A Woman of Conviction Ch 5
Chapter
5
EPOV
“Jesus
fucking Christ!” I shout, hoping my personal assistant hears me. In the last month,
I’ve gone through two of them. They’re all stupid; missing files, screwing up
my calendar, and not putting my coffee where I want it.
The
mistakes that my newest PA makes causes my mind to wander towards Bella. I’ve
been having lunch there every weekday that I’m not horribly booked. The benefit
of being the boss of a company is that I can make sure I’m free to go down to
Paul’s Diner most days.
After
the last major over-tip I left her, we’ve established a more cordial
relationship. Bella is a hard worker. I’ve watched her run the whole diner plus
watch her kid brothers. I’m still assuming they’re her brothers; they have some
similarities, but she’s just too young to be their mom.
Needing
to distract myself, I call for Stephanie, my assistant, to come in my office.
“Is everything set for Saturday’s sign-up?” I shuffle some papers, not looking
at her in the hopes it makes her feel intimidated.
“Yes,
the field has been booked, flyers and other advertisements have been put out,
and I have made sure Mr. Whitlock and Mr. Cullen are aware of the schedule for
the day,” she replies timidly.
I nod
and wave my hand, dismissing her. I wonder if Bella would want to bring her
brothers. They’re in the diner most days, and they seem well behaved for two
young boys. I’m confident it has something to do with Bella’s influence.
I look
at my watch and notice it’s time to go to down to the diner. Thank
God! I get up from the desk, buttoning my suit jacket. I chose my
midnight blue Hugo Boss suit, thinking of Bella when picking it out. I want to
get her attention, something I’ve noticed takes a lot of effort. After the
money, she hasn’t had any conversation with me other than ordering and asking
how my day is. Mostly she just does her job no matter what I’m wearing or any
comments I might say to her.
I meet
up with Jasper and Emmett in the lobby of the building. “The little women too
busy today?” I joke, slapping Emmett on the back.
Emmett
laughs. “Yes, Rose had to go yell at some people that messed up her design. You
seem relieved, Edward. It’s not because we’re going to see a pretty little
waitress today, is it?” He wiggles his eyebrows.
I
really hate that he knows me so well. I choose to ignore him and begin to walk
to our destination.
“I
think you’re on to something, Em,” Jaspers chuckles behind me. Assholes.
The
smell of pie and grease permeate my nose the moment I open the doors. The bell
rings above my head and the face I wait to see every day appears from behind
the counter and smirks at the sight of us. Her hair is in her usual pony tail,
she’s wearing her uniform of a mustard-colored shirt and black pants, but her
shoes today look a little newer. Something for herself! I can’t help but put my
head down to hide my smile from her.
I see
the boys walking around the diner, and it looks like she’s put them to work
cleaning the tables. We sit at our usual spot, making sure we get Bella as our
waitress. Though I suspect no matter where we sit we would get Bella. I’ve seen
the woman work the whole diner.
She greets
us quickly with menus. “I’m going to guess drinks today will consist of
Mountain Dew, sweet tea, and for you, freshly brewed coffee.” She is bouncing
foot to foot almost in a chipper motion. It’s so great to see her lively.
“Sounds
about right, darling,” Jasper answers for us.
“Your
southern accent does nothing for me, Jasper, save it for your energetic wife.”
She raises her brows at him, then turns on her heels and walks away to get our
drinks. I watch the kids wash tables and splash water at each other when they
think no one is looking. It reminds me so much of myself and Emmett when we
were just boys.
“You
should just ask her out already,” Emmett states while looking at his menu.
I sigh,
because I want to get to know Bella, but after Kate’s betrayal I don’t think
I’m ready to date someone.
“She’s
not Kate, Edward. Bella is better than her,” Jasper comments from behind his
menu. The dick assumes he knows what I’m thinking.
“Kate,
we need to talk.” I stormed into our apartment we’d recently moved into. I’d
noticed missing funds from our joint account I’d set up, close to two thousand
dollars pulled out in cash.
Kate
got up from the couch, her dark hair pulled up in a messy bun. “What’s going
on, Edward?” Her voice didn’t give anything away.
“Why
the hell did you pull two grand out of the account?”
Tears
suddenly sprung from her eyes, and she blurted, “I’m pregnant.”
I come
back to the present from the horrible memory to see Bella setting my coffee cup
in the correct spot.
“Okay, gentlemen,
what will you be eating today?” Bella’s honey voice is happy today, which seems
to dissipate the sour mood I was developing.
“I’ll
be having the American burger, medium rare, all the way, with fries,” Emmett
orders first.
“I’ll
do the bacon burger, medium rare, with fries.” Jasper is next, handing his menu
back to Bella.
“And
for you, Edward?” Bella’s chocolate eyes look to mine and I just want to fall
into them.
“Edward.”
Emmett nudges me. Fuck!
“I’ll
have my usual sub.” I hastily hand her my menu and look away, embarrassed.
