Fire & Ice: A Ménage Fantasy

by Chance Carter

  “But I’m still mad at you,” I said in his ear before sitting back down.

  “I know,” he said.

  “I know she messed up too, and she desperately wants to apologize to you. But she deserves an explanation and an apology too. It’s not fair to just leave her hanging like that.”

  “I know. I’m really glad she’s still here. I thought she might have gone back to her husband.”

  “Never!” I said, more loudly than I intended. “She’s a new woman and she’s got a real life here now, Kane. She’s not the girl you knew.”

  Kane nodded, clearly happy to hear that.

  “And she knows about what happened with Carolyn and Tamara too. I know you don’t like people talking about it, but I had to tell her. She was convinced you were a married man when she saw those photos.”

  “I’m glad you did. She deserved to know the truth.”

  “You should have been the one to tell her.”

  “I know.”

  Paul came back and took another sip of Kane’s pint.

  “You should have been the one to tell who what?” he said.

  “Tell Meadow about Carolyn,” he said.

  “Tell Meadow what about Carolyn?”

  Kane and I looked at Paul with the same blank stare. Then we looked at each other.

  “Wait. You don’t know?” I asked Paul.

  “Know what?”

  “About Meadow and Kane?”

  “Meadow and Kane?” Paul said, completely taken by surprise.

  I let out a huge sigh. Like I said, guys can be the most ridiculously stupid creatures God ever created at times.

  CHAPTER 51

  KANE

  When I first stormed out of town, I wasn’t thinking about anything.

  I just went. It was like I was suffocating. I had to get away.

  It wasn’t until later that I realized I didn’t have my phone. I knew I should have checked in with someone, but I couldn’t bring myself to make any calls. I needed to get my head right.

  Meadow woke something inside me, something I thought was dead, and I had to figure out where my life was going.

  Sandra was right, it was selfish of me not to let anyone know where I was, but this was something I had to do. I can’t explain the freedom that came from not being reachable. Every part of my head, heart and soul needed that break.

  Maybe I was taking my friendships for granted, but I knew they’d forgive me. Even though Sandra’s eyes were trying to stay mad, it was impossible to ignore the smile on her face as she told me everything I’d missed during my absence.

  And Paul was back to his old self almost immediately. It seemed he was almost more happy I’d quit drinking than I was. And I can’t say how relieved I was to hear he hadn’t made a move on Meadow while I was away, even though he didn’t know I was with her.

  “There he is again,” Sandra said, drawing my attention back to the present.

  “Who?” Paul said, looking in the direction she was looking.

  “Today at the café, that guy came in looking for Meadow. She wasn’t here. I sent her home early because she was feeling sick. Once he found out she wasn’t there, he left.”

  “Which guy?” I said.

  “That one in the blazer,” Sandra said.

  I checked him out without being too obvious about it.

  “Anyway, I called Meadow and it turns out he’s some guy she met at the pub a few weeks ago. He tried to make a move on her and she shot him down.”

  “Sounds like Meadow,” I said.

  “In fact, if I remember correctly, he tried to kiss her and she kneed him in the nuts,” Sandra said, grinning.

  “Now that really sounds like Meadow,” I said, laughing.

  I was glad she’d shot him down, but I still wouldn’t have minded punching the guy’s lights out for making a move on my girl. I mean, he didn’t know she was my girl, and she didn’t even know it, but I still wanted to floor him.

  “You should have come to Big Sur,” Paul said. “Me and Jason had the time of our lives.”

  I felt bad just bailing on them, and hated missing out, but I knew there’d be other trips.

  “I’m really sorry about that.”

  Paul nodded and carried on, telling me about this one amazing wave. I half listened, turning to see if I could check out Meadow’s admirer. He was still there, scrolling on his phone. There was something familiar about him.

  He started to look in my direction so I turned away. When I looked back, I realized where I recognized him from.

  “I know that guy,” I said.

