THE CASE OF REASONABLE DOUBT (Cont’d)
“We’ll still need proof,” Jen added.
“I know,” Molly replied. “I already talked to Jonah. He said the case is still open and if they hooked up in Florida, it could be proof of motive. It’s all he needs to get a warrant to pull Kiera’s credit card history and telephone records. He called the hotel and confirmed Kiera stayed there. He can get video confirmation. Ken had a room at the hotel by the convention center, but odds are he never slept there. We got her, Jen. I was right--the bitch lied to us. She never ended the affair with Ken.”
“Wow,” Jen exclaimed. “Now what?”
“I don’t know,” Molly answered. “I guess we wait for confirmation from Jonah.”
“By the way, when I talked to Jonah, he said he’ll get a copy of the file on the Rice case for you.”
“Wow. How did you persuade him?”
Jen felt her face blush. “Don’t ask.”
Jen had to admit the more Marty hung around the office, the more she like him. When Marty left the room to use the restroom, Jen asked Molly, “You and Marty are really getting serious aren’t you.”
Molly grinned. “I think he’s going to pop the question any day. Last week we had dinner at his parents. They’re great folks—salt of the earth.”
“I envy you, Molly. It must feel good to have that type of love.”
“What are you talking about?” Molly asked. “You have two hot guys. They would do anything for you.”
“It’s not the same,” Jen answered. “Sometimes I wonder if they truly love me for me or if they just like the sex we have. You and Marty will get married and start a family. I want a family too.”
“Don’t your boys want kids?” Molly asked.
“No,” Jen answered. “I think they like things the way they are. Neither one is thinking about marriage. Jonah is more likely to marry, but Doc isn’t interested. Neither one has said anything about having kids. I want a family more than I want to marry.”
“The old biological clock ticking?” Molly asked.
“I don’t know,” Jen replied. “It’s hard to get those guys to talk about it. Hell, it’s hard to get them both together at the same time, and when we do, I hate to bring it for fear it will spoil the mood.”
“The mood?” Molly asked. “I think you’re trapped, Jen.”
“What do you mean?”
“Well,” Molly answered. “Doc and Jonah and great guys and gorgeous looking. You have this great office where you work at home and this great coffee machine. Your boys think you’ll never risk leaving. They’ve locked you in. It’s Doc’s house. They aren’t worried you might leave.”
“You forgot about the great sex,” Jen mentioned.
Molly laughed. “Do they ever treat you like a rotisserie chicken?”
“What are you talking about?” Jen asked.
“You know,” Molly replied. “Doc at one end of you and Jonah at the other and they spin you like a rotisserie chicken?”
WTF, Molly!” Jen shouted. “Gross. I’m not some damn porn star.” Jen put hands over her face. “Shit.”
“What?” Molly asked.
“Now I can’t get the image out of my mind. Damn you, Molly.”
“Well, you know what Anna said?’
“You talked about my sex life with Anna?”
“No, not your sex life, per se,” Molly answered. “She just asked what the deal was, and I’ll told her you were in a threesome. Anyway, she said, ‘Why buy a cow when you get free milk?’”
“Oh, come on,” Jen exclaimed. “Even for Anna it’s an old saying.”
“Well, she did say her mother used to say it. But let’s face it, Jen. You are a bird in a gilded cage, as they used to say. You’re trapped and can’t escape.” Jen pretended not to hear Molly. Molly took the hint.
Jen saw Marty coming down the hall, so she just waved her hand at Molly and returned to her computer.
A week later…
As Jen and Molly were working, Doc walked into their office to get a cup of espresso naked except for his jockey shorts.
Molly started to giggle, but Jen was not amused. “Doc,” she said to get his attention. Doc turned, his junk visible under his jockey shorts. Jen nodded her head toward Molly. “Molly’s here.”
To be continued…
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