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  "It's what I want and that's final, don't even think about arguing with me, you're lucky to even be here."

  "Please don't do this, I didn't do anything wrong..."

  "Didn't do anything wrong, are you fucking kidding me?"

  "I only did what I thought was right for you."

  "You lying bitch, don't even think of trying to sway me with more of your lies. You're fucked because I found you before you could put whatever sinister plans you had into action..."

  "Why won't you listen to me?"

  "Why Amber, because the last time I did that you almost killed me, now get the fuck out of my sight and find something for my son to sleep in."

  She walked away dejected but I didn't care, when she returned with his sleeper I snatched it from her and walked to the changing table with the baby. I was no expert but I had a niece, I've changed a diaper or two in my day. After he was all powdered and happy I took him with me. She was free to follow or not as she pleased. I wondered if I should call my mother but decided to put it off for the next day. It was bound to be a long one.

  I went to the kitchen to put together something for dinner, little Colin sitting in his child seat on the island. I had to remember to ask her for his birth certificate. The sooner I fixed his name the better I'd feel, come tomorrow I was going to start the ball rolling to make him mine legally, by the time I was finished my little deceiver wouldn't have a leg to stand on.

  "What's my son's name?" I questioned her as soon as she came into the room.

  "Colin Anthony..."

  "What I didn't hear you." She'd mumbled her answer.

  "Colin Anthony Stevens."

  She'd given him my name at least partially I guess I should be grateful for that. "You got the first two right, I'll see about changing the last."

  "What do you mean, he's my son Colin he has my name"

  "Well from where I'm standing he looks a lot like mine and my son will have my name. It wouldn't be fair to him to have a different name to his siblings when I do get married eventually now will it. Can't have my son thinking I didn't want to own him, or maybe we should tell him when he's old enough what a manipulative bitch his mother is?"

  Did she just throw something at my head? Oh ho, ho. Bring it on baby.

  Colin

  "What the fuck! Have you lost your fucking mind?"

  I picked up the pottery shards from the bowl she'd thrown, crazy bitch.

  "Listen to me, I don't know what the hell is going on okay, but I just spent the last ten months killing myself trying to give you what you wanted. The first few weeks I was scared to be pregnant, then I was scared I was gonna lose him because I was so damn sick all the time. When I wasn't scared about that I was scared I wouldn't be able to work because I was sick all the time. Now you show up acting like I've done you wrong when I'm the one who got screwed and since you refuse to listen to a damn thing I say I have to piece it together myself so you Colin Stewart can go fuck yourself.”

  "Watch your mouth."

  "You watch your fucking..." I was across the room before she could finish, she tried evading me but I was too fast for her.

  "I said watch, your, fucking, mouth." She had the good sense to keep quiet.

  "I don't know what the fuck you're ranting and raving about, doing what's best for me, it's all bullshit, and you're right I don't want to hear it. But believe this if you've never believed anything else in your life, when it comes to my son I'll have the final say, not you. Now get that through your fucking head, don't try to take me on sweetheart, better men than you have tried and failed." I walked away before I did something regrettable, like maybe kissing her. I'd never seen such fire in her except in the bedroom, but if I gave into her now it would give her the upper hand and that will never happen, this arrangement whatever it was is going to be on my terms.

  Amber

  I don't think I'd ever met a more pigheaded man in my life, how come I didn't see this side of him in Greece? Maybe because in Greece he didn't think you did whatever it is he thinks you did? Maybe because there's something going on here that you know nothing about?

  What a mess, okay time to think, but where should I start? I had no idea what the hell I was dealing with here. Obviously Colin wasn't going to be of any help. Whatever it is he thinks I did must be really bad because he hates me now and that was hard. Even though I'd never expected to see him again at least I'd had the memories of our short lived love. The happy carefree days on the isle, but now who knows what the hell was going to happen next. One thing’s for sure I was willing to do anything to keep my son, even unto death. There was no way I was letting him take him away from me.

