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The Reluctant Wife
by Heather Lovins






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Charlotte was a woman in her prime. Her hair was still blonde; she even had her figure for thirty. She had a bachelor's degree in Advertising. Unfortunately, she gave up all that she had worked to gain for marriage, to Alex Cahill. He had been charming and outgoing for a rancher. He was six feet tall with broad shoulders, and the prettiest eyes in the state of Texas. She gave up her life, her family and friends in San Antonio to move to the outside of Houston. She did it for love. Now she was giving up her marriage to Alex for her life.
She had spent the last five years being there for him. She did everything for him; gave to him all she had. Why couldn't he do what he promised when they married? He promised to put her above all else.
"Charlotte, where are you going?" Alex came in to find her packing. He truly looked shocked.
"I am getting out. You are never home. I rarely see you any more," Charlotte said with tears in her eyes.
"It's been a busy season. You know that. I need you here with me."
"You never include me in your life, Alex. I am here at home waiting till all hours of the day, waiting to catch a small glimpse of my husband. That isn't right."
"Can't we just talk about this?" Alex didn't want to see her go.
"We have exhausted ourselves and got no where. I am tired of talking. I want a divorce."
"Back home, to San Antonio. I love you but I can't stay here another night, not like this." Charlotte Packed what she could in two suitcases, picked them up and walked out the door. Alex stood back and watched her get into her car and drive away into the night.
July was always the hottest time of the year in Texas. The sun was rising quite early and it was setting too late. Charlotte Monroe had lived in Texas for all of her thirty years. She was used to it. It was six o'clock in the evening as Charlotte walked out to her mail box with the sun still beating down on her. She took her stack of mail from her box when she came across a brown envelope addressed to her from her lawyer. She looked inside to find the unsigned divorce papers from her soon to be ex-husband, Alex Cahill. In the five years they had been married, she never asked anything from him, except maybe his love and attention. Alex had spent so much time in the fields, doing a two man job, that he forgot he had a wife at home. All she asked of him was a divorce and he couldn't even give her that.
"You rat bastard," she thought to herself. Three times she had the papers sent to Alex and three times he had returned them. She ran inside to her apartment, picked up her phone and dialed his number. No answer. Surely, he isn't still out in the fields.
"Looks like tomorrow, I am going to have to drive down to Houston." She said later when she called her best friend, Jill. Jill Baker had been Charlotte's friend for twenty years. They had almost a life time together. Jill was by her side when she had decided to leave Alex six months ago.
"Because that poor excuse husband of mine won't sign these damn papers." Charlotte was so angry. "I can't believe he keeps sending them back. I want to strangle him."
"Sounds to me like you still love him. Why again do you want a divorce?" Jill said with humor in her voice. She had thought those two belonged together. She was supportive of her friend, despite the fact that she didn't agree about the divorce.
"I wanted to come to the city to make something of myself. And I have. I am not one to be barefoot and pregnant while he is out roping his precious cows. I am very happy with my job." Charlotte said with vigor in her tone. "I am the head of my department at TY Ad Agency. I have my own life now. I gave him five years and what did I get in return? Nothing. I just couldn't stay at home and wait all day for him to return from the field. I felt trapped."
"Why didn't you try talking to him?"
"Oh I did. But he kept saying 'Next spring it'll be better, honey, and then I will have more time to spend with you.' It went on like that for 4 years and I had enough. I needed to get out."
"Well I wish you the best of luck tomorrow. Be safe."
A short time later Jill hung up and Charlotte went to go pack. She was not looking forward to this. Not only was it a long drive from San Antonio to Houston, but she was not looking forward to seeing Alex.
She left at 8 a.m. the following morning and got to the Diamond Stud Ranch around lunch time. Alex was just coming in from the corner pasture. The Diamond Stud was his baby. It was a spread of land just outside of Houston. Alex had done well for himself. It was a small spread but profitable.
