Lies, Sacrifices, and Alibis

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Chapter 56

He got a fax?

Arching a brow, I looked at him. “What do ya mean ya got a fax? Which day?”

“Oh, stop the act, already! You can quit acting like it wasn’t you that sent me that fax!”

I blinked at him, genuinely surprised. “Excuse me. If I had known you were his brother, an’ knew of your existence, don’t ya think I would’ve made every excuse possible not to go to that damn dinner? Mike never told me about you. He never even whispered that he had a brother.”

He stopped ranting. I think that was where he finally believed me. He tilted his head to the side. “You really didn’t send it?”

“No. Do ya honestly think if I’d known you were Mike’s brother, of all people that I would’ve slept with you? That would make one hell of a Christmas, wouldn’t it?”

“Did Mike know of your plan?”

“No. The only person who knew of this plan was the one who created it; my sister.”

“Oh, so you knew Mike couldn’t have any kids then?”

What?! “What the hell are ya talkin’ about? I just told you that he an’ I tried for ten fuckin’ years to have a baby. He was filled with excuses why it wasn’t happenin’, but at no time did he tell me he couldn’t have any kids.”

“So, he never told you?”

“Told me what? The only reason he got me to marry him was because he claimed he wanted to have as many kids as I do; gazillions of them.”

“Mike can’t have kids… like ever.”

“Why not? Is he fixed? If so I’m gonna kill him for lyin’ to me.”

He stared at me hard for a few minutes. “You really don’t know.”

“Know what?”

That’s when he told me the family secret.

“When he was fifteen years old, Mike got chicken pox. He was a little older than most and because of that, it fried his sperm bank… or something. The doctor said he would never, in his lifetime, be able to have kids. He could still have an orgasm, but he’s shooting blanks.”

I stared at him hard for a few minutes. Sinking back in the chair, I stared up at the ceiling. I thought of all those excuses he fed me. All the bending over backwards I did to make every excuse null and void. Mike couldn’t have kids? He’d been bullshitting me all this time? If he knew he couldn’t have kids, then didn’t he know Logan wasn’t his?

“Our whole marriage is based on one fuckin’ lie after another.”

“…and you lied to me.” He told me calmly. “What’s the difference in you being lied to and you lying to me about everything? Hell, all the time we spent together, I knew you were the girl I was waiting for.”

“What’s the difference? We were together, as a hook up, for ten days. Mike, my husband, has been lyin’ to me for ten fuckin’ years.” I sighed. “… an’ I didn’t lie to you.”

“You didn’t tell me you were married!”

“I told ya I was on a fantasy vacation, an’ we wouldn’t talk about either of our personal lives. That should’ve been your first clue right there.”

“Shh, our son is sleeping.” He shook his head. “Why? Why did you do it? Did you do all that just to have a baby, or was it because you wanted some strange so that you could see just how wonderful Mike was and how lucky you were?”

I sighed. How many times did he have to hear me answer the same questions? “No. I wanted to keep my marriage, but I wanted a baby. I once thought I was happy with him… until… until I met you an’ found out what true happiness was. I wasn’t tryin’ to fall in love with another man. I only wanted a baby.”

“…and you got one.”

“It hasn’t been without consequences. I had a hard pregnancy an’ was put on bedrest. The guilt was so bad because of what I did to you. I wanted to go back to California an’ find ya. After Logan was born, I felt guilty because you’d never know ya had a son. All it did was made it worse with Mike. You ruined me from my marriage. I went from our great sex an’ you an’ your desirable kissin’ to his slug-infested tongue in my mouth an’ his fifteen minutes of sex. I was in misery… but now?”


“Now, I don’t feel guilty about Mike.”

“Well, I’m about to make it worse for you.”

I looked up at him not sure what he was about to do. Oh, he could definitely make things a lot worse for me. He could take my child from me. Fuck Mike! I wasn’t worried about him. I was worried about my baby, though. “What do ya mean?”

He watched me closely. “I don’t care.”

“You don’t care about what?”

“That’s my son. I don’t want my brother raising my baby. I want him to know who his father is. I want to take him to the zoo. I want to play with him in the park. I want to be a part of my son’s life.”

“Well, that’s gonna be a little hard to explain, don’t ya think?”

“This isn’t up for discussion. I’m telling you, now, I want to raise my own son as mine and I refuse to be called Uncle Corey.”

