Page 25 of Hollywood Fairytale

“It’s going to be hard to have sex with Mason and Leo around.” She blurted out and her face flushed. “I miss sexy times with you.”

“Leo won’t care, and Mason’s room is on the other side of the house, or you’ll just have to be quiet.” Alex was never quiet when we had sex. It was as if she was making up for all the years of never being able to make a noise during sex. As for me, I didn’t care, but I knew she didn’t want Mason or Leo to overhear us. I’d do whatever made her comfortable and to not have negative feelings about our sex life. Now that she wasn’t in that tiny house we wouldn’t have that problem. She could be as loud as she wanted, and I couldn’t deny that I loved I was the only man that had ever brought her to orgasm. Never would she go without again. If anyone was going to be denied it was me.

“We’ll figure it out when we get there. I don’t think Mason will have a problem being on the other side, but I want to make sure he’ll be comfortable.”

“I’ve been working on his room a little and I think he’ll like it. Lots of Marvel movie posters on the walls, with bedding to match. I may have even bought him some action figures that he already has to keep here.”

Alex sniffled as her lips tipped up in a sweet smile. “What did I ever do to deserve you? You’re the absolute best. You’re going to spoil him if you’re not careful.”

“There’s nothing wrong with a little spoiling every now and then. I may want to spoil you too.”

I watched as her face almost became alarmed. “No,” she shook her head a little too fast. It was a wonder she didn’t get dizzy from the movement. “You’ve already spoiled me too much. I don’t need anything, but you. Justyou, Luke.”

“That’s good to hear. Did you have something on your mind earlier?” I asked hoping that she’d tell me what was on her mind and off the thought of me spoiling her and Mason. It didn’t help that I hated the thought that she was keeping something from me.

She shook her head no as her eyes flicked up and down the screen of her computer then nodded her head. “Maybe, but I don’t want to ruin our talk or my buzz.”

What could she possibly have on her mind that would ruin our talk? Was she having doubts? Everything up until that moment had seemed fine. I knew that she missed me, but she had seemed to be handling the long distance.

When her ex found out they had moved, and he couldn’t get into the neighborhood, he tried to make her life a living hell with constant phone calls and texts. It got to the point that she had gotten a new phone and number and kept the other one only for her limited communication with Decker. To top it all off, he had found out that she was dating someone, but he didn’t know who yet. It seemed he had forgotten about me from the day of the funeral. Maybe he thought I dumped her. It didn’t matter.

“Okay,” she almost shouted with her eyes closed. “I need to know. Are you going to have to move back to Sweden?”

“What?” I laughed, but quickly contained it at the look of worry on her face. “No, I don’t plan to move back there any time in the near future. Maybe when we’re old.” I shrugged. I liked the idea of us living there once we were in our fifties or maybe older. “Who knows what we’ll want to do?”

“Who knows? You do! Are you going to have to move back?”

“No,” I shook my head reiterating what I’d said previously. “Why do you ask?”

“Someone put into my head that you might get deported or your visa might expire, and you’d have to go back.”

“Who the hell put that in your head?” My tone rose to the point of shouting, but I managed to reign myself in before I lost control. This was what she was worried about and I needed to relieve Alex of her worries that I’d be taken from her. Perhaps her ex had figured out who she was dating and was trying to get into her head. Whoever it was, they were no friend of hers if they were talking shit they had no clue about. “I have dual citizenship, so I can choose to live whichever place I choose. I have an apartment that I keep in Stockholm now that most of my family lives there. We all have places very close to one another and they look after mine. I think most of the time Leo lives there because he’s there every time we talk.”

Tears filled her eyes as she watched me speak. Once I was finished, one lone tear escaped as she sat still staring at her screen. Talk about a complete one-eighty. Was this because she’d been drinking or something more?

“I’m sorry I’m keeping you away from your family.” She frowned and took a large mouthful of her drink.

“Would you drink some water for me?” She nodded her head and produced her always present water bottle taking a big swallow. “Thank you. Now please listen to me. You arenotkeeping me from my family. The commitments thatImade, and their schedules, are what’s keeping us apart. Yes, I could have gone –”

I needed to choose my words carefully or they could be misconstrued especially in her drunken state. I wanted to say home but knew that those were the wrong words. Sweden had been my home for as long as I could remember until I met Alex. She wasnowmy home and I wanted to be where she was.

“For Christmas, I could have gone to Sweden to spend some time with my family, but I wanted to be withyou. I thought we needed that time for us to grow and spend more than a few days together at a time. In the long run, I have no doubt that there will be plenty of Christmas’s, many other holidays, and vacations that we’ll spend in Sweden or elsewhere with my family.” I took a deep breath as I took in her face. “You need to remember that it’s a two-way street and they can come to visit me as well. I don’t begrudge them for being busy and they understand why it’s been so long since I’ve seen them, and what’s kept me away.”

She blinked a couple of times before she spoke almost too quietly for me to hear. “Thank you for that, but I still feel guilty.” Lips turned down, she twirled her ponytail around her finger. “I wish you didn’t have to choose.”

“Baby, its fine. Don’t worry about it. One day you’ll have full custody and you can go wherever and whenever you want with Mason. Until that day, we’ll make the best of it. It’s no hardship.”

“It was Decker,” she blurted out, face red.

“What about him?” I was confused. What had the asshole done now?

“He was the one that put the idea of you being deported into my head. He found out who you are and is so pissed. Not that it matters, he would’ve been irate no matter who I dated. Even if he was some short, bald man. The only thing that would make him happy was if I found some man who abused me or if you broke up with me.”

“Not going to happen.” I fumed. Now wasn’t the first time I’d thought about paying him off to stay out of her and Mason’s lives. It would be worth it so that he didn’t pull anymore shit.

“He threatened to stop paying child support. Maybe then he’ll get in trouble and I can get full custody of Mason. That would be a dream.” She said the last wistfully.

“We’ll figure something out. Maybe if he stops paying child support it will help your case. I can’t say.”

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