  “You do?” Sandra said. “I swear I’ve never seen him around.”

  “It’s Matt.”

  “Matt who?”

  “Matt. Meadow’s piece of shit, cheating, ex-husband,” I said, standing up.

  “Kane,” Paul said, cautioning me not to start a scene.

  Sandra looked at me. “How do you know what her ex looks like?”

  “Meadow showed me a video. It doesn’t matter. What matters is that he’s here, and he’s not welcome.”

  I started walking toward him.

  “Kane, what are you doing? Don’t start anything, dude.”

  “You know me,” I said. “I wouldn’t cause a scene.”

  “Kane,” Sandra said. “Don’t.”

  “This guy is not fucking welcome around here, and he needs to know,” I said.

  Just looking at the guy made me sick. He was a complete scum bag. I couldn’t believe Meadow had ever been married to him. She was so high-class. This guy was the complete opposite. I had zero respect for cheaters. They’re not men at all. They’re worms.

  He looked like he had some intentions here in town and I didn’t have to think too hard to figure they involved Meadow.

  I walked up to his table.

  “Hey, buddy. Mind taking a step outside?”

  He looked up at me then looked back down at his phone.

  “Who are you?”

  “I’m the guy who’s taking you the fuck out of here,” I said.

  That got his attention. He looked around to see if I had any backup. When he saw I was alone, he said, “Fuck you.”

  It took every ounce of my self-control not to lose it on him right there.

  “Come on, fucker,” I said, walking away from his table and toward the back door. “Unless you’re afraid of me, we’ve got some business to discuss outside.”

  I didn’t look back to see if he was following. I just walked all the way to the door. When I opened it I realized he was behind me. I gestured for him to go out first and he did.

  I followed him out to the parking lot.

  He turned and was pretty pissed off.

  “What the fuck do you want, punk?” he said.

  “I want to know what you’re doing here in town.”

  “I’m here to take back what’s mine, that’s what. My property is here and I’m going to take it.”

  “Really?”

  “Yeah.”

  “You’re property?”

  “What’s it to you, pal?”

  I couldn’t believe what this asshole was saying. His property? Was he serious?

  In a single motion, he grabbed an iron pole that was propped up against a dumpster and swung it at me. I ducked, just narrowly dodging it as it flew through the air. If he’d made contact with my skull I’d have been done for.

  I lunged forward and grabbed him around the waist. He stumbled back into the dumpster and dropped the pole. I punched him once, hard in the gut, and he doubled over in pain. I was about to really lay into him when he raised his hands pleading.

  “Please, please, I don’t want to fight.”

  I let out a laugh. He’d been plenty willing to fight when he’d had that iron pole.

  “Just get the fuck out of town, buddy. You didn’t deserve Meadow and you lost her.”

  I turned to leave him there, thinking he got the message, but a moment later I felt a terrible pain across the back
of my legs. I fell to the ground and rolled over, just in time to see Matt swinging that damn iron pole right for me. I rolled to my left, just barely dodging it, and when it struck the ground I grabbed it and pulled him forward. As he fell toward me, I met his jaw with my fist.

  I leapt to my feet and brought my knee to his gut. He fell forward and I landed a quick uppercut to his jaw. He stumbled back and I grabbed him by the blazer.

  “Matt. That’s your name, right?”

  He nodded, blood dripping from his mouth. He made a pathetic sight.

  “You had her, and you cheated on her. She hasn’t been yours since the moment you were unfaithful, you understand that?”

  He nodded again.

  “Everyone around her knows who you are, buddy. We know what you did. And we don’t like worms like you stinking up the joint.”

  He let out a sob and wiped the blood from his mouth. God, I wished he’d just pull himself together.

  “We all know Meadow too. This is her town now. This is her home. And we’re her new neighbors. Her new family. Anyone catches you skulking around this town again, they’ll do the exact same thing to you I just did.”