I sighed. I didn’t blame him. It was wrong for me to even begin to ask him to do that. Reaching over, I grabbed my cigarettes, quickly lighting one. This was a huge clusterfuck and I had no clue how to fix it. I wasn’t sure how Corey felt about me, but I knew that I still loved him. I knew a lot of people were going to be hurt. I had to think of something. This clusterfuck was my life and it wasn’t headed down a good path.


He slowly walked towards me. “You and I didn’t talk about a lot of reality during that fantasy week, but it wasn’t what we did or didn’t say. It’s the way you make me feel. It’s the way I know I make you feel. We’re perfect for each other. I’m the ying to your yang. Tell me I’m wrong.”

I swallowed. What was he saying? “What are ya talkin’ about?”

“Tell me that I am wrong and I will go away. I will leave you and my son to your perfect little world. I will vanish and you will never hear from me again… if I’m wrong. Was everything with us just a charade to you? Did you have any feelings for me at all?” He continued to slowly move towards me. I started getting a little worried. Not because I thought he was going to kill me, because I knew exactly what he had on his mind because I wanted it too. “Was it so easy for you to just leave me without even a goodbye note?”

That pissed me off and I squashed the cigarette out in the ashtray. “Did I have any feelings for you?” I looked around, bringing my gaze back to his eyes. I stood, walking towards him with my finger raised. “I fell in love with you, ya idiot! I didn’t wanna leave ya. I wanted to throw my whole life away an’ stay. How would that have worked? Oh… by the way… my name is Elyse an’ I have a husband. I’m married, an’ I live in Maryland.”

“Do you still feel the same way?”

“What does it matter? No matter how we look at this I’m still married… to your brother… with your baby.” I took a few steps back as he approached. “How can I change that?”

“I had one girlfriend who hurt me so long ago. After the pain of that I swore I would never allow myself to be hurt again. I stayed away from women for the most part. I never allowed myself to get close to one. I didn’t want it. I felt my job was more important than being with a woman. You changed all that for me in just one week.”

“Corey, it still doesn’t change any of the facts.”

“Fact: you can divorce the man who lied to you. He got you to marry him based on a lie when he knew what the truth was. Marriage is like a business arrangement. When one of you faults on the contract, it no longer means the same.”

“I don’t think it’s that easy.”

“Fact: you can tell him you’re in love with another man; the father of your baby because you know he can’t have kids. You know it because of the first fact that breeched the contract of your marriage certificate.”

“Ya make it sound so cut an’ dry. That’s what got me into this. I listened to a cut an’ dry plan that had more dips an’ turns an’ dead man curves.”

“Fact: you can marry me and we can have it all.” He continued walking towards me until he backed me against the wall. He stood in front of me, running his fingers through my hair, and gently caressing my cheek.

I swallowed the lump in my throat, knowing it was my heart trying to leap out of my chest. “Corey…”

He brushed the strands lightly over my shoulder. “Fact: I fell in love with you. All it took was one week and I knew that I wanted you for a lifetime. I don’t just want you because of Logan. I want you because I can’t breathe without you in my life. Nothing seems right anymore. I had it all. I had a great life. After meeting you, I realized it wasn’t so great without someone to share it with. I want you, Logan, and about twenty other children.”

I stared at him. That was exactly what Mike said knowing he couldn’t have any. Granted, I knew Corey could. We had Logan. I sighed. “Why do men keep tempting me into marriage with babies?”

“Because you’re easy to read and it’s what you really want.” He wrapped his arms around me, gripping my hair, pulling hard enough to make me look up at him. “You’re mine, Alicia Tanner, and you will be forever. I don’t care how it happens, but I want it soon.” He leaned in lightly pressing his lips to mine before pulling back, teasing me. “Do you understand?” His question was more of a statement. “You tell him or I will tell the lot of them the day I come and kidnap my woman and my son.”

“What is this effect you have over me, Corey?”

“It’s called true love.”

“I’ve never had anyone in my life that makes me feel the way you do.”

“Not even Mike?”

“Not even Mike. When I’m with you, it’s like my first crush all over again.”

“You didn’t answer my question.”

I laughed. “Mm, yes I hear you. I’ll make it happen. Now, kiss me before I just die right here in your arms.” I started to sing. “Whoa… I… I just died in your arms toni–”

It didn’t take long before that smile faded and he leaned in and kissed me. It wasn’t like his first one, or his last one. This one was filled with a sense of urgency. It was so hard it bruised my lips. As he roughly pulled at my clothes, I pulled on his. He pushed me on the bed and there was nothing to stop the love we shared. While Logan slept in the next room, we rekindled that flame.

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