April 3, 2012

McMillans (5) - Round 20

Solveig hadn't known what to say to Clint after spending the night in his bed, so she'd scurried away to lay in her bed until morning.  She'd heard the door open and she'd squeezed her eyes shut, praying he wouldn't make a scene in front of CJ.

Tiptoeing to the kitchen the next morning, she was surprised to see him waiting for her in the livingroom.

"We need to talk, Solveig," he said quietly.

Solveig looked around nervously.  "I know. I'm so sorry. It won't happen again," she told him.

Clint grinned.  "That's the thing Solveig. I want it to happen again.  I like you a lot.  You make me a better person.  Maybe we could see where this goes?"


Solveig's knees felt weak & she dumbly nodded, then followed Clint back to the bedroom.


She just had to make sure CJ never found out.

He was at such an impressionable age & had such issues with his Father.  But maybe with her guidance, they could become a real family! 

Solveig laid in bed, restlessly tossing back and forth while she waited for Clint to return from work. Finally she heard footsteps and the hinges on his door squeak.  Silently getting up, she snuck into his room and fell into his arms.

"I've been waiting all day for this!" she told him.

Clint kissed the top of her head.  "Me too," he told her honestly.


CJ wasn't sure what had woken him up, but he'd looked around, confused to find Solveig's bed empty. 
"Miss Solveig?" he asked quietly, tiptoeing out into the livingroom.  She wasn't there.  Maybe she didn't love him anymore! Maybe she left!

Worried, he'd run into his Father's room to tell him to go find Miss Solveig.

"MISS SOLVEIG?" CJ screeched in shock. 

"Oh God," Solveig uttered as she watched CJ run out of the room crying.  Elbowing Clint she furiously whispered, "I told you I should've gone back to my room!"

Solveig found CJ crying in the livingroom and tried to talk to him.  (Talking about how wonderful the woo hoo with his Father was is probably not the best way to win him over, Solveig!)

"I don't want to talk to you!" he cried.  "I don't want to hear it! You never cared about me!"

Solveig cried, "That's not true CJ! I love you like my own son!"

"Well I'm not!"

Clint walked into the room.  "Don't talk to her that way, CJ." Then, dropping to his knee, he proposed.  "I should've married you the moment I realized I loved you.  You just seemed so intent on keeping our relationship a secret.  Now that it's out in the open... marry me..."

(I was pretty shocked to find that Clint actually had a positive memory of getting engaged!  He loves her! He really, really loves her!)

Clint didn't want to delay the wedding one minute.  He invited over family and close friends for the ceremony. 

There was some good-natured ribbing about Solveig doing what they thought no woman could do - get him to the altar.  But, Clint couldn't be happier.

If only CJ was happy about it, too.

"You should apologize to Solveig & make up with her.  She wasn't hiding anything from you," Clint told CJ over breakfast.

CJ just glared and shoveled the cereal into his mouth. 

Hearing the bus honk, he yelled, "Gotta go."

As more than the nanny, Solveig began to entertain.  Sadly, she didn't know many ladies around town, so Clint invited some of his old friends over. 

At first things went well, and then slowly Solveig realized that Clint had slept with both of them at some point in their history.   And they were not shy about sharing the details!  She could've lived without knowing that it was likely that every single female he knew had probably been to bed with him!

Pleading a migraine headache, Solveig slipped away to her room to think.


"No, no, not this time. I'm going to have to pass," she heard him say later on the phone.

"Who was that?" she asked curiously.

Clint waved his hand, dismissing it.  "Oh no one.  They just wanted me to go out for a drink."

'They' or 'She', she wondered unhappily.

"Come on, dinner's getting cold!" Clint called as he dug into the spaghetti.

CJ stopped as he brushed by Solveig & noticed how sad she looked.  Maybe it was time for him to knock the chip off his shoulder like Clint said.


But he never got the change....


Clint sat at the coastline and watched the waves roll in and slap against the wedding arch that he'd had built for their wedding.  It was almost a slap in the face that so soon after he found the love of his life, he'd lost her. 






1 comment:

  1. Wow seems like getting married as a senior in this town is a death sentence. Grim will appear within a couple of days! lol

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