When the Fairytale Ends by Dwan Abrams Read Free Book Online Page A

“Don’t be so stressed about it, honey. So what if they canceled their policies? The same way you got them to sign on, you can find others to sign on.”
    â€œIt’s not that easy, baby.”
    â€œPlease tell me what in life is easy?” She shrugged her shoulders. “I mean, if it’s about money, don’t worry. I still have plenty of savings left in my account, and we have more than enough in our joint account. Plus, I have this huge wedding to do this upcoming weekend, and I actually got a letter today from the governor’s secretary. She wants me to concoct a sample menu for the governor’s induction ceremony.”
    â€œAnd that’s all good news,” Greg said, nodding his head, “but, babe, I told you about the rumor going around the job. My policies keep getting canceled. My clients keep pulling out. This is not a good look. If Mutual Living does decide to downsize, I’ll be the first one out the door.”
    â€œCan you stop with all this negativity?” Shania stood to her feet and stared at her husband, shaking her head. “You are a minister. You of all people should know that you have to look at things with eyes of faith, and right now, you are not speaking life. You are speaking death. And furthermore, if you are praying about the situation, which I hope you are, then you need to let it go, because worry cancels out prayer.”
    â€œYou’re right. You are right,” Greg said, nodding. “Thanks, babe, for reminding me who I am, and whose I am. I needed that.” She watched him shut down the computer and stand to his feet. “Instead of that thriller movie, let’s go see a comedy. I feel like we both need a good laugh.”
    When Greg came near her, he brushed past her, leaving the faint scent of his Euphoria cologne behind, reminding Shania of how good he smelled. The fragrance affected her like an aphrodisiac. She felt like ripping his clothes off. She grabbed ahold of his muscular arm, and he tilted his head in her direction.
    â€œYou get me started again,” he said, “and you can cancel going to the movies.”
    The thought did sound appealing, but she decided to hold off on it. She and Greg had been going at it like rabbits lately, and though she tried her best to take her birth control pills at the same time every single day, some days slipped her mind. She knew they were playing with fire, and though kids were definitely on the menu, she wanted to enjoy her full-course meal first.
    Once she settled into the passenger seat of Greg’s Mercedes, Greg pressed the button to open the garage, and he backed out of the yard. As he passed by his motorcycle, he touched her hand and said, “Baby, I was wrong for not talking to you first, okay? In the future, I’ll consult with you on all major issues. I promise.” His smile conveyed his level of sincerity.
    Any anger that Shania may have been feeling melted like an ice cube sitting on top of a hot stove. Although she wasn’t thrilled about Greg having a motorcycle, she realized that she had no control over another adult. She couldn’t tell him what to do any more than she could stop him from doing something he really wanted to do. The ultimate decision remained his. She patted his chest, and he flexed a toned pec. They both seemed amused.
    â€œYou don’t regret getting married, do you?” Shania asked, believing she already knew the answer. She just wanted to hear him say it.
    â€œOf course not, baby.” He shook his head. “You’re my rib. Don’t ever doubt my love for you. He who finds a wife finds a good thing. That’s biblical, baby. Can’t argue with God.”
    Greg’s words made her weak in the knees. Every time she thought of herself as his wife, her insides quivered. Holding his arm a little tighter, Shania teased, “And don’t you ever forget it.”
    They left for the movie theater and