FIGHTING FOR LOVE [SEQUEL TO RUNNING FROM MY HUSBAND]

CHAPTER TWELVE

Quin McDaniel

My mind wandered, questioning my life choices, especially why I was still seeing this therapist when she doesn’t really help me.

“Quin?!” Ivy yelled out my name snapping me from my thoughts.

“Uh… Yes?” I responded not knowing what else I could say as I didn’t hear a word she had said. “I’m sorry my mind is filled with a lot of things. What did you just say?” I asked.

Ivy sighed, “you’re thinking that coming here is pointless as I’m not helping you in any way, right?” She asked.

“Are you a psychic?” I asked sarcastically.

Ivy smiled, “the reason the therapy isn’t helping it’s because you expect me to be the one to do everything but it doesn’t work that way.” She explained, “for you to get all the help you need, you also need to put in some effort into it.”

I sighed, I leaned forward, “what do you suggest I do then?” I asked.

“For one, you need to actually put some effort into this. I’m trying to help you so you’d be able to see your son, remember?” Ivy reminded me.

“Yeah, I know I’m being a shitty person.” I admitted, “I’ve just been so tense from the moment I saw Wayne with my son. It’s like he’s trying to rub it on my face that he is able to hang out with my son and I can’t.”

“That’s not true. You are Nick’s father. You have every right to see him but first you need to get better at controlling your impulses.” Ivy stated.

“I need an outlet and s*x always works best for me.” I murmured more to myself than to Ivy. She was about to say something when I stood up excitedly, “thank you Ivy, you just helped me realize what I need to do.” I said excitedly.

“No, Quin, I didn’t mean you go and have meaningless s*x with some random girl.” Ivy said.

“It’s not meaningless though I would be releasing all the pent up range then I’d be more inclined to listen to your advice of being a better person.” I said with a smile as I walked out of Ivy’s office.

I got to my car and called Elle, “hey could you get me Ursula’s number?” I asked.

“I’m not at the office actually, remember I was to go on a vacation in Boracay?” Elle reminded me.

“s**t!” I cursed, “I’m sorry about that. How is your vacation?” I asked.

“Awesome. I love this island. Anyway, I’ll get you that number.” Elle said.

“No forget about that you have fun at your vacation, I’ll find it another way.” I said.

“It’s just a number boss, I can get it quite easily. Give me a minute, I’ll send it to you.” She said then she hanged up, true to her word she sent me the number in a minute. She’s really good at her job, the vacation is well deserved.

I called Ursula, “hey baby, I was wondering when you’d call so we can finish what we started.” Her sultry voice answered.

“I’m done to have fun if you are.” I said.

“You know where I live.” She chuckled then she hanged up the phone. That was an invitation I was not about to pass out, I drove straight to Ursula’s house.

I knocked on the door and she came to open it wearing nothing but a kimono, “come in.” She dragged me in with my tie and pushed me on the couch. She got on top of me, “what’s wrong with you and your wife?” She asked as she took off my tie.

I picked her up and turned her around so she was on the couch, “I already have a therapist. I don’t need another one.” I murmured as I claimed her lips with the s****l tension that had built up in me.

“That bad huh?” Ursula whispered with a smile when I stood up to take off my jacket.

“Uh huh.” I answered as I claimed her lips.

My hands feeling every part of her body, till I reached her breasts and cupped them.

I was usually the one to take control but Ursula seemed to have something different in mind when she pushed me back, “let’s go to my bed.” She murmured with a smirk.

There was no denying the desire in her eyes, she pushed me to the bed. She took off my trousers and boxer shorts, her hand moving my c**k slowly.

I felt my body imprisoned on this spot, unable to move.

She seemed to be teasing me, playing around with my erection.

My phone rang.

“Don’t answer it.” Ursula whispered.

“It might be work.” I said as I tried to find my phone.

“Or it might not.” She said with a smirk as she started to trail kisses on my body. I wanted to pin her to the wall so bad but I needed to get to my phone, so I pushed her away and got my phone out. It was Ivy calling me, “is it work?” Ursula asked.

