THE CALLISON HOME - CHARLES' STUDY
got to be something in this contract that can tell us exactly why Preston is so
intent on getting out of it." Charles carefully turned the page as he
analyzed every word and phrase that was written.
"You'll find it, darling,
I'm sure of it." Annabelle gently rested her chin on his shoulder as
she read along with him. She knew that their constant work together to
thwart Thornton Preston's plans was bringing them even closer together.
She smiled with the realization that soon Francis would be a thing of the
past. Annabelle wanted a wedding ring on her finger and knew that she
would get it...as soon as she and Fred made sure that Charles' wife was out of
the way for good.
"Oh, I'm tired of reading
this again and again," Charles sighed as he tossed the contract onto the
desk and leaned back into Annabelle's waiting arms.
She nuzzled her head closer to
him and gently kissed him on the neck before he turned to meet her lips with his
own. The passion that Annabelle had brought to his life had become a great
comfort to him during that past few months. It had helped to provide a
refuge and an escape from a life that had grown tedious at best. If only
Francis hadn't been hurt in the process...
you two have to do that here?" Reginald's cold voice intruded
on the amorous embrace shared by Charles and Annabelle.
"You could knock
before just barging in." Annabelle slowly pulled away from Charles
and gave Reginald an icy glare. "Your father and I were in the middle
"Yes, I could see
that." Reginald continued to watch her with cold and unflinching
eyes. "But do you have to carry on like that here...in my
"It's my home too,
Reginald." Charles rose from his position behind his desk and slowly
walked over to his son. "You're mother moved out, remember?"
"And I remember why
she left! She caught you carrying on with this...this woman!"
"Reginald, why do you
have to act this way towards me?" Annabelle subtly began to use her
charms. "We've known each other for years. You've never been so
cold towards me before."
"You weren't carrying on
with my married father before!" Reginald moved closer to her as he
kept his stern tone. "You do remember that he is still
married, don't you? Of course, that's never mattered to you before!
No wonder Stephanie turned out to be the conniving little schemer she is!
With you as a mother, I bet Florence Nightingale would have turned into the
bride of Frankenstein!"
watch your mouth!" Charles grabbed his son by the arm and forced him
to face him. "I will not have you speaking to Annabelle so
"With all due respect,
father, I'll do as I damn well please." He yanked his arm away and
quickly headed for the door. "Lord knows you do."