I'm starving."
"I bet," I say with a smile. "So where are we eating?" I ask her.
"The living room I guess," she says with a shrug.
"Okay," I say as Natalia and I help her carry the food to the living room. I sit it on the coffee table and we gather around on the floor to eat before I go into the kitchen to get us each a glass of water for dinner by the time I come back Ana is already halfway done with her shrimp fried rice. "Hungry?" I ask handing her water to her.
"Starving," she says with a smile. She is eating a lot lately and it's good to see. "Thanks, Baby for the Chinese food."
"You're welcome," I say with a smile as I open my own rice to eat. "So are you two ready for the move?"
"Yes," says Ana. "I'm ready to have my own house and to have our own backyard."
"Me too," I say, "what about you, Natalia? Are you ready to move?"
"Yeah," she says as she eats her eggroll. "I can't wait to see my new room and I can't wait to be able to actually dance in my room without anyone getting upset."
"You have plenty of room to dance," I say with a smile. "And you're going to go to a new school."
"A better one?" she asks.
"I heard there are a couple of really good schools in Greenwich," I say, "your mom and I have an appointment in a couple weeks once we are settled in to check a couple out. We only want the best for you and want you to go to the best school possible."
"Is it a Catholic school?" she asks.
"Yes," I say, "they both are one of them Stephanie's and Hunter's daughters go to so I know it's a really good school."
"It must be good if they send their children there. I can't wait to check it out," says Ana.
"No more bullying right?" asks Natalia.
"No more bullying," I say, "and hopefully they can work with you on your reading."
"I hope so," she says as she continues to eat. "Can I get a dog when we move? I really want a dog," she says.
I look at Ana and she looks at me giving me this one. "Natalia, I don't know if having a dog is possible at the moment. I mean dogs are a lot of responsibility and with the new baby coming in January I don't think we are up for a dog too."
"I knew that baby was going to ruin my life," says Natalia. "Can't we just have the dog instead of the baby?" she asks.
"The baby is coming whether you want it to or not," says Ana.
"But why can't I get a dog too? You two will have the baby and I will have no one."
"That's not true," I say. "You'll have a baby brother or sister and you'll still have us."
"Yeah right," she says, "you two will be so busy with the baby you'll forget about me and I'll be alone."
"You'll never be alone," I say.
"Please can we get a dog," she begs. I look at Ana and she raises and eyebrow at me. "Please, pretty please," she says.
"Your mom and I have to discuss it more," I say, "and then we'll make a decision. We have to think about it. Okay?"
"Okay," she says with a smile. "I'll take care of it I promise. I'll take it outside, I'll feed it and I'll clean up after it. Please," she begs. "Please, Mom," she says with a smile. "Please."
"And what if the dog chews up my shoes or your shoes? What if the dog chews things up in the house then what?"
"It won't. It will have its own toys," she says, "Please, Mom. I know you're in charge here," she says making me feel emasculated but it's the truth. Ana runs the house. "Please!" She is good because she even sticks the bottom lip out to Ana and gives her the puppy dog eyes. It melts my heart but Ana is tough.
"IF and I mean IF we get a dog," she says, "it will be YOUR responsibility. You will take care of it. You will take it out for walks, you will let it outside for the bathroom and you will clean up after it. You will feed it and give it water. It will be your responsibility," she says sternly.
"I know and I'll take care of the dog I promise," she says, "can I get it please? Can I get a dog please?"
Ana inhales and exhales deeply, "when we get settled into the new house and everything is together your father and I will take you to get a dog. How does that sound?"
"It sounds awesome!" she squeals. "You are the best mom in the world."
She gets up and hugs her tightly and Ana smiles. "Your responsibility."
"Okay I know," she says before she makes her way over to me and hugs me. "You're the best too."
"Thanks, Beautiful," I say with a smile as I kiss her blonde hair before she takes a seat to eat dinner. She actually worked it over on Ana. I have to give the girl credit. Maybe dancing isn't where she needs to be. She needs to be in business like her grandfather just like Ana should have been they are both big negotiators and damn good at it.
LATER THAT NIGHT:
I walk into the bedroom as Ana is putting on a black tank top and nothing else but her black lace panties. I smile at her as I make my way into the room. She looks radiant with her natural glow. Her dark hair pulled up into a messy bun on the top of her head exposing her beautiful neck and that beautiful beauty mark that I love so much on her neck. I slip my shirt off and make my way over to the bed. "Is she asleep?" she asks.
"She was working on it," I say with a smile as we climb into bed together. "I swear it was easier to get laid when she was a baby than it is now. You never know when she's going to walk in here."
