Page 101 of Vows In Corruption

For the kids and for me.

I went from sleeping alone and occasionally getting woken up by a snoring ten year old, to sharing a bed with a beautiful woman that I don’t want to let go of.

We spend the majority of our days together at the office and then come back and spend even more time together. Since the honeymoon, we have spent maybe three full days apart and I don’t see that changing anytime soon.

I crave being near her. I want to see her and have her within arms reach. If I go out of town, she is coming with me. If I have a meeting that I need to attend she is sitting the chair on my right. Three months and I don’t want her to leave my side.

It’s fucking the most unhealthy thing, but I don’t give a shit. If I have two years with this woman, I’m going to take advantage of it.

Two years won’t be enough.

No, it won’t, but that is all that I am going to get.

The thought that I could ask for more time with Ella pops into my head, but right now may not be the best time to think about something like that.

Especially since we are currently at a hockey game with all the kids and Henry, having a family night out at Drake dubbed it.

“I can’t believe you bought a hockey team for an eight year old.” Ella says from next to me as we sit up in one of the boxes at the hockey arena.

We are currently at opening night for the Chicago’s own hockey team, the Dark Knights, and Grayson just finished telling Ella, how I bought the hockey team for him when he was eight years old.

“It wasn’t really for him. The old team owner was in a bind so I decided to step in and take the burden off of him. It just so happened that I had a nephew who’s favorite sport was hockey and who has dreams of being a professional hockey player one day.”

And hopefully said nephew could play for the team I own one day. It’s nepotism at its finest, but I’ve seen Grayson play. He’s going to make a for himself on his own. It doesn’t matter if he plays for his uncle team or not.

Ella looks at me dumbfounded. “If his favorite sport was baseball, would you have bought a team too?”

I don’t even have to think about that, because the answer is a hard yes.

Just like with Ella, anything the kids want, they get. It may be in obscure ways, but they still get what they want.

Instead of telling Ella that, and getting a lecture from her about how I just throw money around, I give her a shrug.

“Oh my god. What other random things have you bought the kids?”

Before I can respond, Sam inserts herself. “For my sixteenth birthday he got me a 1964 Shelby and brand new Aston Martin.”

Ella quickly turns to look over at my niece. “Aren’t both those cars worth like a hundred grand each?”

Same gives her a nod. “The Aston Martin is a good two hundred grand alone.”

“You got a teenage girl a two hundred thousand dollar car?” She asks, sounding bewildered.

Instead of answering here, I turn to look over at Sam and Grayson, narrowing my eyes at both.

They mouth sorry and turn their attention back to the game playing on the ice.

Instead of doing the same, I look back at the woman sitting next to me that looks like she has a lecture ready to go on the tip of her tongue.

“I did,” I answer, holding up my hands in defense. “But to be fair, I’m a rich kid that doesn’t know what a reasonable car for a teenager is. So I just got her a car that I would want.”

“That’s a crazy way to spend money.”

“Sure.” I wonder what she would say if she found out that the ring that she is wearing cost more than sixty grand.

“How does spending that much money not bother you?” she asks almost in whisper.

I know where is coming from. If I had childhood that was similar to Ella’s, I would fee the same way about money that she does. But we didn’t have similar childhoods. Even after my parent’s died, Henry mad sure that I didn’t want for nothing. Money has always been around, and there’s a lot of it, so spending it on things like a professional hockey team or cars, doesn’t seem like a lot.

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