11. Divorce or nah?

Troy had to be alone with her. He quickly carried her upstairs and laid her on their bed. He took off her shoes and told her he would be back soon. When he got downstairs, he heard a tap running in the kitchen and saw the gardener carrying her bags up the stairs.

Walking out of the house he parked the car in the garage and entered the house through the kitchen where the house help was boiling water in the electric kettle. A tray with Eve’s favourite tea and biscuits was laid out on the island.

As the man made the tea and coffee Troy wondered where the maid was. Was she away? Had he forgotten her off day?

"Ah, Chef! Tea yaMadam yaita (Oh, sir! The Madam’s tea is ready)" Aaron smiled.

"Masweraseiko Baba (How was your day sir (Father of the household)?" Aaron clapped his hands in respect as he squatted in front of Troy. Troy replied.

"Vakunzwasei Mhamha?(How is (the) Mother (of the household) feeling?) Ndawona kuti mavatakura upstairs (I saw you carried her upstairs). Kwakanaka (is everything ok)?"

"Vanani (She’s better (than she was before)). Handiskuda kuti vadone futi (I(just)don’t want her to fall again).

Aaron nodded as he stood to complete his task. When he was done Troy thanked him, and took the tray to his bedroom.

At the door he found the bags waiting.

"Maswerasei Baba (How was your day, Father (of the household)?" The gardener, baJubilee (ba in this context means father of (Jubilee)) squatted as he clapped his hands in respect. Troy replied.

"Vasei Mhamha(How is the mother (of the household) now?)"

"Vanani, ndivhurieyi (she’s better. Please open the) door. Muchazo vawona kana vazorora ndicha dzikanavo (You will see her later. I will come down with her)." Troy nodded towards his bedroom door. BaJubilee opened the door and turned towards the stairs.

"Maita basa baJubilee nekuwunza mabags avo nekunidvhurira dho-o (Thank you for bringing her bags up and opening the door (for me) ba Jubilee)."

The gardener chuckled and walked down the stairs as Troy shut his bedroom door with his foot. Eve propped her head on her hand and watched him as he walked toward her with the tray.

"The gardener and the houseboy have crushes on you. By the time I was done parking the car your tea was ready and your bags at the door. What did you feed them?" Troy asked as he put the tray on the bed stand next to her.

She smiled, "Guess they have a crush on you too ‘cause Aaron made your coffee exactly the way you like it and baJubilee refused to set the bags in the room in your absence."

They chatted pleasantly over their hot cups. Eve curled up to Troy on his side of the bed and dozed off mid-conversation. Her cell phone vibrated, and Troy picked it up. He read the SMS and marked it unread.

‘How long had this been going on and how did Eve manage to keep it from him?’ Troy looked at her phone again tempted to delete the message. Anger boiled in his veins.

‘How dare she?’ Looking at his wife sleeping peacefully in his arms he felt the need to strike something violently.

With a calm he didn’t feel, he kissed her forehead and extracted himself from his wife. As he did, his mind went back to the morning after pills and his anger peaked. Changing into shorts and a t-shirt he walked downstairs and out of the house.

He saw the two house hands look at him in shock. " ‘Chambo mhanya (I’m going to run (for a bit). Musavamutse (You should not wake her up). Vakandi tsvaga ndiri kuGym (If she looks for me, I am in the Gym)."

"Hamusi kuzorora mese (Are you not resting together)?" BaJubilee asked looking shocked and worried.

Troy shook his head and headed for his home gym. Halfway through his workout, a solution came to him. He was going to end this once and for all.

He prayed that he would have the energy to forgive his wife when the truth came out. As he put his plan together, he knew he’d have to do this without the boys finding out. They would be devastated.

Rejuvenated he walked back to the house. As he passed the pool thoughts of his wife in a bikini stopped his steps and then quickened them.

He grinned. He would get his wife back. She was his; no one else would ever touch her again, ever.

As he rushed back to the house, he saw the house hands once again watching him only this time they were grinning. Troy shook his head wondering what they were up to.

Once he got to their room Troy stripped, throwing his gym clothes into the laundry basket. Eve’s body shivered and he grabbed the throw at the end of the bed and pulled it over her. His hands brushed against her body and she moaned.

"Get a grip man, she’s your wife already and she’s tired," Troy mumbled to himself as he took off his watch and headed for the shower.

When he got out of the shower, he noticed Eve was now in between the sheets. Drying himself off he decided to join her.

Slipping between the sheets he gathered her into his arms and he felt his breath leave his body. Just when he thought he was going to black out she snuggled into him.

Her head on his shoulder, her back against his chest, her bum perfectly aligned against his groin, her thighs against his, her calves entangled with his, and her toes grazing his ankles. His breath came back to him, and his mind registered their intimate position.

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He awoke to find her watching him, her eyes illuminated by the light of the moon outside.

"Hi," she whispered.

"Why are you whispering?" He asked kissing her lips. As their lips met, he felt her inhale sharply and her teeth caught his lower lip.

Troy looked at her in shock. He had to stop this before it went too far. The swell of her breast in his hand and her hands pulling his head closer to hers made it almost impossible to want to resist.

Kissing her quickly he pulled back. She groaned and looked at him in annoyance. ‘This is going to be hard,’ he thought.

"You’re not going to hurt me or the baby," she huffed. "I am your wife and I can divorce you for not doing this with me."

Troy frowned, "Divorce? Playing a bit dirty aren’t you?"

"Do you want to do this or not?" Her hands touched him in just the right way. "My doctor said it may be good for me."

The smile on his wife’s face told him that she knew she’d won, and she proceeded to prove it.

A small hand shook Troy awake. "Dad! Are you taking us to school?" Confusion and sleep clouded Troy’s mind. When did Michael get home?

"Michael, let your father sleep. I’ll be taking you to school." Eve’s voice floated quietly through the room.

Troy closed his eyes. Last night… Last night had been wild. Had he done all that with his wife last night in actuality? How the hell did he get her to-