“No.” I answered as I tossed the phone on the bed and pulled her close to me. Turning her around and pushing her to the bed, I’m always the one in control I thought as I pushed my erection into her making her moan.

I grabbed her long hair making her groan, whether in pain or pleasure I didn’t care. I was aching for a release and I was going to get it.

Moans and groans were heard until I got my release.

“No, no, no we’re not done yet. I’m not done yet.” She complained.

“I am.” I said with a smirk as I walked to the bathroom to wash up.

I walked out of the bathroom to a pissed off Ursula, “I’ll make it up to you baby.” I said as I kissed her forehead, got dressed, picked my phone and walked out. Ivy had left me a voicemail, “hey Quin. I was thinking of returning the favor of you making me dinner with a dinner of my own. How about my place at around 9pm? Call me back and give me your decision.”

I sighed, I don’t know exactly what I was doing hanging out with my therapist outside her office but it was a free homemade meal so I was more than ready to eat.

I called her, “I would love to have dinner with you.” I said and she squealed excitedly.

“I’ll send you the address.” Ivy said, “see you at 9.”

I need to surround myself with good people if I want to learn how to be a good, I thought with a sigh. I went to my office; Elle wasn’t here so I needed to take care of most things myself. I did ask Gabriel to help and he complained a little but agreed.

I walked into the building only to find another lady seated on Elle desk, “who are you and why are you seated on my assistant’s desk?” I barked.

“Um… Mr. McDaniel?” The lady asked in a soft melodious voice.

“You didn’t answer my question.” I glared at her.

“My apologies, I’m Andrea Woods. Elle asked me to step in on her behalf while she is away.” The lady said with a smile as she offered me her hand, which I looked at and walked away.

“Do I have any meetings today?” I asked as I walked into my office, Andrea in tow.

“You had one meeting but they had to reschedule due to some inconvenience on their end. I fixed them in for tomorrow.” Andrea said, “also there are these files sent by different companies. I made sure to look over them and sort them out appropriately. You don’t have any meetings for the rest of the day.” When she finished ranting, she walked out.

Immediately she closed the door, I chuckled, then I called Elle, “you got me another assistant?” I asked when she answered.

“Yes I did. You like living large and you wouldn’t even know the first thing about setting up a meeting.” She chuckled, “but don’t worry. Andrea is more than capable of taking care of you.”

“Yes she is.” I murmured.

“McDaniel, please don’t have s*x with her.” Elle pleaded.

“Didn’t even close my mind.” I lied.

“So, you aren’t picturing her naked right now?” Elle asked, as though she was reading my mind.

“Go back to enjoying your vacation.” I said as I quickly hung up.

I spent most of the day going through the files Andrea had brought me and I had a lot of corrections that I would have to call each one of these companies to correct the issues. I looked at the watch and it was a few minutes to 9pm. I had dinner with Ivy. I ran a hand through my face. I wasn’t in the mood to deal with her at the moment, but if I didn’t, that would mean her postponing the dinner, which I would rather get it over and done with.

There was a soft knock on the door, “I’m on my way out if you don’t need anything else sir.” Andrea said as she peeked into the door.

“You’re still here? I thought you left hours ago.” I exclaimed.

“I had to get myself caught up with Elle’s work,” Andrea said. I guess Elle really does know how to get great help.

“You’re free to go, Andrea. Have a good night.” I said with a subtle nod.

“You too sir.” She answered, then she left.

I gathered my files together and placed them in my briefcase. I arranged my desk and switched off the lights. Ivy called me. I sighed but I picked it up, “ We still on for tonight?” She asked.

“I’m on my way.” I replied, then hung up.

On my drive there I was thinking about Love and Nick, about the good times we had, which wasn’t a lot because I was being an asshole, but then again, why didn’t she stick it out for the sake of Nick? I wondered.

I got to Ivy’s house, she opened and my eyes went wide. Her long, brown hair was now cut short and dyed black, she almost looked like Love.

“Do you like it?” She asked with a smile.

“What did you do?” Was all I was able to utter.