Filed To Story: The Lingering Kiss of Farewell Novel
He had an apartment and Cliffside here in Texas and a house out in San Francisco, for business trips out to Silicon Valley, because he was there four or five times a year, anywhere from a few days, to weeks and sometimes for a month, depending on the reason he was there. He’d found that it was not only easier to have a house and a permanent place to be located while there, that it was also cheaper than paying for a hotel suite all the time.
Though that house, it was registered to C.R. Technology. All its employees that needed to head out to Silicon
Valley for work??elated purposes, were allowed to stay in that house. It saved them coming back here to the company accountant and her having to deal with tax receipts covering their accommodation for their business trips.
So he wasn’t the only one to use it or know about it, and he’d owned it before being married to Marrin. She also knew of that house out there. It had not been a secret and she herself had stayed in that house, with him at times, and with her own team as well.
He could actually smile at the memories of that, him and her alone together on business trips, especially in that last year of marriage. A part of him had wanted to just bed her relentlessly and, coming home from meetings, he’d pretty much done that, pulled her into their bed, and she’d never said know. They had worked well in that department always, and it had only gotten better as the years passed.
They both knew how to please each other in the bedroom. She’d not really even been shy about it that first time, had looked up at him about two months after being married to each other, as he’d been dropping her off at Cliffside after a charity gala and she’d stated,
“Did you want to spend the night with me?”
quite boldly.
It had surprised him a little that night, but he’d also known that he was not going to be the one to initiate that part of their relationship. He had made the decision that it was always going to be Marrin that started s*x within their marriage. He’d smiled at her and stated quite simply,
“I’d like that, Rin.”
and followed her inside the house right to her bedroom.
Where he had liked the s*x, it had been good right from their first time, Marrin had not been awkward about it, and he’d not been her first. She’d known what she wanted and how to get it as well. Something he’d actually liked about her was that she’d known what it was she wanted, as well as how to go about getting it
Marilyn
The boys had taken that phone that tracked their father upstairs with them when they’d gotten home, and she’d not thought anything of it at all, had asked where he was, and they’d yelled down
“In the office.”
Clearly checked that for themselves right away.
Now it was Tuesday morning, and she was standing with the phone in her hand. His schedule should have come in yesterday morning, and she’d not seen it due to the boys having the phone. She’d seen them bring it downstairs this morning and put it on the coffee table where it was to sit, and she’d asked Vincent to bring it to her so she could check Calvin’s schedule, and he’d looked at her with an odd expression.
Callum had jumped up.
“I’ll check it, mum.”
And he’d run off to pick that phone up.
“Dad’s not going anywhere this week, staying in Texas all week long.”
He’d stated and put the phone back down to come back to the breakfast table.
It was odd behaviour to her, because they always brought that phone to her when it chimed with a message. It only chimed once a week with his schedule unless amendments were made to it that was.
She watched them both sit at the table and be what she thought was overly animated, trying too hard to keep her attention on them, she thought. But it was the way they asked her where she was going, when she got up from the table that drew her undivided attention, and she knew something else was going on. It wasn’t something they’d ever asked her before as she moved about the house in the morning.
She’d sent them off to get changed for school and seen Callum go to get that phone.
“Leave it right there,”
She’d stated, and both boys had turned and looked at her.
“Or bring it to me.”
She’d offered another option to them to see just what they would do. Something was off, and she wondered if Calvin was here in Virginia without informing her about it.
She’d watched them look at the phone and then put it down on the table once more as she’d leaned back in her chair and sipped her morning coffee and watched them go upstairs, and she’d heard them talking in hushed tones. She had the feeling the twins wouldn’t want her to know if Calvin was here, when he should be.
She got up from the table and walked over there and picked up that phone, clicked that app open and saw that he was in Houston, though not in his office it was too early for that. At the apartment she knew where it was located.
She closed out of that and wondered just what they were talking about or trying to hide from her. She clicked into the message bank; all it ever showed was his schedule. Came in Monday morning 8:30, her time like clockwork. But that was not what she was looking at, as it opened. No, it was an entire conversation thread between the boys and Calvin himself. She stood there and scrolled through it until the very beginning of that conversation, just to see when it started. She could go through the content later.
To her disappointment, it had started early on Saturday morning, before they’d even left on their trip. The boys had taken the phone with them and, as she read down it, had also mentioned both Anabell and the new house.
If she didn’t have her memories back and didn’t know that Calvin wasn’t actually a crazy psychopath of a stalker, out to harm her on purpose, she’d be utterly furious right this very minute with both the boys.
She’d recalled seeing the phone on the coffee table the morning before they’d left the house, and only now realised that they had picked it up when running off to the bathroom that last time. She even recalled Callum banging the door shut and telling her the house was all locked up, they could go.
“Right!”
she muttered to herself in that living room. His schedule was also not at the bottom, but several texts above what was there. It had been sent as per normal on Monday morning. But the boys had talked to Calvin when they’d gotten home that night. She put that phone down and walked away from it.
Wondering what she was going to do about this very situation. They’d deliberately taken the phone with them and hidden the fact from her as well. Deliberately texted Calvin about the trip even though they knew she’d planned on leaving that phone here in this house so he wouldn’t know where they were going.
She had told them at the very beginning that she didn’t want Calvin to know her or their every move. Then they’d not only told him they were going on a trip but had now shown him exactly where they’d been, told him everything about that trip as well.
Calvin now not only knew about the house, but likely from that tracking app, exactly where it was, the address itself. He also knew that Anabell had been with them too now. Though he’d left that alone with the boys, hadn’t asked questions about Anabell to see if she was??il’s wife, so in all likelihood he had figured that part out on his own.
He couldn’t be so dumb as to think she wasn’t going to see all those messages going back and forth between them. He’d not asked the boys to delete them either, so Calvin had to know that she would at some point see them for herself. Maybe he was expecting her to lose it and get mad.
To take a moment to call him about all that had gone on over the weekend, make her initiate contact with him. She was packing the dishwasher when the boys came downstairs once more, and she said nothing about all that she had just learned.
She was not going to respond to Calvin in the manner she thought he would likely be expecting of her. Though pleading complete ignorance, that could see him just start calling and texting the twins all the time. He was supposed to be leaving them alone until December. She saw the boys off to school and stood staring at that phone. She was still stewing over what to do about the knowledge she had.
The boys clearly also knew she’d see those messages at some point, it would only take her accessing the phone. That’s why she’d gotten the odd look from Vincent, it had been a look of guilt and uncertainty. Because they’d done something wrong and they knew it. The amount of texts they’d sent to Calvin.
That showed her just how much they wanted to interact with their father. It didn’t really surprise her all that much. But they were in fact still trying to hide it from her. That was what she didn’t like about the situation. That was what she wanted to sort out.
She used her phone to take a shot of the first conversation and sent them to Wil and tagged it ‘I’m unhappy right this minute, Wil. At finding this on that phone and not being told about it.’
Then she made her way to her writing studio.
She received a reply of ‘I didn’t know about any of that myself. and then two minutes later she got ‘I saw the twins started that conversation, so Calvin technically didn’t breach anything Marilyn, I did advise him not to try and start a conversation with you or the twins, but that if you or the twins reached out to him he should respond to you or them. To not be seen as uncaring or ignoring any of you. So on a technicality, it’s not a breach on his end.’
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