  “But she’s mine,” he sobbed.

  “Not anymore.”

  “You can’t trust her,” he said. “She’ll just be after your money. Believe me. I know her. She’s a slut and she’s after your money. That’s her only interest in men.”

  That did it. I drew back my fist and then landed it right on his nose. He flew back against the dumpster and I caught him before he fell to the ground. With a solid motion, I lifted him right off his feet and flung him over the side of the dumpster. He fell into it, getting covered with old food and other garbage from the brewery.

  I looked over the edge and saw ketchup and french fries all over his fancy outfit.

  “She’ll never survive without me,” he cried.

  I looked down at him and laughed.

  “Dude, she’s got her own job, her own apartment. She’s built a life from scratch. You’ve got ketchup and fries on your face.”

  It was then that Paul and Jason showed up, hurrying through the door to see what trouble I’d caused.

  “Where is he?” Paul said.

  I indicated the dumpster and saw them both hold back laughs.

  “Meadow’s ex?”

  I nodded.

  They looked into the dumpster and got a good look at him.

  “See,” I said to Matt. “Every guy in this town knows exactly what you pulled with Meadow, and if we see you around here again, you’ll get a lot worse than a bath in a dumpster.”

  “Fine, she’s your problem now,” Matt cried as we walked back into the brewery. “Let’s see how long you last before you get sick of her.”

  “Hang on a second,” I said to Paul and Jason.

  I strode back to the dumpster and grabbed the lid, slamming it down and shutting Matt inside. It wasn’t locked, but it was heavy and it would take quite a bit of effort to get it open again.

  “See you around, asshole.”

  CHAPTER 52

  SANDRA

  I stood on my toes and peeked out the little window overlooking the back of the brewery. I saw the whole fight go down, and my jaw dropped when Kane threw Matt into the dumpster. I would have given anything to know what Matt had said to provoke that!

  When the guys came back in, I walked with them back to the bar.

  Kane was holding his hand, his fist sore from the punching he’d just done.

  Paul was on an adrenaline rush, and wouldn’t take a seat.

  Jason looked like he was trying to make sense of what had just happened.

  “Holy shit, Kane,” I said, sitting at the bar next to him. ”Are you okay? What did he say to you?”

  “He said Meadow was his property and he was here to get her back.”

  “Oh my God. What did you say?”

  “I said we’d kick his ass if he didn’t get out of town pronto.”

  “So he’s going to leave town?” I said, my mind racing.

  “I reckon so,” Kane said.

  He looked at me and I looked back at him. At that moment we both had the same terrible thought. What if Matt didn’t leave town?

  “What if he goes to Meadow’s house?” I said.

  Kane was already on his feet, striding back down the corridor toward the back of the brewery. I had to run to keep up with him. He burst back outside and stared at the dumpster. It was open. Matt was gone.

  There was a piece of crumpled up paper on the ground. I picked it up and read it. My blood froze. It was Meadow’s address! How had Matt found it out?

  “Kane,” I said, handing him the piece of paper. I was beginning to enter panic mode. “You have to go to her. You have to protect her.”

  I looked at Kane. He didn’t look like he was in any state to drive. There was blood on his fist and he was slightly limping from where Matt had whacked his legs with the iron bar.

  He rushed past me, back inside, and I ran after him. He went right through the bar, past Paul and Jason.

  “Where’s he going?” Paul said.

  “Kane,” I called. “Wait.”

  He stopped at the door. “I’ve waited long enough, Sandra. I’ve wasted too much time already. It took me two years to get to this point, and I’m not about to stall now. Meadow needs me, and I’m going to be there for her when she does.”

  CHAPTER 53

  MEADOW

  I lay on my back with my hand on my belly, my mind racing. There was no more denying it. I’d suspected it for some time, but now I knew for certain.

  I couldn’t remember when I’d last had my period. I’d never been the most regular, so it was very easy for me not to notice when it was late. But then there was the morning sickness.

