The Son-In-Law’s Revenge

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Was she going to take Armani over him , or why had she reacted that way to a kiss?Probably the former, if there was anything he could make out about the fact that his chin still stung it was definitely that.He wondered what she saw in him, the man reportedly had a nasty, uncontrolled temper and a silly way of speaking he found obnoxious.While he had shown his anger on a few occasions, it seemed the man had a hold on herHis arrival had sprouted something, that he was sure wouldn't end so soon, call it being a thorn in his fresh or more—The sound of a car driving out ended his train of thought. A quick glance at his watch showed that he had stayed behind for more minutes even after she came after him. Pulling out of the parking spot, he saw his headlights driving off and groaned internally. He strolled through the corridor with his hands still on his Chin as though trying to feel the texture, he was amused rather than bitter.As he walked down the hallway, he hummed to himself, thinking of how nice it had been to see her chin turned red red that brief moment they kissed. He was expecting it, as a matter of fact he had been expecting more reaction than he was getting at the moment. Finally, he worked out things between them and he could say at least they've started off at a point though inconclusively.Between them the confusing feelings he’d harbored for her over the past few weeks were finally straight in his mind, the moment they had touched lips, it was allowing him to focus on other vital things without any guilt or ambiguity sinking down in his mind.If what Brock had told him we true then Joan was her future, in as he was pretty sure she was beginning to love him as well —Yes, she’d thought she’d loved whoever that other man from her past was, but this was totally different. The way her eyes glittered, the way her heart had fluttered —He thought about it all over again.Thankfully, it wasn’t too late for her to see that feeling of satisfaction on his face after she had chased him out of his own room stating that she wanted to be alone.Not to forget that brief moment when he had hugged her—Damn! With Chanel it had been familiar and comfortable, while being with her, it was as though his soul was raptured leaving him with nothing but a feeling of completeness along with a tingly excitement that just felt…Explosive!Yes, that was the exact way to express it.He stayed alone all evening till the next, not going down to the table just to avoid her, the next day he could hear her voice outside the door but still refused to get out of his room in shame. When one o’clock finally rolled around, he figured that he had skipped dinner and breakfast, with a prang in his stomach he walked out.Judging by how her expensive cologne still hung around, it stated clearly to him that she had just been here at his door. He heard the sound of a woman's clicking and his heart seized, he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw who it was—"Been a minute I saw you sir." The cook's voice rang through the hallway."Do you need something?""Yeah, I'd like a quick meal.""0n to it ."She walked back to the kitchen, she had taken off her apron and was heading for a siesta but deduced it would be better charming her way to get a new boss heart… At least that was the way he saw itOutside, Logan had walked away from the kitchen doorway, he thought longingly of a calm place, somewhere quiet to rest away from Joanne when he rounded the corner towards the garden door.He sat waiting in the garden. It wasn’t the calmest place she’d ever been; the noise from the birds and gambling men but it was better as he could guess she'd never come down here.The sight of the dark-haired woman brought him up to a chair in comfort.“Thanks!” Joyfully, he launched himself to take the pitcher from her first as she dropped the rest, he poured himself some coffee, took a sip, then grimaced at the taste. It was rich and soothing. Setting the coffee aside, he perched uncomfortably on the edge of one of the old vinyl chairs and took a bite from the crispy sandwiches.**It had been an hour since he had left hok.to take the normal spin with his car, already he spent most of his drive to wherever thinking about her, he had Helena the cook about her soon after she had served the Meal and she wasted no time in letting him know. As it turned out her childhood explained a lot about her and what she was that way as an adult —As the cook had pointed out, not having a stable home or Mother while growing up, made her fiercely protective and loyal of what she had now. She however stated that beneath all that was a beautiful woman.She had said that looking into his eyes and he experienced that awkwardness.In a way they were similar, both trying to fit into a life that wasn't so perfect by circumstances.Then there was her speech about ‘She is more than you see!" . He kept coming back to that, but it could have any number of meanings. At one time.The more he thought about it, the more he realized that Joan was a very complex person, with one foot in the past—That she was never going to let go off.Stopping at a traffic light, he glanced down at the dashboard and grimaced. He could see that he was running low on diesel as rolling his eyes in exasperation, he altered course and headed towards a gas station.