Ana lets out a laugh and says, "at least the bedroom in the new house has a lock on the door so we don't have to worry about being interrupted." Natalia has walked in on us a couple times luckily she didn't see much but still the thought of her walking in is unnerving. "So do you want to get laid tonight, Mr. Ambrose?"
"Yeah but I want to talk to you first," I say.
"Okay," she says nervously. "What's up?"
"I ran into Stephen today when I went to get the Chinese food."
"Ugh," she groans. "That douchebag? What happened, Jon?"
"He was running his mouth, Anastasia, that's what happened."
"Whoa why are you calling me Anastasia? You only do that when you're upset with me or when I make you cum and since you're not cumming I take it you're upset with me and for no reason. I haven't talked to Stephen since I quit that job. You know that, Jon so why are we worried about Stephen?"
"Is that baby mine?" I ask.
"You know that it is yours. You're the only person I have slept with in the last two years. I think that makes you the father unless I was impregnated by some other man without my knowledge. You are the only one I had sex with in the last two years. Yes the baby is yours."
"Well, Stephen is saying it is his," I say.
"Well, Stephen is a lying dick," she says, "so why would you believe him? You think I would have unprotected sex with anyone other than you and do you think I would have actual sex with anyone other than you? I love you, Dean. I know I made the mistake of sucking him off and giving him a hand job to keep my job and it was stupid. It was the dumbest thing I could have done and if I could go back and change it I would but it went no further than that. It never did. The only time I slept with him was two years ago and I openly and honestly admit that, Jon. You know that. This baby is yours; 100% yours," she says.
"Well, then you won't mind having a paternity test done on it when it's born then will you? You know just so I can be sure."
"I deserve that," she says, "you want a paternity test fine. When the baby is born we'll have a paternity test. You'll see I'm telling the truth. I haven't had sex with anyone but you for two years and I'll take a lie detector test to prove that to you if you want me to. I'm not lying, Jon. I told you what I did so that we could move on from it not look back on it and dwell on it. I wanted you to know my wrong doings. That's all I have done with him lately and nothing more. I swear to you, Jon. I swear to you."
"Anastasia," I say. "Did you have him in this house and in our bed when you slept with him?"
"God no," she says, "never. I would never do that with Natalia here," she says. "What kind of mother would I be if I brought another man into this apartment and slept with him while my daughter was in the other room? Never, he has never been here."
"He was telling me that he was and that you sucked him off. He talked about how he made love to you, Anastasia, how you make that sound when you find your release and how you dig your nails into his back. That made me sick," I say.
"Well, you obviously know what it is like to make love to me," she says, "and so does he but never have I made love to him here."
"When's the last time you had sex with him, Ana?"
"Two years ago, Jon, I told you this. Two years ago when we hit that rough patch then I broke it off nothing after that but the blow job and the hand job which I told you were mistakes and I regret doing them. I'm telling the truth, Jon. Are you going to believe some prick or your wife?"
"Anastasia, you lied to me before."
"Stop calling me Anastasia, Jonathan Dean!"
"Whoa," I say. "No need for that defamation. I'm just saying you have lied to me before."
"And I came out with the truth. I swear to you, Jon, I have not slept with Stephen or anyone else for two years. You're it. You're the only one, Jon. I swear on my life. Do I need to take a lie detector test to prove this to you?"
"No, Anastasia," I say and I know it's bothering her that I'm calling her that and I don't care. "Did you love him?"
"Jon, what Stephen and I had was an in the moment kind of relationship at least on my part it was. I had no feelings for him. I just wanted to piss you off. I'll admit that. I slept with him back then to piss you off because you were neglecting us and then you were flirting with that announcer girl. I did it because I wanted to upset you and I'm sorry that I did. I never loved him. I have never loved anyone but you. What do I have to do to prove to you that you're the only man I have ever loved and will ever love? I mean I'm getting ready to carry your last name; I kind of do already. I made my vows to you in front of the Lord and declared my love for only you. What more do I have to do? I'll take a lie detector test, have a paternity test done on the baby what more do you want me to do, Jonathan," she says making me cringe. I hate that name so much it reminds me of that asshole that left my mother and found love and made a family with someone else.
"Please, I can handle Jon, I may hate it but please don't call me Jonathan it makes me cringe. Please if you call me anything call me Jon or Dean is better but since you insist on calling me Jon just stick to Jon, Please," I say.