  After my bath I went to the drug store and got a pregnancy test. In fact, I bought five of them.

  One after the other, I took the tests, and one after the other, they told me what I already knew. I was pregnant! I was having a baby!

  And not just that, but it was Kane’s baby. Now, more than ever, I needed him to come back. I needed him to come back for me. I was going to be the mother of his child after all.

  I let out a long sigh and looked up at the ceiling. The screen door on my back porch was blowing in the wind again and I thought I should get up and go close it properly. I didn’t want it to get damaged.

  It banged again in the wind and I got up.

  I was in nothing but my nightdress and a cool, refreshing breeze was flowing through the house. It felt good against my skin. Even without Kane, I was in a good place. I lived in a nice town. I had good friends and a great apartment. I had a job I enjoyed, and plans to start an interior decorating business.

  Even without Kane, I’d be okay. The baby would be okay.

  It was just … I didn’t want to be without Kane.

  When would he come back?

  I rounded the corner into the hall and instantly, nothing was right. There was someone there, right in front of me, and I let out a shrill scream

  “What the hell?” I cried.

  It was dark and I couldn’t tell who was standing there, a few feet away from me. Was it Paul? Was it Jason?

  Was it an intruder?

  “You little whore,” a familiar voice said to me in the darkness.

  It was Matt! How was he there? We’d signed our divorce papers. He’d taken back his vehicle and his money. He should have been out of my life.

  “What are you doing here?” I gasped.

  The lights came on and I saw him there in front of me. I backed away, shielding my stomach instinctively.

  “Matt, you can’t be here. I’ll call the police.”

  “You won’t call anyone bitch. You’re going to pay for what you’ve done. I’m going to teach you some manners.”

  I backed away from him, all the way into my bedroom, and stood in front of the bed.

  “I’m glad to see you’re in your slutty night dress. Now, a
ll you have to do is get down on your knees and show me what a sorry girl you are.”

  “What? I’m not sorry. Get the hell out of here or you’ll be sorry.”

  “I hardly think you’re the one to be handing out threats,” he said with a sneer, opening the fly of his pants.

  I looked at him more closely and saw that he was beat up. There was dry blood on his face and his clothes were covered in dirt and stains. He wasn’t himself.

  “What are you doing? Stop opening your pants.”

  “Why should I? You’re going to take what I give you, and then you’re going to come home with me like a good wife.”

  “I’m not your wife anymore, Matt.”

  “Yes you are, and you always will be.”

  “You lost me the moment you cheated on me, Matt. You never had me. A marriage is based on faithfulness and love. You never understood that, and that’s why you’re alone.”

  “Alone? I’ll show you alone. When I get you back home, I’m going to lock you in the basement and make sure you can never leave me again.”

  He came closer, opening his belt and taking his erect cock out of his pants. My stomach turned when I saw it. It was a sight I’d expected never to have to see again. Not only did I hate Matt’s guts, in my heart I knew I already belonged to another man. I belonged to Kane. Even if he didn’t know it, I was his and I was carrying his child. Matt had no right to lay a finger on me, never mind what he thought he was going to do to me.

  He pulled his shirt off over his head and I backed further away from him on the bed.

  “You better get over here and start sucking, bitch. If you don’t swallow every drop, I’m going to kill you.”

  His words terrified me. From the crazy look on his face I could tell he was unhinged and could be capable of anything. With a baby inside me, I knew I had to protect my body at all costs. I looked at him and then looked around the room for any chance at escape. He was between me and the door, and the window was behind him. There was no way out other than through him, and I was definitely not strong enough to get past.

  Plus, I couldn’t risk the chance he’d hit me in the stomach.

  “Please, Matt,” I said, trying to calm the situation.

  “Don’t beg, bitch. Either you start sucking my cock right now or I’ll strangle you where you lie.”

  I looked up into his face. I didn’t know what to do. I had no choice.