Wanda laughed. “Let’s put it this way, the doctor never told me no.”
“Good, because I don’t know if I can stop now.” He began to move, and he’d barely pumped a dozentimes before Wanda actually arched into him and came. “That’s it, baby, feel me,” he said against her ear, and when she wrapped her arms and legs around him, and began matching him stroke for stroke, he called out that he wasn’t going to last, and when he felt his release coming, he slammed into her and threw his head back and groaned.
“Oh god,” they both said at the same time, and it took several minutes before they caught their breath, rolled over and pulled the blankets over them and in minutes they were both asleep again.
*****
Wanda rolled over and smiled when she saw the man sleeping beside her. She noticed it was going on eight and gently slipped out of bed and into the shower. She was just turning the water off after her shower when the door opened, and Christopher walked in. She stepped out as he stepped in.
“I ordered room service. I hope you don’t mind.”
“What’d you order?” She asked as she dried off and slipped on a robe.
“A little of everything. I didn’t know what you wanted. An omelet, pancakes, fruit, coffee, juice. and a pitcher of ice lime water. I saw you were running low.”
“Thanks,” she said, and left him alone to finish his shower, as she went out and got dressed. She was surprised when the knock came on the door that room service had been so quick. She opened the door and stared at her brother and father in shock. She didn’t hear the shower and hoped Christopher didn’t come out. Before she could say anything, Randall andDouglas walked in, shut the door behind them at the same time the bathroom door opened, and Christopher came out only wearing a towel.
They all stared at each other in shock, then Douglas crossed his arms, and asked, “I take it you finally consummated the marriage? Took your sweet time, don’t you think.”
“Um,” Christopher said in shock, then laughed. “Just wanted to make sure it was a sure thing.”
“Thanks a lot,” Wanda said, and handed him his bag, and he slipped back into the room to dress. He emerged at the same time room service was at the door.
“Well, I see we came at a busy time,” Randall said. “Didn’t mean to barge in on you. Thought I’d come down and invite you to breakfast downstairs.”
“You can go and be with your family,” Christopher said.
“No, no you two spend time together. But your mother and sister want to know if you want to go shopping afterward. It’d be around nine.”
Wanda looked at Christopher, and he held up his hand. “I have to go get groceries and then head home. You guys are still coming to the house tomorrow?”
“Yes, but you’ll have to give us your address.”
“Sure.” He wrote it out and handed it over. “It’s not an actual house, it’s a condo. Mom had said something about starting around three. But you can talk to her tonight at the gallery.”
“I’ll be there.” Douglas grinned. “But Mom, Dad, Fern, and the others won’t be. After Wanda mailed the tickets for us, Dad was able to score some tickets to some Broadway show. I’m not really interested, but it’s something the kids would enjoy. They’re going tothat, I’m going to the gallery. But I wanted to talk to Wanda about something.”
“I’ll step out,” Christopher said, and grabbed his plate, a cup of coffee and stepped out in the hall. He was surprised when Randall joined him. “Before you ream me a new one, we talked this morning, and I told her I didn’t want to go through with the divorce. Please keep this to yourself, we’re going to tell everyone tomorrow, but we’re going to see if we can make this work. I’m selling my part of the business to my partner, and he’s going to even buy my condo. Randall, I love your daughter and want to make a life with her.”
Randall studied the man before him and nodded. “Good man. I’m sure she told you about all her medical issues?”
“She has, and they don’t scare me. She’s been open and honest with any questions I’ve had.”
“Good. I wish you luck.” He held out his hand and laughed when Christopher had to put his cup down on a table in the hall.
In the room, Wanda helped herself to breakfast and invited Douglas to sit. “What’s up?” She poured them both a glass of juice, he declined when she offered to fix a plate for him.
“First, I want to say I’m proud of you. Never in a million years would I have thought you could do what you do.” He grinned.
“I know, right?” She laughed. “I can’t explain it. I did my traveling, and I when I left New Orleans I was headed to the Grand Canyon. I stopped for gas and a meal. Saw a sign for free pottery lessons. I wasn’t on a timetable, so I figured, what the hell. I got a room and looked over the town before the experience the nextday. But the minute I sat at that pottery wheel and slapped that clay down then added the water, it was like this huge calm came over me. All my thoughts left my head, my nerves settled, and I made something. Actually, the first item I ever made from that lesson is that bowl I sent to you.”
“And I use it every day. It’s on the table when we first walk in the door. I throw my keys in it.”
“I talked to the woman giving the lesson, and she said I was a natural. It was like I finally found myself. That was the whole idea behind me going on that trip. Who knew that wrong turn I took would lead me to my destiny?”
“Really? A wrong turn?”
“Not a wrong turn per se.” She grinned. “More like I literally couldn’t see where I was going. It was raining heavily, and I was stuck between two semis on each side and one in front of me. I knew my exit was coming up, but I couldn’t see it, and there was no way I was going to cut a semi off in a rainstorm, so I just went with the flow. It brought me down the south side of Arizona instead of cutting through the middle.”
