Chapter 36

They arrived back in New York and took a cab back to their apartment. Tonight, they would rest, but tomorrow it was time to start packing.

Since his furniture was still fairly new, it would be going with them, though they still had to buy more, as the house was much bigger.

They woke up feeling energized, and after eating, they started the dreary task of packing up the smaller items.

After three hours, they were getting tired, and he suggested they go furniture shopping, which she was more than happy to do.

They could have shopped online, but she was one of those women who liked to see what it looked like before buying.

After a few hours, they had gotten just about everything they needed. What was left to get was the furniture for her office. Being hungry after hours of shopping, they stopped for a late lunch.

“Dexter, what do you think you’re doing?” she asked when she felt his hand on her leg and moving up.

He leaned over and whispered in her ear. “I’m seeing how fast I can get you wet.” A smile crossed his lips.

“Now that didn’t take long,” he said when he felt over the material of her panties and started rubbing.

“What if someone sees you?” she asked. Her face turned red, and she started breathing heavily.

“No one can see with these long tablecloths. Baby, you’re getting so wet. I want to fuck you now. Let’s sneak into the bathroom and let me put it in you.”

When he saw the look of shock on her face, he snickered. “Wasn’t it you that said you wanted to do kinky stuff?”

“No. Someone might catch us.”

“They won’t. Now go, or I’ll go under this table, pull down your panties, and have my dessert. It’s up to you,” he said, moving his fingers under her panties.

She knew he would do it if she didn’t do as she was told, so she pushed his hand away. She got up and walked toward where the washrooms were located, without looking back at him.

She went inside and locked the door and removed her panties, stuffing them into her purse. She heard two light knocks and knew it was him, so she opened the door.

He stepped in, locked the door, and pulled his zipper down with his free hand. “Turn around and bend over,” he ordered.

He felt the swelling inside his pants when she lifted her dress up over her waist and turned around and bent over. He could hear her heavy breathing as he placed his hands on her hips.

“Try not to make any noise,” he said, his hand moving over her pussy, which was wet. “You have an amazing ass,” he said, sliding inside her and starting to thrust.

He knew she wanted to scream out, but he was impressed with how she was able to control herself.

Her moans were soft and quiet, and he knew that she was loving the excitement of being naughty in a public place.

They came together, and he held her for a moment before pulling out and turning her around. He gave her a passionate kiss.

“One of us should go out first, and the other one waits a few minutes,” he said as they cleaned up.

“I can’t believe we did that,” she answered, slipping on her panties.

He had his hand on the doorknob, ready to leave. “But I know you liked it. Next time I’ll go down on you from under the table.” With a wide grin on his face, he walked out and back to their table.

She checked herself in the mirror and applied her lipstick, wondering if people would know what they had done, and if they’d be staring at her.

Taking a deep breath, she left the washroom, looking straight ahead, not daring to look at the other diners. She made her way back to the table.

Two days later it was moving day. They got up early, as the movers were on their way to pick up the furniture and all of their belongings.

The truck loaded, Dexter and Roxie headed over to their new home. They arrived just as the moving van did.

The morning was busy, getting the movers to put all the furniture right where they wanted everything. When they were done, the men left, leaving the newlyweds alone in their new home.

But sadly, even though Dexter was able to get the morning off work, he still had to go in the afternoon. She, however, still had a few days off.

Before he went to leave, he pulled her into his arms. “I’m so sorry to leave you with all these boxes to unpack.”

“It’s okay. You have to go to work, and I’ll be just fine,” she said, putting her arms around his neck and looking into his eyes with love.

“Well just don’t overdo it, and when I get home, I’ll help you. I can’t wait to spend my life with you in this house.

“If there’s anything you want to change, just let me know, and I’ll get it done for you.”

“No way. It’s perfect the way it is. And what I really like is my closet upstairs in our bedroom. I think it’s even bigger than the one I had at my father’s place.”

He laughed. “Yes, I believe it is. Once we get everything put away and settled, we’ll go over and get the rest of your belongings. I love you, and I’ll be back as soon as I can.

“We’ll order takeout for supper tonight, perhaps Italian.”

“I love you too, but you better get going before you’re late for work.”

After another long and passionate kiss, he left for work, telling her once again how much he loved her.

Driving to work, all he could think about was how amazing his life had turned out. He was now married, had a house and a job that he enjoyed, and he knew that someday he would be a father.

One of the things he loved about her was that even though she came from a very wealthy family and she herself had her own company and her own money, she was down to earth.

She was not spoiled, nor was she stuck up. She was warm and loving and kind to everyone she met. He was indeed a very happy and lucky man.

***

She felt like she was on top of the world. She had the sexiest, strongest man as her husband, a great career, and a beautiful home.

She went upstairs to their bedroom and changed into shorts and a tank top. She opened up her closet and started humming as she proceeded to put her clothes inside it.

After she had everything put away, she went down to the kitchen and took some juice out of the fridge and poured herself a glass.

She was just about to take a drink when she heard footsteps approaching.

Thinking Dexter had forgotten something, she turned to look at him. Her mouth fell open, and the glass fell from her hand and shattered into tiny pieces when she saw who was standing there.

“Miss Greene. I’ve missed you.”

“It’s Mrs. Sinclair now.”

