May

Carlos was not a man who would ever go through his wife’s phone. They had each other’s bank account and passwords. There was never any need for snooping. But today — today Carlos was not that man. The urge to go through his wife’s phone was strong. So he did the next best thing he could. He walked out of his house, texted his wife who was showering that he won’t be back tonight, and drove to Lando’s place.

Lando, rather reluctantly sometimes, was the middleman in their relationship. But never had he thought he would have to call Carlos’s wife in the middle of the night and ask her if she was planning to divorce his friend. Because if she was, it would be a very stupid thing to do. Everyone around them saw how they were just made for each other. All you needed to do was look at an interaction between them to know how in love they were. Regardless of whether they were fighting, or not.

Lando had also never seen Carlos cry. He didn’t know he was even capable of that. That in itself conveyed how serious his drunk friend was. So the only best thing to do for Lando right now, was to take that glass out of his friend’s hand and drag his drunk ass back to his own place, in his own bed. His wife tried to apologise to him, but all he did was shake his head. He just told her to have a good night and set her husband straight in the morning.

The next morning, Carlos surprised to wake up in his own bed. He is even more surprised when he walks into the kitchen and sees his favorite breakfast laid out on the table. Did he go back in time somehow? She hadn’t cooked breakfast for two weeks. Honestly, after the divorce thing, he didn’t know what to say. So he just took a plate, served himself and said thank you as he sat down to eat. He didn’t know whether he was going to be able eat or keep it down if he did. His wife was on the verge of divorcing him, and here he was, having his favourite breakfast. Maybe this was how she was planning to tell him. Slowly segue from breakfast to the most dreaded conversation of his life. How would that even work? How do breakfast and divorce go hand in hand?

”I’m not going to divorce you.” Is the first thing she says.

”What?” Carlos almost chokes on his food.

”I don’t know why you think I am going to divorce you, but that’s not going to happen.” She sits in front of him with her plate.

”But-“

“Let me finish.” She stops him. “I know we have been fighting a lot and we haven’t been on proper talking terms these past two weeks, but I would never do that to you, honey.” When did she last call him that? He abandons his breakfast to stand in front of her.

”But what about that divorce lawyer that’s been calling you?” The expression on her face is almost comical, and he would have laughed if this was not the situation right now.

”How do you even know about that?”

”So it’s true. You have been talking to a lawyer.” He slumps back against the counter.

”That’s not the answer to my question, Carlos.” It stings to hear his name again.

”You were in the bathroom yesterday, and your phone kept ringing. It rang twice, so I was just going to pick it up and say you would call back, when I saw the caller ID” He turned to look at her, only to find her trying not to laugh. “Is- is this a joke to you?”

She stood in front of him. ”Oh, honey. That’s not- that guy is a new client of ours. He was interested in making a contract with the Company and that’s why he has been calling me. I just saved his name like that because I accidentally gave him my personal number.” She held his face in her hands. When was the last time she held him? Was this close to him?

”So- so you are not going to-” She shook her head. “Carino, you have no idea how happy that makes me.” He smiles as pulls her closer, wrapping his arms around her in a hug. Just breathing in her scent feels so good.

”Baby, are you crying?” She tries to pull back. He shakes his head, tightening his arms around her.

”I can’t even imagine the thought of not being with you anymore, baby. Not even if we fight like cats and dogs. I love you too much for that. I would die without you.” She lightly scratches at his back, knowing how much he loves it.

”Don’t say that. I love you too. It broke me to even think about you not being there anymore. I don’t ever want to feel like that again.” He pulls away just enough to look at her face.

”And you never will. This is forever, okay? You are never getting rid of me. Ever.”

”The day I say that, I want you to shoot me with the gun in my foot locker.”

It earns him the loudest laugh he has heard from her in a while. Oh how he loves that sound. “You don’t even own a gun, Mr. Sainz.

He laughs and picks. her up, wrapping her legs around him. “Now what do you say we forget about this fight, Cariño. I think I have a way to make it all up to you.”

”I think you are forgetting the fact that we are not on talking terms yet, Mr. Sainz.” She smirks as she leaves a hickey on his neck. His PR team are going to have a field day if he goes out like that.