Their mother's were making a beeline for us. I thought of stepping aside since I hogged him for the better part of the day but fuck that shit. Of course it's Sharon who leads the charge and walks right up and kiss him. Not a French or anything just a peck on the lips, but the look she gives me says she thinks she's scored.
I laughed out loud making Cody look at me questioningly. I just shook my head and walked into the kitchen. Now that I'm here I'm hungry. I just realized I haven't eaten all day. Damn Cody and his appetite. I wasn’t complaining though. I like having that sweet warm ache between my thighs. Oops, better not think about that shit down here.
"Dinner is in a few minutes, maybe you shouldn't snack before."
"Darlene, when did you get here? Oh, not Darlene. I could've sworn for a second you were trying to mother me." Seems like Arlene had her claws out now too, come on with it then. Of course she didn't say that shit loud enough for Cody to hear, not that I cared. I walked by her and back to the living room where the others were.
Dinner around here was sometimes early because of the girls, I didn't mind. I still wasn't sure about eating anything they cooked though. Maybe I'll eat off of Cody's plate just to be safe, I bet that'll go over well. Sharon was busy whispering to Cody. Probably complaining about something or the other, that was one unhappy bitch.
My iPhone vibrated alerting me to a text. It was my friend Sabrina back in L.A. Instead of texting I called her. "What's up bi..." I caught myself, kiddies on deck. I listened to her sixty questions about the wedding and the honeymoon. Almost forgetting I had an audience as I gushed about my new husband.
When I hung up there were three very interested people looking at me. Cody had a slight cocky grin on his face. You can imagine the other two. Yeah like I care? It was all true; we had a blast and the dick was good. I didn’t back down from their glares just focused on Cody and his I am the king look. Goof ball.
"Girls did you say hello to mommy Alana?" He held a girl on each arm before setting them down.
"Can we daddy?"
"Of course, why wouldn't you?" I guess he got his answer when they both looked at Sharon like they were in trouble. She had drawn up tight when he called me mommy Alana. Cody gave her a glare. No dick for you again tonight bitch.
I had figured out already that it was Arlene he had spent the night with. Don't ask me how call it woman's intuition or whatever. I tried not to hate her or give in to the urge to strangle the bitch. After all I’d come here and found her. The girls came over and started gushing over my clothes and my hair, and just everything, typical little girls.
"I don't think that's appropriate clothing to wear around the girl's. Next thing they'll want to be dressing like a...street walker." Oh no you didn't bitch. I was ready to pounce but Cody stepped in.
"Sharon that's enough." I could tell he was trying to keep his cool because of the kids.
"Why Cody? Are we no longer allowed to speak freely, is this another way that she changes things around here?" This bitch really is stuck on stupid. Seriously? You want to snipe at the new wife in front of the hubby when he’s still feeling all tender and shit?
"Girls go to the playroom." They ran off laughing and playing unaware of the tension that had seeped into the room. "You two sit over there." He pointed to the couch. When they were seated. Sharon looking mutinous and Arlene just looking like she would rather be anywhere but here, he lead me to the armchair.
"What part of our last conversation did you not get?"
"This has nothing to do with that. Sis told me about last night and how you were...different with her..." He looked at Arlene who looked like she wanted to disappear. Oh shit this was about to get good. I swung my leg from where I sat in the armchair. He was standing in the middle of the room between the three of us.
"You discussed...I see. Okay then, since there can only be one ruler in my home and you seem to want to rule Sharon you're out." She turned deathly white. I even felt a hitch in my heart at that shit. She was a fucking pain in the ass, but damn, that shit was hardcore.
She stuttered, trying to find words as all the color leeched out of her face. I was holding my breath to see what would happen next because quite frankly this was a whole new side to Cody.
"See how you feel right now, remember that the next time you try to interfere between me and my wives. As for you Arlene, I've let this go on long enough. Sharon is not your husband. You do not answer to her, you answer to me. I've already warned you once this is your final warning. I will not have anarchy in my home. Alana is here to stay. Hear me well both of you, I will not cast her aside, ignore or mistreat her to feed your egos.