  I nuzzled my son in his new high tech seat, of course only the best for Colin Stewart's first born. As his crazy father puttered around the kitchen knocking around the pots and pans I tickled his little feet.

  Chapter 8

  Colin

  "I can hear you plotting from all the way over here, whatever it is you can forget it, just remember what's at stake here. I have the money and the resources to bury you in the courts, all I'd have to do is show the judge pictures of where my son spent the first six weeks of his life compared to what I can give him.” I gave her a smug smile that was sure to get her riled.

  "Speaking of six weeks did you have your doctor's checkup?" She got a confused look on her face.

  "Yes I did, why."

  "Oh no reason everything okay?"

  "Of course he said everything was fine, again why?"

  You're suspicious, good.

  "Just wondering how long I would have to wait to fuck you."

  Amber

  "What?" The diabolical fiend just turned his back after making such a disgusting suggestion.

  "Are you insane I'm not sleeping with you."

  "Suit yourself, kiss our son on your way out, it was nice knowing you. Wait a minute I take that back, it wasn't so nice after all was it? I do thank you for my son though."

  "You, who are you? What..."

  "Who I am Amber is the man you created, now get the fuck out of my house."

  "Are you nuts? I'm not going anywhere without my son." I wish these treacherous tears would just go away.

  "Wrong again, which part of this don't you understand, he's mine, what's mine I keep, since you don't want to play by my rules you 're free to go, but my son stays."

  "So you're saying that if I want to keep my son I have to play your whore?"

  "That sounds about right...Uh, uh, uh I wouldn't throw that if I were you, you got away with it once, I won't be so lenient the next time."

  I really wanted to smash his face with the flower vase it was nice and heavy too, I'm sure I could do some damage. But I didn't know this stranger, this wasn't my Colin, my Colin would never say these things to me, but this man just might carry out his threat.

  "You can't blackmail me into having sex with you, that's just...I don't even know what that is. Besides if you hate me so much why would you even want to sleep with me?"

  "It's simple, my dick still finds you attractive, until he finds a replacement you'll do. In other words until I've had my fill of you; then you can go wherever the hell you want. I might even be prepared to finance that photo studio you've always wanted to open, but make no mistake my child will never leave this house."

  Could this really be the man I had fallen in love with? What the hell does he think I did? And why the hell isn't he married already? That's what I'd been told, that his future wife didn't mind his little indiscretions of which apparently there had been quite a few before me, but since the wedding was so close it would be kind of crass for me to be hanging around. Those words had destroyed me; I'd been a walking shell for weeks until I’d learned about the baby. But something wasn't adding up here, he was way too angry at a little insignificant fling, which is what I was led to believe I was. What the hell was going on?

  "You're still here I thought you were leaving or have you decided to accept my terms?"

  I
looked at my son so innocently sleeping while his mama's life was being torn to shreds. Anything Amber anything for him I couldn't fight Colin's billions, I wasn't stupid enough to go that route but neither could I accept playing his whore after having what I thought was his love. But what choice did I have? He held all the cards. Will my life ever be fair?

  I took a deep breath in and exhaled out loudly.

  "I'll fuck you but I won't sleep with you." I had to have something my way.

  "You'll sleep where I tell you and make that the last time you speak to me like that. The sweet little innocent I met on that island never raised her voice much less cussed like a sailor, it's very unattractive." The smug bastard, that's it. The vase was a lost cause after all; too bad I missed again.

  Colin

  I'm really going to have to work on her penchant for throwing shit at my head. I gave her a harsh glare to let her know I meant business.

  "You were warned Amber but since you persist in throwing shit I hope you're prepared to bear the consequences. She was literally vibrating with anger. When did I become this perverse that her anger actually turned me on? I gave her body a slow perusal before turning back to the Alfredo sauce I had going on the stove.