“Yes, I heard you got married to that bastard who put me in the hospital. I almost died because of what he did to me. Now he’s going to know how it feels to lose someone he loves.”

She started backing up when he walked toward her. The look in his eyes was evil, that of a madman, and she was not going to let him kill her.

She grabbed one of the knives from the block on the counter behind her, and just as he reached out to grab her, she stabbed him in the chest and watched him stumble backward.

Her stomach turned, and she thought she was going to be sick when he pulled the knife out. With the knife in his hand, he lunged at her.

They struggled. She tried to take the knife from him, but he punched her in the face, and she fell to the ground. He dragged her out the back door toward the pool, cursing her the whole time.

When she tried kicking him, he held the weapon across her neck and walked her over to the pool.

He let it fall to the ground and put his hand around her neck, choking until she dug her fingers into his eyes.

They ended up falling into the pool. He got behind her and pushed her head under the water, holding her down as she struggled.

***

Dexter was in the middle of teaching his lesson to the group when Chad called him on his cell. “I’m in the middle of a lesson here.”

“Listen to me. Douglas has escaped, and I think he’s going after Roxie.”

Dexter felt the hairs on the back of his neck standing up. He could almost feel the blood in his veins turning to ice. Without saying a word to his class, he raced out of the room, grabbing his keys.

“When did he escape? And what makes you think he’s going after her?” he asked as he rushed out and got into his car and drove off.

“While he was incarcerated, he kept talking about how he had to get out and finish the job he started. Kept saying the Greene family had to pay for their sins.

“He was always saying how she was too beautiful to live, since his own daughter was dead. I’m on my way to your place now.”

“I’m headed there now,” Dexter said and hung up. He tried calling her, but she wasn’t picking up. “Come on, baby. Pick up.”

He stepped on the gas and finally pulled into the driveway and jumped out of the car without taking the time to turn it off. As soon as he entered the front door, he knew something was wrong.

Pulling his gun out, he crept quietly through the house, listening to any sounds. Reaching the kitchen, he saw the broken glass and drops of blood and prayed to God it didn’t come from her.

He saw the door leading to the outside was opened, and he followed the drops of blood.

He ran over to the pool and jumped in when he saw what was happening. He got behind Douglas and put his arm over his neck, which caused him to let go of Roxie.

Blood was mixed in the water. Dexter dragged him away from her and used what he learned to snap Douglas’s neck, killing him instantly.

Breathing heavily, he looked to where she was clinging to the edge of the pool, still trying to catch her breath.

She swam over and threw her arms around his neck, her body shaking as she sobbed against him.

“It’s okay, baby. It’s all over.”

At that moment the place was surrounded by police, and Chad also showed up. He looked at the body that was floating facedown in the pool, and then over at them.

He helped them out of the water, telling one of the officers to grab some blankets or towels. Wrapped in towels, Dexter’s arms wrapped around her, they gave their statements to the police.

Chad stepped closer. “This is a crime scene, so is there somewhere you could go and stay for a couple of days?”

“We could go to a hotel,” Dexter replied.

She looked at him, shivering. “Can we go to my father’s place?”

He stroked her cheek. His heart was aching at the thought that he came so close to losing her. “If that’s what you want, then yes. But I think we should get you checked out by the doctor.”

“No, I’m okay. I just want to go and take a hot shower and see my dad.” Even though she was a grown-ass woman, she still needed her dad.

They quickly changed their clothes and packed a bag and headed to her father’s place. Thomas was told about what had happened, so he and his girlfriend, Sandra, were waiting for them to arrive.

When they got there, he took her into his arms and cried over what she had gone through again because of him.

They were shown to her old bedroom, where they showered. They later went downstairs for something to eat.

Sandra, who was a nurse, could see that something was wrong with Roxie, and it wasn’t just from what she had been through. So taking her over to the side, she sat down with her to have a talk.

“You really should get checked out by a doctor.”

She shook her head. “I’m all right. I held my breath while I was underwater.”

“How are you feeling right now?”

“Tired and a little sick to my stomach, but it’s expected after what happened, isn’t it?” she asked, looking at Sandra and wondering what she was getting at.

“Darling, when did you have your last period?”

She had to think, but for the life of her, she couldn’t remember. “I don’t remember.” She looked at Sandra. “Do you think I could be pregnant? I can’t be. I’m on the pill.”

“Honey, I’m around pregnant women all the time, and I know one when I see one. But to be sure, we better make a doctor’s appointment for you. I can get you in right away.

“The pill is very reliable, but not 100 percent.”

Roxie looked over at Dexter, who was busy talking to her father. “Don’t say anything to him until I know for sure. I don’t want to get his hopes up, only to be disappointed if I’m not.”

“Are you both wanting to have children?”

She smiled at Sandra. “Yes, but I didn’t think it would be now. I was kind of wanting to wait for a while, but now that I might be, I’m excited, and I know Dexter will be too.”

“You look really tired. Let’s get you upstairs and into bed.” She got up, took Roxie’s hand, and cleared her throat to get the men’s attention.

“You men finish your drink. I’m going to take this young lady upstairs and get her into bed.”

Dexter went over to her. “Do you want me to come with you?”

“No. Stay and talk to Daddy, but don’t be too long.”