I'm ashamed of both of you. Do you have any idea how hard this all must be for her? To be away from her family and everything she knows, only to be made to feel like a pariah in her own home? And Sharon if you ever try turning my children against my wife again I will make good on my threat, rules be damned. Come Alana." He grabbed me up from my chair.
"I thought we were going to eat?" I looked back at the two who seemed stuck to the couch.
"We'll eat out." He shot one last glare over his shoulder before dragging me out of the room. I really wanted to stick my tongue out at them but restrained myself. Instead I added a little wiggle to my walk. Take that bitches, I win, again. Of course he made me change first but I didn't mind. And guess whose bed he stayed in all night. Those two bitches were cooking their own goose but good. They didn't need any help from me. Laugh my ass off.
Chapter 10
Alana
It's been a month and a half since we've been back from our honeymoon. Things have finally settled into some sort of routine I guess. I'm still not thrilled about the sharing shit, but I'm dealing. Of course he fucked Sharon. I gave him the evil eye for two days after that and put my pussy on lock down. That shit didn't last too long but I had to make a point, I mean seriously? That bitch didn't deserve anything but to be put in a corner somewhere. Whatever.
At least they were kinda leaving me alone, but you know people like her are stupid. They can't help what they are. I've since come to realize what her problem is. She's fucking petrified of me. All this time I'm worrying about them and these chicks are terrified that I'm gonna take over. Good, they got the motherfucking memo.
You should've seen the shit storm that rained down when he got me a top of the line Range Rover. That shit was custom made from the ground up. It was white with gold trim and all white interiors. My license plate is what really sent them into a rage though. How the fuck they figured it out so easily was a mystery. Then again he was in the habit of calling me by my nickname around them so it wasn't a stretch.
It reads MY WFLWR. They were shitting bricks for a while after that. Of course now they wanted upgrades from their Volvos but Cody said since there was nothing wrong with their cars they could wait until it was time. Mind you those were the cars they’d chosen still. They were not happy. Even Arlene got in on the action. I was laughing my ass off.
Of course it wasn't always all about me. He did nice things for them too; I was learning not to stress it. Or when he took one of them out and I had to stay behind. Then of course there were things that they’d done together before I came along. They liked to play board games together and watch movies and stuff like that. For the first couple nights there was a tug of war to see who would sit next to him on the couch. Cody thought he was slick, he started sitting in the recliner. I wonder what they did before I came on the scene? I’m sure it had never been a problem before.
Anyway I'm bored, not when Cody is home. When he's here I'm like a little kid, I'm sorry but it's true. I get butterflies when I see his car coming up the driveway. I run and jump on him as soon as he gets in the door. He loves it, he would smile and laugh and twirl me around before greeting the others. He spends a lot of his time with me and the little ones in the evenings before dinner.
Not because he doesn't want to spend time with Sharon and Arlene, but because they've decided to be passive aggre
ssive. As long as I'm around they refuse to get near him. They seem to expect him to come to them to make a point or some shit but he never does. I think he’s finally got to a place that he’s comfortable with though I’m not sure about his crazy ass wives. Hey, if I can learn to live with their existence then they can deal with mine.
When he has to visit one of them in the night, he does. But when we're all like this together, he doesn't play into their bullshit. Which goes a long way to making my life easier. I'm not sure I'm ready to see him giving them any preferential treatment. Which is what they seem to think they are entitled to because they were first. I see him trying to be fair and I’ve found a new respect for him for that. It wasn’t easy but I’m getting there. I know now from talks with my mom and his how hard this must all be for him. Trying to please three needy bitches at once. I once asked him why he didn’t just run away and live a different lifestyle. He was honest enough to admit to liking his life just the way it was. I wasn’t too sure how to take that in the beginning. I mean shouldn’t he want to be with just me sine he claims to love me so much? The thing is I’ve come to realize that he loves them too in his own way and his life wouldn’t be the same without them in it. Bummer.
