Lies, Sacrifices, and Alibis

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Chapter 55

This was the moment I waited for. I dreamed of this very moment right here. However, in my dreams, it didn’t quite go like this.

Remember in the beginning, where I argued with Tania that I was going to get fucked from this plan of hers? Okay. So, it wasn’t a health issue, but I was dead on accurate when I said it would be a blood issue. I had broken one of the marital cardinal vows. No. Not breaking my vows with my husband, which was bad enough. Unbeknownst to me, I slept with my brother-in-law.

“Hey there, buddy.” Corey smiled as he took Logan, inspecting him. “Look at you. You have my eyes, my nose, my lips, my hair…” He looked at me as he closed the door. “What did he get of yours?”

I walked in, setting down the diaper bag, the backpack, and my purse. I wasn’t sure how this was going to go at this point. I had a feeling it wasn’t going to be good. I was nervous. Yes, in a way I deserved this. I guess. Destiny has a weird sense of humor. “My toes.”

“He got your long, skinny toes? It serves you right. Let’s hope he didn’t get your ability to lie too.”

“I’m not a liar.”

He just stared at me as if I wore a wig and it was backwards. If he was going to say something, he didn’t… not yet. He took off Corey’s coat and smiled as he touched his face lightly. “I don’t know why anyone else didn’t pick up that he looks like me. He’s the spitting image of me.”

“It’s not uncommon for children to look like their uncles.”

“I’m not his uncle.”

“In their eyes, you are. Your mother might’ve picked up on how much ya look like Logan. She started to mention somethin’ in the hospital, but Mike silenced her.”

“Yeah, he’s good about that.”

“I really didn’t mean for this to happen. I wanted to tell ya about Logan, but not like this.”

“We’ll not discuss this in front of the baby. He doesn’t need to know that you used him in your schemes,” he told me angrily.

Logan was fascinated by him. I wondered if he could tell who this man was. He loved to look at himself in the mirror. Did he know he was looking into an older version of himself?

Corey chuckled. “I see he loves to pull hair.”

“Yep, just like his daddy.”

He turned, glaring at me. “Which daddy?”

Shaking my head, I sighed. “You’re his father. I meant you. Look, I don’t wanna fight with you. I just wanna–”

He held up his hand. “Hold that thought.” Walking to the diaper bag, he leaned down and took out Logan’s blanket and his bottle. He had a crib positioned by the couch. He laid him down inside and handed him his bottle. He lovingly covered him with the blanket. Gently, he ran his hand over his head, smiling down at him. It was such a loving moment.

Smiling, I felt a tug on my heart strings while watching him. The man was meant to be a daddy. He was so loving, so gentle, and so kind. The way he looked down at his son with such love, it was the sweetest thing I had ever seen.

The moment was forgotten as he looked at me, pointing to the bedroom. I looked into the room like it was a torture chamber. Picking up my cigarettes and lighter, I walked in.

He entered behind me, closing the door.

I turned and looked into his angry eyes. I could tell he was furious. I sighed, moving to sit in the chair beside the bed. “Corey, ya don’t–”

“Oh! So, you do remember who I am, huh?”

“Of course, I know who you are. You don’t know how I felt the day I left.”

He rolled his eyes. “You left, didn’t you? That says it all right there. You got what you wanted from me and it was time to come back to your perfect life.”

“I don’t wanna argue with ya an’ I’m not gonna–”

“Well guess what? It’s not up to you. It’s not your fantasy vacation this time. This is re-a-li-ty. Ooh, and what do you know about that? I have left your fantasy world and I’m in your reality.” He glared at me. “I’ll bet that’s a scary thought, huh? You thought you had the perfect world, all wrapped up with a bow, now that you had the perfect guy and baby. Guess what? I’m here to fuck all that up.”

I wasn’t sure if anything I said could make this situation any better. Did I blame him? No. I deserved this and much more, but you know I suffered.

“Nothin’ is perfect about this situation. I never lied to you. I told you it was a fantasy vacation an’ that’s why ya didn’t get my name.” I shook my head, trying to control my anger. “I have a husband who I’m more friends with than a wife. I’m with him outta loyalty more than love, but I really want to be with another that-” I shook my head. “Forget it. Just tell me what ya want.”

“Loyalty? I’ve had dogs that were more loyal than you. Loyal doesn’t go out and fuck some random guy and get pregnant and have another man’s kid while pawning it off as your husband’s!”

“I know…”

“You know what?”

“I know! You don’t think I know how bad this is? You don’t think that I haven’t thought of nothin’ but what I did? Yes. You got the shit end of this stick.”


“The goal was to go to California an’ find a man who looked like my husband. He had to be the spittin’ image or I wasn’t gonna go through with it.”


“I wanted a baby. Mike an’ I tried for ten years to have one. He knew from the beginnin’ that I wanted many. He used to tell me that we would have our own baseball team. Tanner Team – Triple T. I argued with him all the time about us goin’ to find out why we weren’t havin’ a baby. It was the only way to get a child an’ still keep my marriage because I was in love with my husband.”

“There are clinics that help with that sort of thing.”

“You don’t think I suggested that? I begged Mike for us to go an’ find out which one of us couldn’t have a baby. He was adamant that wasn’t happenin’. He refused. He didn’t think we had a problem. I knew we did. When he told me to adopt one or buy one, I realized that he didn’t care if it was his kid or not, but I wanted my own baby. My flesh an’ blood.”

“Why did you go to California for this search?”

“I didn’t wanna run into the guy at the grocery store.”

He smirked. “Irony at its best.”

“Yeah, I know.”

“I’ve had detectives searching for you.”

My heart leapt out of my chest. “Ya have?”

“I took a picture of you at dinner, when you weren’t looking, and they were looking for Alicia. I even checked the fax I got that morning telling me to be at the beach because my dream girl was there.”

…and here I thought I knew everything about the plan to get pregnant, but it seems there was more to this little story than even I knew.

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