Sweet Twins novel Chapter 56

Charles stepped closer to Nancy and wrapped his arms around her neck, pinning her to him seductively. "How are you going to tank me? I know you have to lay next to Bobby until he falls asleep, but afterwards, why don't you do the same for me?" Charles lifted his eyebrows suggestively as he asked Nancy this.

Nancy clammed up at his question. Not knowing what to say, she mumbled, "Of course I stay with Bobby until he sleeps. He is just a child. You are an adult! Are you jealous... of a child?"

"Of course I'm jealous, Nancy," Charles twirled her hair around his finger trying to sound romantic. "Come on."

Nancy realized then that he was serious. Anxiously, she replied, "Charles, please do not do anything stupid or ask me to do anything stupid. Your mother would kill me if she finds out. I still want to live, you know?" Nancy pushed him away as she said.

Charles paid no attention. Instead, he pulled her closer, moving his hands up to the back of her head, and moving his face closer to hers.

"No. Please." Nancy hoped if she spoke clearly and with authority, Charles might listen. She didn't want to think about what would happen if he continued to ignore her.

As Nancy was contemplating her options, an innocent voice cut through the tension, "What's going on?" Bobby had snuck out back into the room.

Nancy panicked, but Charles released her upon hearing Bobby's voice.

"Mommy, is Daddy bullying you?" Bobby sounded sleepy and confused. Bobby rubbed his eyes and became more alert, assessing the situation. He started to look angry as he took the scene in fully.

"Yes," Nancy blurted out, the panic crippling her ability to lie. "That is not good, Daddy." Bobby said, wagging his finger at his dad, mimicking a teacher reprimanding a misbehaving student. Nancy turned bright red as Bobby scolded his father.

When he received no response from either adult, Bobby continued, "Daddy, is this true? Were you bullying Mommy?" Bobby looked at his father in askance. However, Bobby's voice was clearly upset.

'Oh my baby! Why did you appear at such a time?' Charles thought to himself.

'Why are you asking me such questions? I thought you were smart to understand?'

"I just want to finish what you asked me to do yesterday. Bobby, please go to sleep alone, okay?" Charles rolled his eyes in irritation at the boy.

Bobby was confused. He didn't remember saying anything relevant yesterday.

All he could recall from yesterday really was that Grandma had fallen and he had dropped his phone. Yesterday was actually pretty bad, he thought to himself, sadly.

His anger, confusion, and sadness all played across his face as he thought and then he said, "No! I want Mommy to sleep with me!

Will you please sleep in my room, Mommy?" Bobby looked up at Nancy with puppy dog eyes and a hopeful expression.

"Sure, sure," Nancy answered quickly, almost sighing with relief at the escape option the boy had given her.

"Goodnight, Daddy!" Bobby said happily now that Nancy had agreed. Bobby waved his chubby, little hand at Charles before Nancy grabbed it and led him to his room.

Charles grabbed a glass of red wine sitting on the table and finished it in a gulp.

The alcohol made Charles burn. He hurriedly went to the bathroom to take another shower to cool himself down.

The next morning, Charles' face was blank as he drove Nancy to work.

The growing affection he had felt for Nancy was gone as if it had never existed.

It wasn't that he was angry.

He felt depressed instead. He had no one to whom he could vent and discuss his feelings in hopes of unraveling them, but it was almost an empty sort of sadness that had washed over him with the morning light. He didn't even blame Nancy; he only blamed himself.

Meanwhile, Nancy certainly blamed him for putting them both in that position last night. She tried not to think of the situation for fear of getting angry and saying something she'd regret. After all, if you haven't anything nice to say, its best to not saying anything at all, right?

"Enjoy your day at work. Don't stress. I'll take care of everything. I will call Jay and have him straighten things out with Fannie," Charles said this without inflection as the hospital came into sight. Just as she opened her mouth to say something, Charles cut her off. "Don't thank me. I don't want to hear it," he muttered in a cool and distant tone.

"Okay," Nancy said softly as she gathered her things and slowly opened the car door. She was confused and just trying to not break the tenuous peace. Even after she was out of the car, she closed the door gently and gazed at Charles through the window.

Charles didn't even look at her as he drove away.

Charles licked his lips and grabbed his mobile phone. He dialed Jay's number and waited impatiently.