She
nods with a confused expression on her face and walks away, which allows me to
check out her ass in the process.
“Dude,
you have it bad,” Emmett laughs and Jasper joins him.
“You
both can fuck yourselves.” I cross my arms like a child. I’m a fucking
twenty-eight year old man. I quickly uncross my arms.
The
rest of lunch is quiet and awkward since my staring issue with Bella. I go back
to my office to finish work and wind up firing my PA because she lost the
paperwork for an upcoming merger I was conducting.
Saturday
morning comes and we set up our table, getting all the paperwork set out before
parents and kids start coming over to sign up for the Cullen Inc. team, the
Phoenixes.
“Oh
God, the Newton kid is back, thank God he’s yours this year.” Emmett looks at
his clipboard as the trouble maker comes up. Newton is an only child and his
parents spoil him like I have never seen before.
“You’ll
be in my group this year, Michael, you excited?” I ask him with a friendly
smile as I hand his mom the clipboard.
“Yes,
coach. I’ve been working all summer to be the best I can.”
“Alright,
Quil is over at the field, go over and get started with him.” I point in the
direction of my intern who volunteered to help me coach this year. He’s a good
kid that has a lot of potential.
“Okay.”
He jogs to the field.
“How
many is that so far?” I ask, looking at the list I started about half an hour
ago when kids started to arrive.
“We
have about six so far, you?” Jasper answers.
“I have
eight now.” I look up and see my favorite pair of eyes. Her hair is down and is
almost at her waist, and she’s wearing jean shorts and a tank top. I can tell
her clothes have been worn one too many times. The boys seem excited, but the
taller one seems nervous, biting his lip.
“Hey,
Bella,” Jasper greets Bella cheerfully. “You dragged your big sister down here
to play some football?” he asks Bella’s brothers.
“She
isn’t my sister, she’s my mom,” the tallest corrects Jasper. I can feel my
lungs lose air and my chest tighten. How the hell can she be their mom? What
the fuck! This woman is a mom? I can’t believe it.
I look
at her and see her blush spread on her face and down her chest. I feel
embarrassed for her. She had to be thirteen or fourteen maybe when the oldest
was born. My God. Bella has two kids.
Bella
clears her voice, gently raising the tallest boy’s arm. “Lucian is ten,” then
she raises her other boy’s arm, “and Damon is eight.”
Trying
to distract my thoughts from the fact this woman I want to date is a mother, I
grab up a clipboard and begin to rattle off, “Here’s the paperwork for Lucian;
he’ll be with my assistant, Quil. Jasper and Emmett will be Damon’s coaches,
and I think Jasper has the papers for you to fill out for him.” I hand her the
clipboard roughly, not really meaning to, but I’m in shock.
Looking
at Lucian, I can’t help but smile at him. For almost a month I’ve been watching
him. I know what a recluse he is. “I’m having my group start warm-up with Quil
down on that field.” I point to Quil. “You can go join them, Lucian.”
Lucian
looks to his mom, still biting his lip nervously.
Bella
bends down to meet his eyes. “Hey, sweetheart, don’t you want to play football
anymore?”
I watch
as Lucian pushes his glasses up his nose before finally speaking. “Yes, I do.
I’m just scared that the other kids will tease me like the kids did at school.”
I feel
so bad for this boy. I used to be that kid in school that everyone teased
because of how smart I was and how I didn’t want to run around, I wanted to
read. I bend down next to Bella.
“If
anyone bothers you like that, you tell me or Quil. I will not tolerate anything
like that. On this team, we treat each other with respect.” I keep my voice
firm but comforting. I want him to like being on my team, but I also want him
to trust me.
“Okay,”
he agrees, seeming more confident than he was just a moment before.
“If
anyone messes with you, I got your back, brother.” The other son of
Bella’s-- she has two!-- states while puffing out his chest and
then narrowing his eyes at the boys that Lucian will be joining.
I want
to laugh at this kid’s brass. I peek an eye over to Emmett, remembering the
days that he used to stick up for me before I started to do it on my own.
“Damon.”
Bella sighs as she stands up. I follow suit.
“I’m
not sure you can play on my team if you’re going to have that kind of
attitude,” Emmett addresses Damon in a no-nonsense voice. I can’t help but agree
with him, though. I look over to Bella to see her reaction, and I’m puzzled to
see a small smile form.
“Sir, I
love my brother, and he’s my only brother. He’s smart and has a big heart,
that’s what my mom says, anyway. I have to use my size and protect him.” I want
to hug this kid, I feel for him so much.
“I
understand how you feel, big guy, but on this team, we don’t fight. We use our
words and talk things out. I don’t know if you can handle that.” Emmett crosses
his arms. I understand what he’s trying to get Damon to do, now.
I see
Damon’s mouth pop open in response to my brother’s statement. “I really want to
play. I promise I will try really hard, please let me play.” His voice is small
and pleading. I know Emmett is going to let him, but he wanted to hear this
from Damon.
