At Frost Corporation
Zach was seated behind his desk, glasses resting on the bridge of his nose watching as his long fingers moved to sign off a file. A feeling of satisfaction swelled in his chest as he closed the leather file and he handed it to his secretary.
"Send a message to the department heads that everyone should wrap up their work in two hours and go home."
"Sir?" Her eyes grew saucers at the order.
"Start your weekend early", he said and he got up.
He took his jacket, shrugged it on and left. His bodyguards were already by his side as they escorted him to his car. The entourage left Frost Corporation's parking lot. The four cars emerged on the busy roads of New York. It was even busier as it was during lunch hour.
Zach sat with his elbow resting against the door, chin resting on his fist hand where his wedding band shone under the bright sunlight that seeped through the tinted windows. He kept his gaze outside, face looking cold, no one knew what was going through his head.
After a good thirty minutes of driving and dodging traffic, they finally arrived at their destination. Gomez got the door for Zach and the man stepped out. He walked past a young man leading out a toddler who was going off telling his mother about his day.
Excited squeals could be heard from kids in the playground and he subconsciously looked over. Not seeing who he was looking for, he entered the building. The noise only got louder he couldn't even hear his own thoughts. As he walked further in the hallway, he heard something that caught his attention.
"Roserie! Get your bag, your Dad is here!" A female teacher shouted before giving him an acknowledging nod that Zach returned as he stopped right outside the class.
"Daddyyyy!" Roserie came running with her brunette pigtails swinging, arms wide and a big smile on her face with two front teeth missing.
Zach automatically went down on his knees and scooped her up in his arms before standing up. "Hey Princess."
"Bye Miss Chainey", Roserie waved at her teacher.
"Bye Roserie, see you on Monday", Miss Chainey smiled at the little one.
"How was your day Daddy?" She asked with inquisitive eyes.
Zach's lips lifted into a smile, "It was good, and how was yours?"
"It was fine. I had to forgive Eric today. Hi Gomez!" She smiled at the man who held the door for them.
"Young Miss Roserie", Gomez gave the cute little one a smile.
"What do you mean you had to forgive Eric? Did he do something?" Zach asked while putting away her bag and leaving her on his lap before the car started to move.
"Well, it's actually Mommy's fault", she replied innocently.
Zach's brows furrowed, "How?"
"Mommy.... Mommy..." She started, she willed a pitiful expression, lower protruding in a pout and it quivered, and her dry eyes now showed signs of tears.
Zach saw through her but he played along and started to pat her back and probbed gently, "What did mommy do?"
"Mommy- Mommy told Miss Chainey to make sure I finish my carrots and Eric started calling me a rabbit and made funny faces at me so I started crying and Miss Chainey asked me to forgive him so I told him he looked like a blobfish when she was not looking and he started crying-"
"A blobfish?"
"I had to forgive him", she whined in protest. "Uncle Xavie said an eye for an eye."
An annoyed groan reverberated from his chest and he mentally noted to have a talk with Xavier later on. She frowned and looked up at him, "Did I do something wrong?"
"Roserie, if someone bullies you at school, you tell your teacher, or your mommy and I."
"So I should not stand up for myself?" She asked looking confused.
"No sweetheart, I'm not saying that you shouldn't....", he groaned mentally. How does he explain without contradicting himself? Damn that Xavier! "Let's talk about this when we get home."
"Okay!" She said happily when her eyes lit up. "Daddy I want to show you something!"
He hummed in response. Without leaving him, she stretched her little arms trying to reach for her bag that was on the other end. Zach chuckled, "Should I let you go?"
"No, I'll get it." She didn't want to leave his arms. Those were her safe heaven.
"Let me get it for you", he offered and she thanked him happily.
As soon as he handed it to her, she rummaged through the bag and fished out a neatly rolled paper. "Miss Chainey said we should draw our family. So I drew everyone."
"Wow, this is amazing princess!" He gazed at her with proud smile. She had draw stick figures with a little meat and differentiated the crayons used to draw their skin to their hair, clothes and shoes. He truly believed that his daughter was talented.
"Thank you!" She smiled up at him before she started pointed who was who from the center. "This is you and Mommy, then me, and Liam. I made him stand."
"That's okay. He'll be doing that soon anyway", he replied.
"Then this is Grandpa and Grandma, Uncle Xavie, Aunt Lorrie, Oliver, Uncle Georgie, Aunt Nora, Grand paw paw , Grammie, Aunt Alex, Ian, Stacy, Uncle Stephen, Aunt Suzy, and Trevor. And this is Grannie", she pointed at a sun that shone above everyone on the paper. "Mommy says she watches over us."
"She does", Zach agreed with a smile. Amy never failed to tell Roserie about Joanne and the stories from her childhood. "Why don't you show this to Mommy when you get home? I bet she'll love it."
"Really?" Her eyes lit up.
"Mm."
Speaking of Amy, he wondered what the beauty that was his wife was doing. His heart started to thud from excitement as they drew closer to home. Roserie went on to talk about her day to her father up until they reached home.
"Young Miss Roserie", Edmund greeted with a smile as he held the door for them and collected Zach's bag.
"Hi Grandpa Eddie!"
"Welcome back, sir."
"Mm. Where's my wife?" He asked while handing Roserie her backpack.
"In the gym, sir."
Zach squated down to Roserie's level, "Why don't you go up with Danielle and change and I'll go find your mommy?"
"Okay!"
Zach watched as Roserie run to Danielle who was already waiting before going upstairs to her room. The little one run her mouth probably filling her nanny in on her day Zach turned and left to find his wife. What was she doing in the gym during lunch hour of all times?
He went to the West wing and weaved through the hallways until he heard the faint sound of music echoing. Amy always played music whenever she did her pilates. Not expecting anything less, he pushed open the double doors and felt his breath hitch.
Amy stretched in a child's pose and lifted herself up in a downward dog position. Zach was greeted with the image of her plump ass facing him. She went down in the original position and finished with the latter. He adjusted his trousers before locking the doors behind him.
Slowly she rolled up and stood sideways, giving Zach the view of her side profile, hair worn in a ponytail, her voluptuous breasts being confined within a sports bra, her tiny and flat waist. She had gotten rid of her mom pooch thanks to pilates and Zach's intense workout. Her plump ass clad in tights sat atop her sexy long legs, and finishing with sports shoes.
"Hello husband", she glanced at him while lifting her front leg, raising it to her chest and stretching it.
"Wifey", he acknowledged as he walked over.
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