and pours the drink. He knows Marisa takes vodka with a twist of lime. Ivan brings the glasses over to us and disappear into the kitchen.
“What brings you to Seattle Chance?” I glance over at her sitting across from me. A large coffee table separating us.
“I want a divorce, Marisa.” She’s quiet but not surprised and she looks up at me.
“Are you sure, Chance? We had a great thing going. Now you will have to get married and I will well...How much will I get in the settlement?” She says.
“All business as usual, Marisa. You haven’t changed. You’ll get enough to keep you and Ivan happy for a long time.”
“Who’s the lucky woman?” She doesn’t care she’s just making conversation.
“Her name is Olivia.”
“Anyone I know?”
“No. She’s a teacher.”
“And where would you meet a teacher?” Marisa questions with a smile and her mouth quirks up and she asks, “Do you really love her?”
“More than anything and she’s having my baby.”
“Why don’t you just keep things as they are? Why do you have to marry her?”
“She may not want to marry me. She has been angry with me since I said that I was married.”
“It was that serious,” she says and takes a sip of her drink. “I’ve never known you to tell a woman you were married unless you wanted to get rid of her.”
“I want her more than anyone I’ve ever met in my life, and I can’t forget about the baby.”
We talk until dinner time and Ivan comes in this time with a shirt and announces that dinner is served. He’s her companion and house boy and I don’t want to come between whatever they have together. They have a working relationship. He did odd jobs for her, sexual favors, and she provides him a place to stay and pay him a salary.
It appears that the money I gave her and being Mrs. Chance Gold was too much to give up. My freedom at some point was too much to give up, but I would do anything for Olivia.”
I left Marisa with the understanding that we will see an attorney tomorrow. I couldn’t wait to get back to Olivia and tell her the good news. I headed to Olivia’s apartment. I knocked and Carrie answered the door. “Where’s Olivia?”
Carrie stepped aside with a smile on her face and then pointed, “In her room. I hope you talk some sense into her. What I believe is her problem, she needs a good fucking. After that, you won’t have any problems with her.”
I strode in the direction of her room. “I aim to do just that,” I say not breaking my stride and marching through the hall to her room ready to take Carrie’s suggestion. Without knocking, I open the door, and close it behind me. She’s lying across her bed dressed in a kami and bikini panties reading a book. When she looks up her eyes narrow and she raise one eyebrow.
“Oh you again.” Her voice distant but her nipples strain through the silk kami and they are elongated and hard. Her body give her away.
“Yes it’s me. I came to tell you that I’m getting a divorce. And I’m getting married.”
“And who will it be this time?” She says dryly.
“I’m marrying you with your smart mouth. I don’t know why maybe it’s the way you suck my dick.” I got her attention. “I don’t know why I want to marry you, but that’s at the top of the list, if I’m making lists. And because you’re pregnant.”
“Maybe I’m not pregnant and maybe I don’t want to marry you,” she says with a smug smile and I look at her smart little mouth and I want to fill it with my come and shut her up.
“You wouldn’t have said it if it wasn’t true, and looking at you, I would say you’re knocked up and I’m the lucky guy.”
“So you’re a doctor now, Dr. Chance Gold.”
“Yes, and I’m here to give you an exam.” I reach and pull her to me by her legs. She’s kicking and squirming. “It won’t do you any good for you to resist because I’m going to fuck you tonight. Even if you holler for Carrie, she won’t come. She’s the