He looked up and saw the dust from her car as she was pulling in the drive. "Shit," he said into the open air. He dusted his hat off and got ready to do battle with Charlotte. He knew why she had come. He expected it. What he didn't expect to see was the anger in her eyes when she got out of her Mercedes and approached him.
"Hello, Charlotte," Alex said with sunshine in his voice. "Nice to see you doing well. So, what do I owe this pleasure?"
"You know exactly why I am here." Charlotte reached into her shoulder bag to bring out the envelope. "I brought the papers out to you to watch you sign them. You'd have no excuse but to sign them."
"What makes you think I really want this divorce? I am not the one who left. I loved you six months ago when you walked that door and I love you now."
Charlotte ran her fingers through her hair trying to think of what to say. "I know you love me but it isn't enough. There are not enough hours in the day for you to do what you do and love me too. I understand that. I wanted something more. Can't you just be happy for me that I found what I was looking for?"
"How can I be happy for you when you are supposed to be here with me? We had something once. Why can't we try again?" He asked in desperation. He knew once he signed those papers, she would be out of his life forever and he didn't want that.
"It would be the same as before. You have no time for me." He had that irresistible look in those big blue eyes. He still had that power over her, to change her mind at his will. If she didn't turn and run now, she might not have the courage to do it later.
Alex could see Charlotte was getting anxious. She was ready to bolt like a cornered raccoon. He had to take his time and reel her in slowly. For starters, maybe he could convince her to stay a while. He missed her.
"Can't you even consider giving us another chance, Charlotte?"
"No, I can't. I have given you five years with nothing to gain. I can't do that again." With that reply, Charlotte turned on her heels and left.
Alex was at a loss of words. It was going to take a miracle to get her back. She was the best thing he ever had and he blew it. What was he going to do?
It was almost eight o'clock when Charlotte returned home. When she left the Diamond Stud, She was so shook up she just drove around for awhile. Deep down inside she still loved him. That was a fact. But love was just not enough. She needed more; deserved more. Even he had to admit that. Their marriage was in shambles when they were together. When she returned home, she was too exhausted to eat or even undress. She went straight to bed and cried. She cried over the fact that he wasn't going to give her what she wanted without a fight, and she cried because she didn't truly want to leave him. There was just no other way.
The next day, Charlotte went to work feeling refreshed and ready to start her day. It was going to be a very busy day. She had a full schedule and she was ready to get started. Right before her two o'clock meeting she came back to her office to find a dozen white carnations, her favorite, sitting there on her desk.
"Who could these be from?" She thought with peaking interest. She looked through the flowers, smelling each one looking for the card. She took the card from the envelope and read it out loud.
"I love you with all my heart. Now and forever Alex." Charlotte didn't know what to think. Alex had never given her flowers before. He never gave her much of anything. When she thought about it he didn't give her nothing. He supported her the best way he knew how. He put a roof over her head. Right then she remembered what made her fall in love with him in the first place; his strength and god help her, those baby blue eyes.
That night when she arrived home, she walked in the door just in time to grab the phone. "Hello?" She answered in short of breath.
"Charlotte, are you ok?" It was Jill. "You sound like you've been working out. Is there a man around?" She asked with laughter.
"No, I just walked in the door. You will not believe what I got today. Alex sent me flowers. Can you believe the nerve of that man?"
"What did I tell you? He still loves you. Why won't you give him a chance?"
"Because things won't change. Listen can I call you back tomorrow? I am really tired."
"Yeah sure. See you later." With that Jill hung up.
Just as Charlotte put down the receiver, the doorbell rang. It was Alex. He was standing in the doorway with his Stetson Hat in hand. He looked almost dangerous. He was standing there in his tight jeans, white muscle bound t-shirt, and work boots. He was quite breath taking.
"You get my flowers," he asked. "I remembered you liked carnations."
"Why did you send them? It doesn't change anything for us. I still want a divorce."
He was no longer in the doorway. He was moving closer and closer to her till she could no longer breathe and they were inches apart. He had her backed into a corner. She could feel his breath on her skin and the scent of him was overwhelming.
