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Marilyn
The boys yelled at her that Calvin was here, waving the phone at her. She’d already unpacked the car and put it in the garage so that Calvin wouldn’t know they were here, and gone and placed that gift for him on the hallway table. She knew he never parked his car in the garage, not unless he was planning to spend the night, and she knew he wasn’t likely going to be thinking that.
He came here to collect that phone before going to Virginia. She’d already gotten a text from Wil, that they’d landed and Calvin was headed right there. She didn’t go to greet him, just let him do what he would naturally do, and she knew he’d open that gift looking for the phone, and eventually it would click that they were here, and he’d hunt them down.
She’d told the boys not to go to him, to see if he could figure out that they were here, to just play in the yard as normal. They’d stared up at her, “What if he doesn’t figure it out.”
“Then he’s dumb.” She’d snorted, and both boys had hit her..
“Mum.” They’d whined at her.
She’d chuckled and hunkered down. “Now boys, do you really think he made all that money without having a brain in his head? He’s not what I would call dumb. If he doesn’t hunt and leaves, I’ll let you text him from the phone. How’s that for a deal?”
They’d smiled and run off to play as she’d told them too. She had a feeling he’d go through the album before he hunted for the phone, in that package and realise it wasn’t there. So they had time. She also had a feeling he was going to think she had all her memories back as well. She stepped outside and positioned herself to be seen from the master bedroom or any of the windows, really from the top floor.
Let the payback begin, she thought to herself as she stood watching the boys. They had their bikes out and were riding on the paths in the garden, happy to know they were here at one of their dad’s homes and that he himself was here.
It took 25 minutes before she heard his hurried footsteps and felt his hands land on her, one on each shoulder, and then the name Marrin came out of him as he turned her around. He was standing exactly where she wanted him to be, with the expression of hope on his face. And she snapped both her hands out and into his chest and shoved him with everything she had. Not only did he let go, but he stumbled backwards and down he went, into the freezing cold water of the pool.
She heard him gasp and the expression on his face was damned near priceless. She watched him surface. and rapped out “I’m not Marrin, get that through your head.” and then she actually had to turn away from him and his expression, and try really hard not to laugh as she walked off. He looked like a very shocked, drowned rat in that pool.
She’d already tested the water, it was cold, and he was fully clothed, and he was wearing a suit, not just everyday clothes. He’d ruined her favourite black and white skirt outfit; now she’d ruined one of his suits in
return.
She heard him get out of the pool, he had to swim over to the stairs and climb out. She even heard him peel, his jacket off. “Boy’s.” she hollered before he could say anything to her at all. “Your father is here.” she looked
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right at him finally, and it was still too funny to her. A snort of amusement came from her as she looked at: him. She couldn’t stop it if she tried. She’d never seen him look like that before. A deep frown touched his face as he stood staring at her.
He used a hand to push his now wet and messy hair back, and she turned away from him, as it shot an Image of him doing th
I as he got out of the shower in their master bedroom into her mind. “I’m sorry, Calvin muttered. “Got, confused for a moment.”
“Don’t do it again,” she stated as the boys finally arrived. They both came to a halt at the sight of their dad
wet.
fully drenched and dripping”
“You shouldn’t swim fully clothed,” Callum stated.
“I didn’t,” Calvin muttered, and she turned and saw him look at her, and she smiled all sweetly at him and raised an eyebrow. “I tripped and fell in the pool.” He stated, “I guess boys, I should have been more careful.”
They laughed. “Not even we fell in the pool,” Vincent pointed at him.
“Hmm, I’ll go and get changed and come back,” he stated, but before he walked away, he smiled at them and hunkered down. “It’s good to see you here, this was your mother’s house. Have you been shown around?”
“Mum’s house? Didn’t you live here too?” Callum asked right back.
That was something she’d not spoken of, because how did one tell them they were an accident born only from a loveless contract marriage? Calvin could explain that one to them. She wasn’t even going to try. She also knew Marrin had loved him, so it could well have just been loveless at his end.
She was still confused about that man and his true intentions for Marrin. She’d felt the pain and hurt of leaving him, but also seen his desperate search for Marrin at the same time, seen the flowers and what she’d thought was an engagement ring box as well. There were just still missing pieces to the puzzle to be filled in
for her.
She watched him walk off, and both boys looked at her, and she waved them off, knowing they wanted to go with him. She didn’t mind, they’d badger him about the house and why she and he didn’t live together. They’d asked her half a dozen times on the trip out here. They were very curious about all her photos here of her alone and none with their father.
She snickered to herself, and walked into the guest house to sit down. “Yes he does.” She murmured to herself and chuckled. Shoved about done. Now she just had to find a way to slap him right in his face. That
might take some lining up. She was really going to have to think about that, maybe wait for an opportune moment to come along. She kind of wanted that to be spontaneous, just come out of nowhere and chock
him completely.
But she’d gotten the desired reaction from him, he’d come rushing out here and called her Marrin, and shed been able to put him in his place. React to him touching her as Marilyn herself would, being that the last times he’d touched her weren’t so nice for her. That would be her reaction to him, regardless of who was
She logged into the house’s security system and pulled up the footage that it had just recorded from the guest house security camera’s and watched herself push Calvin into the pool, burst out laughing as she hit the record button and saved it to a USB, and then hacked the system and made it appear as though something was wrong with the camera for the next few minutes, so he wouldn’t see her reaction of trying not
to laugh.
She had a feeling he would check it at some point, but she was actually better at this stuff than he was. It’s why she’d been one of his employees that helped fix bugs in the system that he couldn’t do himself. She leaned back on the couch. She was she recalled a good asset to his company.
One of the reasons he and Wil had approached her once she’d moved here to Houston. Though she’d only been able to get temporary accommodation, and his proposition had resolved her accommodation issues. It took him 15 minutes to come back with the boys in tow, and he was wearing a pair of slacks and a dress shirt, shoes and socks, no vest and jacket, no tie and his shirt was undone at the collar. He had no casual clothes here everything up in that wardrobe for him was work clothes, suits, a dozen of them.
He walked into the guest house with the twins, and she looked at him when he stated her name “Marilyn, thank you for seeing your way to bringing the boys here, and to do it as you did!”
“Hmm, the boys wanted to surprise you. I…” she looked about “Guess I wanted to see if the house would help with my amnesia.”
“The boys told me you recall some things.”
“Hmm,” she nodded. “About the house’s layout.” She nodded.
“You don’t have to stay in the guest house. There are plenty of rooms in the house,” he told her as he sat
down.
“Hmm, I don’t think that’s wise at all, and I’m not…” she looked right at him.
“Understood.” He nodded. “Would you mind if I stayed in the main house then, while you’re all here?” She looked from him to both the boys, and they were staring at her with that ‘please mum‘ look, and she actually sighed at them, and then nodded “Fine, but I don’t‘ recall you, or anything, Mr Reeves bar this house, so don’t touch me or think I am your ex–wife, I’m not. Are we clear, and I’d appreciate you knocking before coming into this house. I understand it’s your home, and you own it, but unless you want me to go and stay in a hotel with the twins. They are the rules I want you to follow. I’d also appreciate you not calling me Marrin. I’m not her.”
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