in them. Almost enough to say screw the pancakes I will have Dexter for breakfast instead, but my stomach rumbled and I knew I was hungry for real food. As enticing as his body was I would have to wait to ravish him.
“Good morning baby.” Dexter says as he comes up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist and buries his head in the crook of my neck.
“Morning hot stuff. I figured I would make us some pancakes and coffee so we could hit the road pretty soon.” I flip the pancakes over to finish cooking the other side and turn around in his arms and give him a good morning kiss.
“Sounds like a plan. I am going to go change into some clothes and I will be right back down to eat.” He kisses my forehead and leaves me to finish cooking up the pancakes. I stack up some pancakes on a plate for him. I pour him a cup of coffee just the way he likes it, black with very little sugar. I sit them both down on the table for him and go back over to make my plate and coffee as well.
When we are done with breakfast Dexter tells me to go get ready while he cleans up. We work like a well-oiled machine when we are together. It makes things much easier. We hit the road thirty minutes later headed toward North Carolina.
We are a couple hours into our trip when Dexter finally brings up the elephant in the room-or should I say car? Either way he brings it up. Which totally sucks because I was enjoying living in this fantasy where everything is honky dory. Now I have to face reality and put my big girl panties on and deal with life. These are the kind of decisions no one should have to decide on. How can I choose between the kids’ happiness and my own when I know if I choose to go with Dave my heart will always ache for Dex.
“So what do you think you will do about Dave? You have some big decisions to make baby girl.” Dexter says as he turns down the radio.
“Honestly, I am so confused on what to do. No matter what I do some one gets hurt and I don’t like having a decision like this on my plate.”
“Well if it was just you and you didn’t have anyone else to think about, what would you do?” He asks. His question is easily answered I don’t even have to think about it.
“I would stay. There is no doubt in my mind that I would stay.” I tell him honestly.
“Okay so now add the kids into the equation. How do you feel then?”
“I feel like the kids should have their dad in their life but as of now they don’t even know he is alive. I don’t want to leave my family and I sure as hell don’t want to leave you Dexter. I just don’t want to be selfish and choose my own happiness over the kids having their dad back again.” Tears blur my vision but I don’t want Dexter to see how weak I am.
“I have faith that you will make the right decision baby.” Dexter tells me.
“I sure hope so. In a way I don’t want to uproot the kids’ lives. I know they will miss their friends and they will miss all of our family. They will never be able to see their grandparents or aunts again. Do I take all of that away from them so they can have their dad back? Then what will something like this do to them learning that their Dad has been alive this whole time. They would be so confused. My heart aches thinking about making this decision.” I let out everything that I have been feeling. I am in tears now, full on sobbing all over the car.
Dexter takes the next exit and pulls into a parking lot and unbuckles his seat belt. He reaches over to my side of the car and unfastens my seat belt as well and then he pulls me into his lap. He gently rocks me back and forth as if he were comforting a small child.
“Shhh baby it’s all going to be okay. Everything will work out to the way it is supposed to be. No matter what you decide it will be the right decision.” Dexter’s soothing words and touch calms me down immediately. I lay there with my head on his chest for a while longer until I feel ready to return to my own