"Why are you here?" She wanted and needed to know.
"I sent them because I thought you deserved them. I am here because I want you and you want me too. I know it."
He quickly took her mouth with his. He was rough at first and then he softened up his touch. She tried to resist, but his scent and strength were to over powering. She couldn't resist him. She never could. He quickly picked her up and carried her to her bedroom. She started to resist again and then gave up. She knew she wanted this just as much as he did.
He gently laid her down on the bed and started to take his shirt off. She stopped him. "Here let me," she said with lust in her eyes. She slowly unbuttoned his shirt, one button at a time. Once again his lips were upon hers. Next came the belt and then his pants. His head came from upon her mouth, her lips red and swollen from his kisses.
It occurred to him he didn't ask her if she was willing for this to happen. "Is this what you want, Charlotte," he asked with care.
"Yes, I am sure." Once again, he took her mouth with such vigor and want. In no time at all, her clothes joined his on the floor. He took his time to explore her body. Each breast, he took with care. His hands trailed down to her midsection, his tongue still tantalizing her breasts. He looked up at that moment and caught that familiar look in her eyes, that look of pleasure. He gave her that award winning smile and she gave him one in return. And then he continued on his journey. Every moment seemed like an hour. His mouth ventured down to her sweet spot. She moaned out in excitement. Charlotte felt like she was in heaven and didn't want to come down.
It was then at that moment he took her and they joined in union. She met him with every thrust and every burst of energy that she had left. She climbed the highest peaks till she reached her climax and Alex went with her. They went together.
An hour went past as they laid in each other's arms coming off an emotional ride. Neither wanted to talk, afraid they would ruin the moment. They simply just drifted off to sleep side by side, or so she thought. Alex laid there and just watched her sleep. He knew this had been wrong and she was going to regret it in the morning. After some time had passed, he quietly rose from the bed without waking her. He quickly grabbed his things and swiftly fled into the night. In the morning, she woke to find a note on his pillow.
"Sorry for last night. It was a mistake. I will have those papers in the mail for you soon.Alex" Not love, Alex. Just Alex. Charlotte didn't whether she wanted to punch him or cry. She wouldn't do either. She would just forget about last night and go on.
Several weeks had past since Alex and Charlotte had made love, five to be exact. He had thought about it often. He wished there was something he could do to change her mind. However, in the end he knew he couldn't. He finally relented and took the divorce papers to his lawyers and signed them Monday morning.
"I can't believe it," Charlotte had thought to herself as she got her mail that Friday. She took out the brown envelope and looked through the papers. Everything was signed and counted for. Finally, she thought, things are coming to an end.
That night, she called her friend Jill. "He finally did it. I can't believe after being separated for six months he finally signed them."
Jill noticed her friend did not sound as happy as she should. Was there a hint of regret, Jill thought with a slight smile. "What is wrong, Charlie? You should be happy."
"I know I should be. But I have this empty feeling in my stomach." It was a mixture of sadness and a feeling of losing a part of her.
" I have an idea. Let's go celebrate. I'll buy you a beer."
"That sounds wonderful." She needed to unwind for a while, release some of her stress. Charlotte was starting to feel better already. She quickly got off the phone and went upstairs to change. This was a time to celebrate. She took out her black leather skirt, white silk shirt, and black pumps. She took fifteen minutes to do her hair and makeup. By the time she was ready, Jill had arrived to pick her up. She was feeling revitalized and refreshed.
Jill and Charlotte had arrived at The Durango, one of the biggest clubs in San Antonio, thirty minutes later. Jill had walked over to the bar to order them a drink when a very charming looking guy walked over and sat down. He had the poise and the look; blonde hair, blue eyes, and a devilish smile. She seemed taken back. Not only had it been so long since she had been out, it had been that much longer since anyone of the male nature had looked her way. But, she liked it indeed. He asked her for a dance and she accepted. As they walked out to the dance floor, Charlotte started to feel faint.