  "Why don't you make a salad after you clean this up?"

  She mumbled something at my suggestion.

  "What was that? I don't think I heard you."

  She ground her teeth like a petulant child as she searched out the dustpan and broom to clean up her mess. Colin Anthony started fussing himself awake.

  "Shoot I wanted to take a shower before he woke up, now it's too late. "

  "Don't look at me like it's my fault I didn't ask you down here to throw shit in my kitchen, why don't you see to my son and give the theatrics a rest."

  "Self righteous prick."

  "There's nothing righteous about what I have in store for you little Amber."

  She took the baby out of the seat and made to leave the room.

  "Where do you think you're going?"

  "I'm taking him upstairs to feed him."

  "There are any number of perfectly good chairs down here for you to use, choose one."

  I'm sure she was giving me the finger mentally right now, it made me want to laugh, I like this feisty Amber, I would've enjoyed drawing her out if we'd ever got the chance at a life, but she'd put the kibosh on that.

  She drew out one of the chairs from the table and sat with her back to me. I guess that was supposed to snub me or at the very least get a rise out of me, it was but not the kind she probably intended. This spitting hellcat was quite the turn on I'll have to remember to keep my feelings on a tight rein. Already I could feel a little softening towards her, the way she was with our son, that's the woman I had met and fallen in love with. The nurturing motherly type what a con.

  Chapter 9

  Amber

  After feeding the baby Colin had demanded to burp him of all things, I wished he would throw up all over his expensive shirt but even my son was against me and remained on his best behavior.

  I sat through dinner only eating because I was a nursing mother and my baby needed me to stay healthy. I had nothing to say to the infuriating man who sat across from me sipping his glass of wine which he'd poured himself while telling me I wasn't allowed any since I was feeding his son. As if I didn't know that already. I'm sure he was just trying to get under my skin.

  "May I be excused master?" Way to flaunt a red flag before the bull Amber.

  "Wow, you're a fast learner, go ahead on up, I'll be up soon, you remember which bedroom is mine I hope. See you in twenty minutes." I gave one last look to my son before stomping from the room. I hated leaving little Anthony but I needed to wash off the grime and I was sure Colin wouldn't let anything happen to the baby. At least I trusted him with that.

  I think I fell asleep in the bathtub because when I came to the water was cold and I was a prune. I got out the tub and used the last of my moisturizer and some skin cream. For some reason pregnancy had made my skin extremely dry. I hadn't been able to buy more of my favorite products because babies needed a boatload of stuff and his needs superseded mine. I left the room and headed for the nursery, which if I remember had been a guest room last time I was here.

  My sweet boy was asleep, his little hand in his mouth, gosh he was so beautiful. I loved him more than my own life everything was going to be okay for him, I'd see to it.

  I left the nursery and took two steps towards the master bedroom before a little imp made me change direction. I'd be damned if I was going to him like a lamb to the slaughter, if he wanted me in there he'd have to drag me kicking and screaming.

  "And here I thought you were such a quick learner." I felt his hand on my nape as he turned me around and headed back in the opposite direction. Where the hell had he come from?

  "Don't do this Colin."

  "You had your chance, you made your choice." He marched me into the room.

  "Strip."

  Colin

  What am I doing? Could I really do this? What have I become? What had I allowed her to do to me? I'd become a complete stranger, how much of one I didn't know until this moment. The moment where I was about to rape the mother of my son. Fuck. This couldn't be me I wouldn't let it be me, I'll have to exact my vengeance some other way, but it wouldn't be by forcing a nineteen year old girl to my bed no matter what she'd done, and no matter how much I still wanted her.

  I threw one of my old college t-shirts at her and climbed in on my side of the bed. She'd spent five nights in this room, not this bed though, I'd gotten rid of that one, couldn't stand to look at it after she left knowing we'd never share what we had there again. Besides her scent had been embedded in the damn thing and was driving me crazy.

