Ok I know this one is short and sad but I promise the next chapter will be better. Please review and let me know what you think.
When they got back to the house Toby and Spencer helped the kids into their beds. They had a drink at the kitchen table. It was weird for both of them yet familiar.
"It's late" Spencer said getting up from the table.
Toby was following her up the stairs to their bedroom when she turned to him.
"Do you need any help making up the rollaway bed?" She asked coolly. He stopped in his tracks. He'd just assumed they'd be sharing their bed again.
"Come on Spencer, that bed is so uncomfortable I won't get any rest" he complained while giving her the puppy dog eyes.
She gave him the steely cold look. He got the message loud and clear.
"Rollaway bed, I got it" he said turning back down the stairs.
They both knew deep down that if she brought him back into their bed they would have sex. That would blur the lines, that would complicate things.
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Spencer woke up to the smell of pancakes, sausage, and coffee. She stretched and groaned as she got out of bed. She threw on a robe and went down stairs. The table was set with the food by the time she got there, Toby had two mugs of coffee in his hands as he guided her back to the table. They ate in silence as Spencer tried not to remember that on Saturdays when they ate a big breakfast like this the kids would become practically comatose in front of the tv and Spencer and Toby would go at it all afternoon. She hoped that wasn't what he had in mind. He didn't deserve it.
"What are you going to do with the kids today?" Spencer asked pointedly.
"I have to run to my apartment to get clothes and things if you still want me to stay here while the kids recuperate." He said.
She sipped her coffee.
"Do you?" he asked when she didn't say anything.
"Do I what?" She snapped.
"Still want me to stay here with you and the kids?" He asked.
"Yeah, just until they're better" Spencer said.
"Well then after breakfast I'll clean up the kitchen and then go get some stuff and be back" Toby said.
Spencer felt as though he was sucking up. She hoped he didn't think if he made enough meals or did enough chores that she was going to take him back.
"Well I'm going to take a long hot bubble bath" Spencer said "if you need anything ask your father."
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It was late afternoon by the time Toby got back from his apartment. He was unloading groceries when Spencer came down stairs all dressed up.
"What's all this?" She asked.
"Oh I got all the fixings for lasagna" he said with pride.
Spencer's heart fell a little. Toby knew lasagna was her favorite dinner. He turned around to see her all dressed up.
"Did you do all this for me?" He asked jokingly.
"I have a date" she said quietly.
"What?!" Toby asked trying his best not to look crushed.
"You were supposed to have the kids this weekend" she said trailing off.
"It's fine" he said turning away. Spencer knew he was crying.
She was about to cancel her plans when she remembered why they were getting divorced. She'd spent months crying her eyes out over him, maybe it was his turn to cry over her.
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It was 930 at night when Spencer got home. The kids and Toby had fallen asleep watching "Back To The Future" she went into the kitchen and heated up a plate of the left over lasagna. Toby had made rolls too. She was starved. Her date had taken her to one of those fancy tiny food restaurants and now she was starving.
"Oh god" she mumbled to herself as she ate. Toby's food was almost as good as his sex.
She was startled at the sound of Toby clearing his throat.
"Hey" she said semi embarrassed.
She could tell he was amused to see her like this.
"It's as good as I remember" she said putting down the plate. Toby sauntered over to her. He pulled a piece of melted cheese off the uneaten portion on her plate. He held it up for her in a manner she knew he wanted her to eat it from his hand. It had been a cutesy thing they did when they were married, but now? She was about to tell him no and say good night but she saw his red eyes from crying and decided to humor him. She took a piece of it and before she knew it his mouth was on hers. It was a passionate kiss mixed in with sauce and cheese as their tongues got reacquainted. He pinned her against the counter with his hips against hers. She could feel his growing erection and she moaned despite herself. His hands were on her ass and she heard the lustful groan in his throat. He pulled her up into his arms fully intending to take her upstairs and make her his wife again. Spencer burst into tears.
"Put me down" she cried. Toby did as she asked but was confused.
"You hurt me!" She yelled "hurt me in a way I never thought you would, you cheated on me! You made me think there was something wrong with me! I swore I would never be one of those women that go to their husbands office in a lingerie and an overcoat to keep their husbands attention. But I did that, I did that for you! And I found you with her!"
Spencer went upstairs. He'd have apologized yet again if she'd listen. He'd apologized, he'd explained, he'd begged, he'd cried, he'd waited outside their bedroom door for hours after it happened. It killed him that he couldn't fix this.
Poor Spencer! She's really hurting. Do you think she'll be able to forgive him? Do you think she's being too hard on him?
Until the next time my lovelies...