Anyway like I was saying, I'm bored. My online classes take me like an hour and a half if that, and then there's nothing else to do. So I’ve decided to talk to Cody about it. I was so excited I couldn't wait so I hopped into my ride and headed to his office. I dressed conservatively, well for me anyhow. My black capris and black silk top, which was left unbuttoned to show the turquoise tank beneath and tied at the waist paired with high-heeled thongs in black and silver.
I had my hair up in a high ponytail, my Chanel shades and some big ass hoop diamond earrings. I was styling like a Rodeo Drive bitch. His secretary, this older lady Constance was all smiles when she saw me. I think only the older people in this burg likes me, which is weird because you’d think they’d be the ones against my rebellious ways. Mrs. Brewster says I remind her of her when she was younger. How she used to like to buck tradition. She loves my clothes go figure.
"He's in with a client dear but they should be finished soon, have a seat. Would you like something to drink while you wait?" "No thanks Miss. Constance I'm good. How’re you doing?" She beamed at me and started telling me about her new grand daughter. We were looking over pictures on her phone when the door to his office opened and he came out behind this guy.
The guy who looked to be about Cody's age whistled and headed right for me. "Who have we here?" he eyeballed me up and down with his lip caught between his teeth.
"My wife."
Uh oh, he did not sound amused as he walked around the guy and put his arm around me. He even kissed me right there in front of them. Now Cody is so not into PDA, he's very straight laced when it comes to stuff like that. Hand holding, okay, but kissing in public he has never done before. Huh, guess there's a first time for everything.
"You're one lucky bastard Jackson." He was still eyeing me up and down. I'm guessing he's not one of us, the men here knew better than to ogle another man's wife. I felt the tension in Cody’s body like he was about to spring. I rubbed his back soothingly and laid my head on his shoulder.
"I'll see you next week Sykes." That was dismissively rude.
"Yeah, see you." He smirked as he walked away.
"Hold my calls." He led me into his inner office still steamed.
"What are you doing here love?"
"I missed you." I could tell he was still pissed off but trying to hide it.
"You did huh." He kissed the shit outta me. Made my toes curl and my hoohah tingle. It had been about three or four hours since he was inside me, I could go for seconds. I rubbed myself against him not remembering why I was even here.
"You'll have to be quiet baby okay."
"Uh huh." What? I can do quiet.
He sat me on his desk, pulled my pants down and off, unzipped and drove home. Fuck this shit was hot he fucked me so hard, harder than he ever had. I couldn't help but wonder if this had something to do with that Sykes guy ogling me. He looked into my eyes the whole time he was nailing me. My heels were digging into his ass and my pussy was squeezing the life out of his dick. I bit my lip and rocked my hips against him as he pulled me tighter onto him. We both came hard and long before he pulled out and reached for the tissue box on his desk.
After he cleaned me up I hopped down off his desk and fixed my clothes.
"Well hello to you too." I was still out of breath, which made him smirk at me. I wanted to jump his dick again. He was in the habit of visiting me at random times in the night. It didn't matter if he had been with one of the others it seemed he liked sleeping with me. Sometimes all we did was cuddle but that was enough for me. On the nights that he stayed away I hugged the big plush teddy bear that he had gotten for me, that I'd wrapped in one of his tee shirts, until I fell asleep.
"You know that's not why I came here. I actually wanted to ask you something, but. BONUS." I liked making him laugh, which he was doing now as he pulled me down on his lap behind his desk.
"What did you need to ask me sweetheart?" He kissed my hair. The man can’t keep his hands off of me.
"You know that little cottage thing behind the house? I was wondering if I could turn it into some sort of work space." He scrunched up his brow.
"Work space for what?"
"My soap making and stuff."
"You make soap?"
"Why do you say it like that? You think I'm a fluff head or something? I can make soap and candles among other things. I'm very good at it thank you very much."
"Isn't that kind of dangerous, soap making, with chemicals and stuff?"