"I think I need to sit down. I don't feel so good." He took her back to her table and proceeded to find Jill. When Jill had arrived, Charlotte was white.
Are you alright?" Jill asked with great concern. Never had she seen her childhood friend look so bad.
"I'll be fine. I just feel sick to my stomach." The truth be told Charlotte felt like she was going to be sick. "Can you just take me home?" Not long after, Jill had gotten their coats and they were on their way home.
The following day, Charlotte felt even worse. She tossed and turned all night. The next morning, she barely made into the bathroom before the earth started to spin. After she threw up, she felt some better, but she knew wasn't out of the woods yet. "Not to worry," she thought. "Just the flu." There was some sort of bug floating around the office. She probably just caught it.
The following week, she was still sick. She made an appointment to go see her general doctor, Susan Day, MD. After her exam the doctor called Charlotte back to her office. "Oh my god," she thought to herself. What could possibly wrong? She observed the doctor's disposition when she walked in. She's smiling. Well that has got to be something, she thought. "So," she asked. "What's wrong with me?'
The doctor looked at Charlotte with joy and happiness sparkling in her eyes. "You are going to be a mother. You are pregnant, Charlotte."
"I'm what? How is that possible? I mean, I know how, butI don't believe it."
"Given the symptoms you described and the tests that we ran, this is the final diagnosis. You are about six weeks along, I would estimate. See the secretary out front and she will schedule an appointment for an ultrasound. I do hope this is happy news for you and your husband."
"Oh, god. We are separated right now." She broke down in tears. She couldn't keep it in any more. All the emotions just built up and she just snapped. She barely was in any shape to drive. She took the doctor's advice and had Jill come to pick her up.
"You're what!" Jill didn't know what she was supposed to say to her friend. "Is this a good thing? Are you happy about this?"
"I am still in a state of shock, I think. I mean, what am I supposed to do?"
"I don't know how to ask this but who is the father?"
Charlotte looked at Jill and laughed. "Who do you think? Alex, of course."
"But how? When?" Jill was so confused and yet, so happy for her friend. "Maybe now Charlotte can find what she has been searching for," Jill thought to herself quietly.
"Remember that day that I received those flowers? Well, that night Alex came to visit me and well, things got out of hand. The last thing on my mind at the moment was birth control. What am I going to do?"
"Well for starters, you are going to have a baby," Jill said smartly.
"No, I mean about Alex. What am I going to tell him? He'll want to call off the divorce. He will want us to get back together."
"And that is such a bad thing? Couldn't this be what your marriage needed?"
"Just because I am having a baby doesn't mean he will stay home more. He always took care of his cows before he noticed his own wife; what would make him notice now?" Charlotte started to cry all over again. She was falling apart. Her whole life seemed to be in a shambles.
Jill rushed to her friend's aid with a tissue. "It'll be alright. You'll see. Even if a baby doesn't make Alex straighten up, look at what is before you. Maybe this baby will be a completion to your life."
Charlotte inhaled deeply, thinking that maybe things wouldn't be so bad after all. "You're right. This isn't the end of the world. Thank you for being for being there for me."
"No problem." A short time later, when Jill knew that Charlotte would be okay, she went home. Charlotte went to the bathroom and proceeded to wash her face. She then went downstairs and picked up the phone. She wasn't ready for this but she called Alex. "I need to see you, Alex. We need to talk." She said quickly as he answered the phone.
"Alright. You want to tell me what this is about?"
"Not on the phone. Tomorrow is Saturday and I don't have to work. How about lunch?"
Alex was having trouble dealing the fact she would tell him what was going on. However, he left that alone. "Alright. I will see you around noon."
With that said, they ended their conversation. Charlotte didn't how she was to survive this.
The next day Alex and Charlotte met at the pizzeria for lunch, just down the street from her apartment. It was a small and quaint place to eat. It was noticeable that she was uneasy and nervous.
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