Bear My Babies

“Your loss. I’ll see you on Thursday.” Hilary leaned over, giving him an unobstructed view of her cleavage before brushing her lips over his. She turned and sauntered out, her ass moving like a swing in a wind storm.

As soon as she was out of sight, he pulled the phone up to his ear. “Talk to me, Blair.”

“Who were you talking to? If that was Melissa and you are keeping your love from me, I’m never going to help you again,” Blair huffed into the phone.

Thomas rolled his eyes. If Blair kept this up, he was going to ask Janet if she knew some other P.I. he could use.

“You have no claim on anything Melissa and I do. And we are not falling in love. I told you, this is a business transaction. We will both treat our child with the love he or she deserves, but nothing will come of us. I will respect her and appreciate what she has given me and nothing more,” Thomas said, hearing the exasperation in his voice. How was it he was so annoyed and it wasn’t even lunch time yet?

“I heard a woman’s voice. I wish you wouldn’t have muffled what you two were saying.”

Thomas cut him off before he could keep badgering him. He wanted to know what Blair had learned in his shoddy detective work, but he also knew he wouldn’t get anything out of him until he gave Blair what he wanted.

“Yes, o great detective. You did hear a woman’s voice. It wasn’t Melissa’s voice though, it was Hilary Dalton. We were confirming our date for Thursday. Now, will you please let me know what you found out?”

“Hilary Dalton, yuck, why would you go out with her when you have Melissa?”

“Are you serious? Hilary Dalton is gorgeous. And for the last time, I don’t have Melissa.”

“I don’t like her. She seems so fake when she is on TV. I’ve heard she treats people horribly. Now Melissa, she is a class act. She has been through so much in life she would appreciate you, and never stray. You’re an idiot. I don’t even want to tell you what I found out.”

“Blair, I swear to everything holy, if you don’t start talking…” Thomas growled the last part, letting Blair fill in the blanks.

“Fine. Melissa, the astute woman you should be with, was correct. Nathaniel has been in jail. He can’t post bail, and from my sources, every phone call he has made shows he has nobody. I’m surprised he hasn’t called Melissa to bail him out. Whoever threatened you and messed up her office has nothing to do with Nathaniel. Do you want me to do some reconnaissance and find out who is behind this?” Blair’s voice perked up at the thought of doing real P.I. work.

Thomas was still pissed about his Melissa comments, so he decided to withhold some of Blair’s joy. “Not this time. I’ll see what I can find out, and if I need you, maybe I’ll give you a call. Thanks for checking that out for me.”

Blair hung up sounding dejected when he told Thomas good-bye. Thomas leaned back in his chair as he tried to think of who would do this to him. He got frustrated and left his office to get some air. He also needed to book a room for the next day. That got a smile on his face and when his shoes hit the sidewalk he felt a lot better.

***

When Melissa walked into her office the day after the vandalism, she was even more shocked than when she saw the destruction. Thomas’ men did a fantastic job.

The office now sported a fresh coat of paint, and carpet. The destroyed furniture had been replaced by similar yet more expensive looking pieces. Tilly’s desk sported a bright bouquet of flowers, and her new double-paned glass windows sparkled.

“Tilly, this looks fantastic,” she whispered, unable to talk around the lump in her throat.

Tilly smiled and clucked her tongue before she rattled off the clients Melissa would be seeing that day. Melissa walked into her office and gasped. It was perfect and organized. All of her shattered picture frames had been replaced and everything looked like it should have. She cringed when she noticed a new couch in her office. The old couch had been destroyed, and now it was in furniture heaven. Melissa walked tentatively over to the new couch and sat on it. The material allowed her to sink into its fluffiness, and she sighed with contentment. She shouldn’t have doubted Tilly. This couch was incredibly comfortable, and she was looking forward to taking many naps on it.

Her day went by quickly as she took care of her patients. At the end of the day, she and Tilly were sitting on her new couch.

“Tilly, I can’t thank you enough for what you did for me. The office looks better than it did before the break-in.”

“Hush, I love this place, too. Besides it was fun ordering all those men around.”

Melissa laughed. She looked around and noticed something she hadn’t before.

“Are those security cameras?” she asked as she stood up to inspect the tiny ball hanging from the ceiling.

“Yeah, he had them installed; isn’t that crazy?” Tilly said, joining her.

“That man is too much.” She remembered something she had to tell Tilly when she thought about Thomas.

“I need you to move my last couple of patients to another day.”

Melissa damned her red cheeks knowing Tilly was going to pick up on it.

“Why would I need to do that?”

“Thomas and I are going to try and conceive tomorrow, and I want to be able to go home and shower.”

Tilly screamed shrilly. “What?! You have to tell me everything,” she demanded.

“Can we not do this here?” Melissa pleaded.

“Fine. Meet me at my house and we will have a girl’s night.”

Melissa smiled. A girl’s night sounded perfect. Tilly was her best friend and maybe she could get some of her nerves calmed by talking it out with her.