Derick works on his plan

Derick looked at his phone as it chimed several times.

“I need to respond to these. I’ll just excuse myself for a bit,” he said as he made his way out of the room.

Once Rose thought he was out of earshot, she turned towards John.

“I’m sorry about that. We’ll just leave at the same time and he won’t know any different.”

“Is he always so intimidating,” John asked softly.

“You’ve no idea. You don’t want to cross him, it would be hell for both of us,” Rose responded sadly. For as much as she loved her husband, she was scared of his temper.

“So, we just leave?” John asked.

“That’s the plan. And with any luck, Derick will never see you again.”

Suddenly John’s daughter started crying. Tending to her, Rose turned her attention to her own daughter.

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Meanwhile, in the other room, Derick was on the phone with his sister again.

“Hey, it’s me again. I didn’t want to say anything in front of Rose’s friend Johnni, but it looks like she really let herself go after the father of her kid left her.”

“That bad?” Emma asked.

“You remember your friend DeeDee?”

“Seriously? Oh that poor girl! So, she needs work and a new man in her life.” Emma stated.

“That’s what I was thinking. Rose agreed, but doesn’t want Johnni to know that she told me. So that means mums the word.”

“My lips are sealed. I’ll introduce her to the rest of the mommas in my circle. More than half are single, so she’ll have something in common with them.”

“Thanks, Em. You’re the best!”

Derick hung up, a devious smile on his face. “Oh little Miss Johnni is in for a treat,” Derick thought to himself.

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As Emma placed her phone on the desk, she thought to herself.

“If, according to Derick, this Johnni woman is like DeeDee, Derick will have her on her knees blowing him soon.”

Why else would Derick get involved if he didn’t intend on fucking her. He made no secret that he’s been with almost every one of her girlfriends, most of them after he got married. Well, if her brother wanted another single mom slut for his bed, who was she to argue.

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Rose and Johnni were feeding their daughters when Derick walked back into the kitchen. Rose, was breastfeeding while Johnni gave his daughter a bottle.

“Simply beautiful.” Derick said. “The bond between mother and daughter.”

Rose smiled warmly at her husband’s remark. Johnni simply avoided speaking or making eye contact.

Looking at his watch Derick said, “Well, it’s getting close to your appointments. As soon as you’re finished with our daughter, you better go and get ready,” Derick said to Rose, in a voice that sent a chill down John’s spine. “I’ll entertain Johnni while you get ready.”

Rose knew that tone of voice and she also knew what ‘entertain’ meant. She knew Derick was going to hit on John. It was no secret that they had an open marriage, well, Derick had an open marriage, Rose didn’t.

Looking directly at Johnni he continued. “Looking forward to getting your nails done Johnni?”

“Yes, of course,” John replied shyly.

“Glad to hear that!” Derick said with enthusiasm. “A pretty woman like you should always look her best.”

“I’ll be ready in a few, then you can follow me over to the salon,” Rose said, glancing over her shoulder as she left the kitchen.

John busied himself with getting his daughter into the car seat, so he didn’t realize that Derick was getting closer to him until he felt Derick’s hand on his back.

“My, my, she is a cutie, just like her mother,” he said as he slowly rubbed John’s lower back. “She’ll become every inch the woman you are.”

John froze in fear. He didn’t know what to do or say.

Derick slowly slid his hand up John’s back to his shoulder. “Why do tense Johnni? You really need a good, deep massage for a handsome man. That would relax you.” He laughed. “Of course, if you’re anything like Rose, that’s how you got pregnant in the first place!”

Taking his hand off John, Derick made his way to the other side of the room just as Rose returned. She was now dressed in leggings and an oversized shirt.

“Okay,” she said as she picked up her daughter, “I’m ready. Johnni just follow me to the salon.”