"Then stop calling me Anastasia, you know how much I hate it. I want to be called Ana and I'll stop calling you Jonathan. What do you want me to do to prove to you that you are the only man that holds my heart, Jon? I'll do anything."
"You don't have to do anything," I say. "I get it. I'm the only man you love. You sound honest and I can tell you're telling the truth."
"You can? How?"
"I've known you for 11 years, Ana," I say with a smile. "When you lie your pupils dilate and you get a funny tone in your voice. Your voice is even and even pleading. I know you're telling the truth but I still want a paternity test done on the baby."
"And I owe you that," she says with a smile. "Can I get laid now?" she asks with a smirk.
"Easy, Tiger," I say with a smile. "One more thing."
"Okay," she says.
"Why did you take that job with WWE so soon? I thought we were doing it based off the bet we made for the sex of the baby? What made you change your mind?"
"Because I know you went through a lot of trouble to talk Stephanie and Hunter into talking to me about that job. You had an agenda and you took it. You worked hard so I said yes. Do you not want me to take the job?"
"No, I do want you to take it. I have wanted you to take it for a while now. I'm just glad you took it. I'm happy about that, Ana. You'll be working for the same company I do. You'll be great at your job."
"Thanks," she says, "I'm actually pretty excited about it. It doesn't seem so bad or not as bad as I thought. I shouldn't do creative but I like the idea of writing shows for the Network and having my own show on the Network."
"Why won't you do creative?" I ask as her patience wear thin. She is ready to take me in the bed right now. She straddles me and kisses my lips softly. "Ana," I say breathless, "why?"
"Because, Jon, it's a conflict of interest," she says, "I don't want to write your career for you. I don't want any parts in that," she says as her hands rub my chest softly, her fingers combing through my chest hair. "I feel like if you were to lose a title or something that it would cause conflict between us. I don't want to have any part in it. Okay?" she asks before she kisses my neck softly. Her full and plump breasts in front of me my hands itching to squeeze them and master them and her explanation is enough for me. She takes her soft hands over my chest and squeezes my nipples; HARD. "NOW can I get laid, Jon?" she asks and my nipples are on fire as she grasps them in her hands. This is one of her best negotiating tactics with me. She knows what she's doing. "Well?" she asks raising an eyebrow and squeezing harder.
"Yes," I say at her mercy, "take me, Ana," I say as she lets go of my nipples and I breathe relief. She has a tight grip and it was a nasty pinch.
"Just what I wanted to hear," she says with a smile before her lips are on mine, she smooths her tongue across my lips and I part them allowing her tongue access to my mouth. Her tongue finds mine, caressing it softly as my hands find their way up her shirt and find her tits. I take them into my hand and softly massage and knead at them. Ana takes over, kissing my neck softly, nibbling and sucking it softly as she trails down my body, savoring every inch of me. I moan at her touch, her soft nibbles and her soft sucks across my abs. She stands up over me and removes her tank top and her black lace panties. I waste no time stripping out of my basketball shorts and throwing them to the floor meeting her shirt and panties. I'm hard and ready for her to take me however she wants to take me. She smiles at me and lowers herself down onto my thick erection. I moan as I fill her and she moans as she lowers herself. She starts to move, making love to me. Her body lying on top of mine as she moves, I meet her rhythm. The moans of pleasure and ecstasy fill the room. She captures my lips with hers as she kisses me deeply and passionately as we continue to make love to one another. Her hands are in my hair and she pulls gently as I feel her tighten around my erection. She's close and with one last thrust into her we fall apart together, cumming together as our kiss intensifies. We ride out our release before she collapses her body on mine leaving us breathless. My heart is pounding and our sweat is mixing together. I run my fingers up and down her spine softly. We're both reluctant to move. She sits up a few minutes later and looks down at me with her beautiful dark brown eyes. "It is only you, Jon," she says and she doesn't have to say anymore before I roll her over onto her back and make love to her once more before we fall asleep together in each other's arms.
*A/N: What did you think of Dean running into Stephen when he picked up dinner? What did you think of all the things Stephen said to Dean about Ana? Was he doing it to start trouble? ARe you surprised Dean didn't punch the guy? What did you think of Ana giving into Natalia about the dog? Do you think it's a good idea? Do you think Dean's intentions of moving to CT are to get Ana out of New YOrk and away from Stephen? Do you believe that Ana runs the house and is in charge? What did you think of Dean confronting her about what STephen said, is Ana telling the truth or is she lying about what all happened to him? Is the baby Dean's? What do you think about Dean asking for a paternity test? Are you surprised Ana said yes? Please review and thank-you for reading.