Emmett
clasps Damon’s shoulder gently and then bends down. “And that’s all I need from
you, is to try. If you’re having any problems you come to me or Jasper.” He
gestures over to Jasper, who tips his imaginary hat back. “We’ll figure it
out.”
“Okay.”
Damon nods his head in understanding. These kids remind me so much of myself
and Emmett when we were younger.
“Alright,
let’s get over to where we’ll be practicing, and your mom can get all the
paperwork done.” Emmett stands up and begins to lead Damon away.
I see
Bella nudge Lucian to get moving along as well.
I have
no idea what to say to her. I feel angry, even though I know I shouldn’t
because it isn’t any of my business. We don’t even have any kind of friendship.
“I
guess I better get to these.” Bella waves the one clipboard that I gave her and
then grabs one from the other section of the table.
“If you
have any questions, Jasper can answer them,” I say to her curtly. I shouldn’t
feel this betrayed by her. I hate these irrational feelings. I walk over to the
practice field where Quil has them doing stretches.
“Quil,
how we doing?” I slap him on the back, taking the clipboard from him.
“We’re
doing good. I think we’re ready to learn some drills,” he responds cheerfully.
“Alright
boys, bring it in,” I call to the thirteen boys we have in total for the team.
I quickly explain drills and positions to them and how we’re going to figure
out who will go where.
After a
few running drills, I notice that Lucian is fast and can run without getting
winded. But I also notice he lets the other kids talk over him, and he doesn’t
ask questions when I can tell he’s confused.
“Lucian!”
I call his name, and wave my hand for him to come to me. I watch as he pushes
his glasses up and bites his lip as he jogs over to me.
“Yes,
coach.” His voice is low and timid.
“Are
you okay, you like it so far?” I question him gently.
“I like
it very much. I like to run,” he says to the ground.
I nod
my head, trying to figure out what he needs. “Are the kids treating you okay?”
“I
guess,” he whispers.
I squat
down. “Lucian, look at me, please.”
His
eyes meet mine and they’re the same shape and color as his mom’s, except hidden
behind his glasses. Currently, they’re watering up just a bit.
“You’re
an amazing runner. I think you are going to be amazing on our team. If anyone
is bothering you, you can tell me and we will get it figured out.” I keep my
eyes on his so he knows I’m being honest and he can hopefully trust me.
“I just
feel out of place. I never been on a team before, so I don’t know how. The
other kids aren’t mean.” His voice is still soft and he’s fidgeting with the
hem of his shirt.
“Well,
it takes time to form a team; we’re just on our first day.” I hope to lay rest
to his worries.
“Also,
coach, all the other kids talk about expensive gear and clothes. My mom can’t
do that for me or my brother. I don’t know how I can be on the team if I don’t
have the right stuff,” he says in a rush. He looks down again, and I can see
his tan skin blush red just a bit.
The
feeling that comes over me is something I have never experienced. This kid
worries about his mom and what she can afford. I just, I have to make this
better. “Well, that’s a choice by their parents, but I actually get all the
gear and shirts that are needed. In fact, after this last mock game, I’ll get
yours and your brother’s sizes just in case your mom forgot.”
I watch
a smile break out on his face. “Really? Thank you. I better get out there,
then.” And he’s gone in a flash.
I watch
as he gets more into the game this time. I wonder if his worries were more
about whether his mom could afford for them to play than about being part of
the team.
The
parents start to pick up their kids, and I make sure to get sizes of pants,
shirts, and shoes from Lucian for him and his brother.
I
notice Bella hasn’t come down to the field, so I take Lucian back up to the
table where I meet with Emmett, Damon and Jasper.
“So,
how’d they do?” Bella asks us anxiously and I can see where Lucian gets his lip
biting habit from.
“Damon
is great, and he listens well. He needs to work on focus, though. I kept
catching him looking over toward where his brother was,” my brother answers
first.
“I just
was checking. I’ll do better next time,” Damon responds quickly.
“You
better, or you’ll do laps,” Emmett warns him with a smirk on his face.
Damon’s
shoulders slump and he mumbles back, “Yes, coach.”
“And
how did Lucian do?” Bella addresses me, worry written on her face.
“Lucian
is the fastest kid on the team. We have to work on communication and speaking
up, but I think he’s going to fit right in.” I smile and pat Lucian’s shoulder.
Wondering
if she got the schedules for practices and games, I mention it to her. “All the
practice schedules are on the sheet at the end of the table, and it also has
the game schedule.”
I watch
her eyes widen. She must have missed it. She grabs it up quickly. “Okay, see
you coaches later.”
I can’t
help but watch her walk away with the boys. “She is a fucking mom.” I turn to
my brother and brother-in-law.
“Yeah,
and a dam good one,” Jasper replies as he finishes putting the papers up.
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