Just One Kiss Before Divorcing Me (Martin and Calvin) novel Chapter 125

CH 125

Calvin

The pool water was freezing cold, he could hardly believe she’d just shoved him like that, and with so much strength as well. That he’d not only let go of her but stumbled backwards, there had been no way to save himself. The minute his foot had no solid ground beneath it, he knew he was going to end up in the pool.

It wasn’t even the shallow end of the pool where he could reach, either, got fully submerged, and he had no choice but to swim to the stairs on the other side of the pool to get himself out. In summer, he wouldn’t have minded so very much, but it was winter and cold.

A great first impression he was making on her, in her coming here, though as he’d surfaced she let him know exactly why she’d shoved him away from her, not Marrin. She didn’t have her memories back at all. That was his own mistake, seeing her down there, knowing she was here, he’d stupidly fallen into the belief that she remembered everything.

Not so much, though she watched him run a hand through his hair, much the same way Marrin always would. A pity he wasn’t shirtless, he thought to himself, but then shook that off; not Marrin. He reminded himself and apologised to her right away. There was nothing else he could do.

The boys trailed him all the way to the back of the house, and he stopped to take his shoes and wet socks rest of his clothes, as he would normally do if they weren’t there, to off. He couldn’t really do that with

stop water from being tracked through the house. That was inappropriate. Even though they were his children, they didn’t know him well enough for that.

This suit was going to be completely ruined by the chlorine in the pool’s water. They were all tailor–made for him from BALANI custom suits Houston, and this was currently one of his favourite suits as well. He’d have to have another made, he could only imagine.

He walked through the house and the boys were talking nonstop about the house and wanting to watch a movie in the theater room, they trailed him all the way up the stairs and into the master bedroom. Where they climbed right up onto that king–sized bed and bounced on it.

He grabbed two towels from the bathroom and walked back over to them. “Why don’t you go and clean up the water I trailed through the house while I have a shower and get changed.” He told them, though a part of him had wanted to state because your mother pushed me into the pool. He didn’t, he’d seen that look downstairs, it was her daring him to state that to the boys, and he knew she was going to refute it.

They also didn’t know him all that well and would likely believe her over him. That made him wonder if it had been her plan all along. She’d not looked startled at seeing him, he realised, just reacted to him touching her. Not something he could really blame her for. He probably shouldn’t have done that. Maybe he might not have ended up in the pool if he’d not grabbed her and turned her around to face him. But it had been pure instinct at seeing her here. If she’d not reacted, he’d likely have pulled her right into his chest and hugged her right to

him.

The boys were now kind of just staring at him, and then they looked at the towels, for a moment and then nodded and took them from him and headed off. He had a feeling Marilyn did everything for them, that they probably didn’t have chores, Either that or they were used to getting their own way, and being wherever they wanted to.

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He just didn’t think walking around half naked after he got out of the shower, with them in the room with hàn was a good idea. They didn’t know him and though he was their dad, Marilyn might not like it. She could see It as overstepping and Inappropriate. If they’d all been swimming though, and walking about in board short It wouldn’t be an issue, but they were not.

He showered and walked into the walk–in and sighed as he looked at it. 70% of it was Marrin’s belongings, and he knew Denise kept everything in here clean and dust–free. This bedroom had rules regarding the cleaning of it: It was the priority in case Marrin had ever come home. He’d wanted her to know he’d not changed a thing, that all her belongings were still here waiting for her.

He wondered if Marilyn had come up here already and looked about. He pulled clean pants and a shirt from the racks and pulled on shoes and socks. Thankfully, when he’d realised she and the boys were here, he’d not only put that photo album down but his phone as well. They were still on the foyer table and hadn’t been

ruined.

He roughly dried his hair and ran a comb through it, before heading downstairs to collect his phone, wondering where her car was. He could see the twins pushing towels along the floor, running along laughing about they could beat the other one, had turned it into a game of some sort. Competitive, he thought, and turned to head for the internal door to the garage. He flipped the light switch and there was her car parked next to Marrin’s old car.

He heard the boys yelling out for back just like any dad would, “I’m coming boys.” And headed off to where they were. They held the towels up to him, and he took them, strolled them down to the laundry and put them in the washing basket to be laundered tomorrow.

3 m “Dad?” and smiled. It was a nice thing to hear, and he called out right

Then he stated, “Now whose idea was it to trick me into not knowing you were coming here? I’m sorry boys, I still haven’t gotten the hang of who is who,” he stated honestly, he couldn’t tell them apart at all. That was something that would take time and he knew it.

They grinned up at him, and he knew why. They liked that no one could do that. “I’m Callum, and it was mum’s idea. She said it would be a nice surprise, for us, to give you for Christmas,” Callum told him.

“A reward for your good behaviour,” Vincente smiled at him, “The best present we could give you, is it?” he

asked.

Calvin smiled down at the two of them and hunkered down. “It is the very best present, and it was very sneakily done. Tricking me to think the phone had been shipped to your grandma’s.”

“She remembered some things about the house. As we walked about it earlier, she got some memories back,” Callum told him.

“I think she’ll get them all back soon.” Vincent smiled at him, “Maybe she’ll remember you too.”

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“Can we go with you, see your plane?” Callum was tugging at his sleeve.

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