"Not really, it's just lye, you use that in liquid Drano and other household products, no biggie."
"I'll have to have the place inspected, make sure it's up to snuff, can't have you puttering around in an unsafe shack."
"Cody it's not a shack."
"You've been inside that place?" Now he was being a papa bear, all growly and shit.
"No, I just walked around it but I didn't go inside." I sought to placate him.
"Okay then. Like I said I'll have someone come out and look at it before you set foot in there."
"Alana can I ask you a question?"
"Sure, what's on your mind?" He was just so cute I couldn't resist nibbling on his ear.
"We've been intimate for over a month, and I spend most nights with you. I don't recall you having your, ahem..." He turned red as a cherry. What the hell was going on in his head now?
"My what babe?"
"You know. Your...monthlies."
Oh shit, he's right. I jumped off his lap and ran for my bag where I had my phone. "Oh shit.”
Chapter 11
Alana
"What the fuck, this can't be right. Is this right, what the fuck?" I'm staring at the calendar on my phone, the one I use to keep track of my cycle, there's a missing circle in this bitch. I felt a panic attack coming on.
"Alana, Alana, breathe baby." He pulled me into his arms trying to calm me the hell down. Don't ask me why but I burst into tears. I started blubbering some shit. I don't even know what I was saying at this point. He led me over to the couch and laid down with me. My heart was beating so hard I thought I would pass out. All I could think was that I wanted mom.
"Tell me what's scaring you about this baby."
"I don't know, the fact that I'M EIGHTEEN YEARS OLD MAYBE." Was he laughing at my melt down? I punched him in the gut but he was too close for me to do much damage and he was smart too because he blocked my knee from getting to the family jewels. "Don't you laugh at me Cody Jackson, you did this to me." Now I was whining.
"Ah, Wildflower, we don't know for sure that you are."
"Oh yes I do. I'm regular as clockwork, how could I have missed it? Damn, tricked by the dick. You kept feeding me dick to make me stupid." He had the nerve to laugh out loud. Boy am I gonna make him pay for this.
&nbs
p; I had to stop and think, do what I always do; search my heart and see where I was at. So, I'm a married lady, have the rock to prove it. Check. I have enough money to support me and my kid if that need ever arise. What! Motherfuckers lose their minds everyday. Check. I love, love, love babies. Check. It could look like my Cody, fucked up hair and all. Check. It would piss of the Bobsie twins. BONUS. JACKPOT. Okay, I admit it's kinda sick that that thought alone made my angst all but disappear. I'm one fucked up individual.
I didn't even notice that Cody was on the phone until he hung up. "Let's go."
"Where're we going?" I barely had time to get the words out before he was picking me up from the couch and placing me on my feet. "The doctor's of course, we need to find out one way or the other. You seem better, you calm now?"
"Just peachy baby daddy." I pinched his cheek.
"That was quick."
"That's how I roll, no use trying to change shit you have no control over."
"Smart cookie." I got a kiss before we headed out.
"What about my car?" I asked this as he led me to his Aston Martin. I loved this fucking car, and Cody behind the wheel, fuck hot. “I'll have one of the guys drive it home."
"Uh, I'm not sure I want anyone else driving my baby." I pouted.
"And I don't want my baby driving right now." He kissed my pouty lips.
So off to the doctor we went, he had to be a hundred and ten if he was a day. The chick behind the desk was making goo goo eyes at my hubby. I gave her the finger behind Cody's back, that's how we do it in Cali. Her eyes just about bugged out of her head. Yeah bitch you ain't never met a one like me. I already got two vipers to deal with don't even think about it.
Cody stayed with me the whole time, which was good cause I'm known to slap a motherfucker who pricks me with a needle. Cody did most of the talking while I looked around at all the pictures on the walls of women in differing stages of pregnancy. Huh, that shit could be me soon. Baby daddy didn't want to wait until the next day for results so we sat in the waiting room for like ever while they did whatever the hell they did to figure shit out.
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