  She was still standing where I left her with my shirt in her hand a confused look on her face. Good that made two of us because I didn't know what the hell I was doing anymore. Why I couldn't bring myself to hurt her the way she'd hurt me.

  "Put on the shirt and get in the bed before I change my mind. She hurried towards the walk in closet for privacy while she changed. I turned my back and settled down for a long night.

  "If you have any ideas about making a run for it in the middle of the night, first you wouldn't get past the gate, second there're guard dogs roaming around out there who're trained to kill on sight. And if by chance you should get by either of those things I will find you and God help you then." I laid my head down with my back to her as she climbed in as far away from me on the king sized bed as she could. Just to be perverse I taunted her. I had changed my mind yes, but she didn't know that.

  "I can't fuck you from all the way over there."

  "But you said..."

  "I said what...Come here." She took too long so I dragged her across the space by her arm. She was stiff as a board and for some insane reason that made me want to laugh. Why? when she was being so disobedient was beyond me. Maybe I had become a truly perverse person.

  "Relax you'll enjoy it more" I nuzzled her neck just for effect. Big mistake. I was hard as a fucking pike and she stiffened even more if that were possible. I pulled her fully into me half covering her body with mine. I didn't really intend on sleeping like that just long enough to put fear in her and then I'd turn away and get some sleep, but somehow I found my body relaxing in a way it hadn't in a long time, not since the night before she left.

  Eventually her body relaxed and I think she dozed off, I wasn't too far behind her.

  Something woke me in the night, what the hell was that? I couldn't place the sound. I'd been enjoying the best sleep I'd had in forever that much I knew. The sound came again and the heavy weight on my arm helped to farther clear my head. The baby was awake.

  I looked at her to see if she'd awaken and go to him but she didn't even stir, probably hadn't slept a wink since our son was born.

  I went and got him up after checking the clock it was three in the morning. He'd slept for a good little while.

 
"Hey buddy, it's your dad, you're probably hungry huh." I changed his diaper and walked back to the room, climbing onto the bed, I tried to lift her shirt without waking her so he could get to his food without disturbing her, at least he wasn't crying anymore.

  "Colin I love you."

  I was stopped cold was she shitting me? Who was she trying to kid? I started to berate her until I realized she was asleep. What the fuck was that? No, no, no, no, no. She wasn't doing this to me again, I'd gone back on the fucking her into submission bit but I'd be damned if I was going to fall into her trap again. But why would she say that while she was asleep? When all her defenses were down, I couldn't think about that now I had to get my son fed. I didn't want to think about it, too many implications.

  I woke her none too gently by shaking her.

  "Wake up Amber, the baby's hungry." I had to start calling my son by his name, but I hated Junior and I despised Collie, and he was way too cute for Col. His mother calls him Anthony, I was thinking Colin Anthony but that might be a mouthful.

  She finally roused enough to take him. She moved like an automaton, lifting the shirt and attaching him in one smooth motion, like she'd had lots of practice instead of just the last few weeks. She still didn't seem to be fully awake as she hummed some lullaby to Anthony.

  I watched them together, some foreign emotion choking me, she was so fucking perfect, why was she so perfect and how? I didn't understand any of this, she keeps asking me to listen but I'm afraid to and I don't fucking know why. What was I afraid of? What could she possibly say? I had the evidence didn't I? The proof of her crimes against me; Fuck I hate being uncertain of anything.

  When the baby was done I took him and burped him on the way back to his room. His mother was asleep again before we left the room. I came back and drew her back into my arms, this time not so forcefully because I'm a sap. I could feel my heart softening again and prayed to God this time I'd escape unscathed and with my sanity intact. She smelt sweetly of mother's milk and peaches, damn I was hard again, first time in ten damn months and it had to be her. Colin I love you. I think I'm going to hear that just the way she'd said it for the rest of my life. I subconsciously played with her hair the way I once use to before falling off to sleep.