Total pages in book: 100
Estimated words: 91467 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 457(@200wpm)___ 366(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91467 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 457(@200wpm)___ 366(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
I’d given some thought to sharing my plans with my brother but in the end decided against it. This was mine to do alone. I needed to make this shit right without getting anyone else involved lest this thing went south.
We got to the beach house in the early evening just as the kids had reached their limit. I helped get the kids settled while my brother and his crew secured the house. I wasn’t expecting any danger here since Mindy had no idea that this place existed. But to put Zandi at ease I let them do their thing.
Now I have to figure out how to get away to do my thing without freaking her the hell out or raising suspicion. Mom and dad were going to be here in a day or two, perfect time for me to do what I need to.
My girl grew less tense within minutes of us getting settled in and the kids were already drooping. I had a short window in which to do what I had to if I wanted things to play out the way I see it in my head.
I didn’t give shit away in the next few days as I spent every moment with my wife and kids. When she wasn’t playing with the kids she was on the computer looking for a house.
And that’s the time I used to do my thing. I had a pretty good idea what I was looking for. All it took was going back over the notes I’d kept when I was looking for her two years ago.
I found what I was looking for, but it had been so long I wasn’t sure the place would still be available. It didn’t take long to find that it was mine for the taking. I made the necessary arrangements and was grateful that I had the money to do what needed to be done without too much red tape.
As things started coming together the more relaxed I felt, the more at peace with the decision I’d made. More importantly, my wife had lost that hunted look from her eyes.
She seemed much freer and excited at the prospect of moving into a new home, having a new start, and whatever fear she’d had after learning about Mindy’s release seemed to have receded a lot.
I only left her once, under the pretense of going to the office to pick up some papers. She bought it, and since she was far away from home, wasn’t afraid to be left alone for a few hours.
Of course I made her promise to stay inside with the doors locked and the alarm set. It was the only way I could do what needed to be done without worrying.
At the end of the day once the babies were down and it was just her and I in the still of the night, we’d sit out on the porch overlooking the water, just happy to be together again.
And when I took her to bed and put her beneath me each night, there was nothing on either of our minds except each other.
Tonight I got started early. My parents were going to be here in the morning and this was going to be the last time for a while at least that we could be alone like this with each other.
As she sat on the lounger in front of me, I ran my hands over her shoulders and down her arms and back again. “How’re you feeling baby?” She moved her arm sneakily out of the way so that I could get to her tit.
“This was the best idea coming here. It’s like we left all that other stuff behind us back there.”
“Yeah, I should’ve thought of it as soon as we found the babies.”
“It’s good. She doesn’t know where we are and that’s all I care about. I’m not afraid for myself, but the babies…. If we didn’t have the kids to worry about I can’t tell you what I would do to her.” The fuck!
My hand stopped moving. I knew that shit she told me before was suspect. The girl’s damn near a saint but even she can’t be that understanding. Now I know the truth. She was holding back because of the kids.
“What do you mean? I thought you said you were fine with the law taking care of it.” She shrugged her shoulders and looked back at me.
“Yeah, I’m fine with that because if I go to jail who’s gonna take care of my kids?”
“What could you possibly do that would land you in jail?” I have to hear this shit.
“I’d like to break her neck, or maybe that’s too easy. How about I chain her to a bed and torture her for two years?”
For the next ten minutes we played the game where she came up with more inventive punishments for Mindy. I didn’t feel too bad about my own plans now seeing as how my woman is a bloodthirsty little heathen and her shit makes mine seem normal.