Divorced! Now what?
Chapter 68

Bethany POV

Together, we walked to work. We both seemed to have a spring in our step. When we reached Robson's office and entered, he looked between the two of us and then beamed with a huge smile.

'I am guessing your two have at long last become a couple?' Robson said, and I looked at Theo, wondering how we looked that he had come to that conclusion.

'Yes.' Theo gave a one-word answer. I was happy to leave him to do all the talking.

We chatted about the following media release and updated the public on the monkey and Mr Green, who are doing exceptionally well.

After the day's rounds and starting another compound batch, I left for the day and brought some chicken for dinner. I was in a good mood, wondering how I was going to keep our change of relationship from my Dad with he is going to know the moment he sees me. He was going to be coming over for dinner, so Theo invited his Dad too, with the suggestion of watching the pre-game news.

Everything was ready for the two dads to arrive. Theo was home but in his place, packing his things. He had brought over most of his clothes already and just had a few more personal things to bring over. I had laid out the newspapers with the sports sections open and pens and paper ready for Dad to take notes.

Theo was back. He placed the personal stuff in the spare room and went into the kitchen to assist with the plates and cups. When the door opened, I knew this had to be my Dad. He had already had the okay to just walk in. Their voices drifted towards us in the kitchen. They reached the doorway and stopped, staring at us. Both had their mouths open in shock.

'Tell me what I am seeing is true?' Theo's Dad asked softly.

'What are you seeing, Dad?' Theo responded as he handed a coffee to both dads.

'You are a couple now?' My Dad said, and I smiled. Yep, we must have a neon sign above our heads. They saw it just as quickly as Robson had.

'We are,' I answered this time, and suddenly, I was engulfed in a hug from my Dad, and Theo was getting one from his Dad. They soon changed places, saying words like 'About time' and 'Good for you!

Food was consumed in front of the television as we watched the rundown on injuries and other changes.

'Dad, would Felicity and Sam like to rent my penthouse? I know they said something about replaceing something close by, now they are officially engaged. Theo asked, looking at his Dad, hopefully.

'I am sure they would. It is close to where they both work, and I am sure you are not going to charge them an arm and a leg!

'Nope, they will be responsible for the strata costs and general living bills.

'That is cheap, and I am sure they will jump at it. Would you like for me to ask Felicity when I return home?'

'Sure, the sooner we have the place filled the better. I am still deciding if I am going to sell it or not!'

'They might buy it from you.'

'Does she have that sort of money?'

'Yes, she does. Your grandmother gave her a hefty some!'

'What do you think, Bethany?' he looked at me expectantly, and I had no clue how to answer that.

'Um, you could sell it and put the money in a term deposit. When you are ready buy something else, you will have ready funds available, I suggested, not really thinking when I spoke.

'See, isn't she wonderful?' Theo said, and both our Dads chuckled at his comment, giving us a knowing look that I could not work out.

They left not long after, and we headed to bed; Theo snuggled in behind me and kissed my neck, and soon I drifted into a dreamless sleep.

The sun coming through the window woke me. We had forgotten to close the curtains last night. I climbed out of Theo's arms, headed to the bathroom, and then tiptoed out to the pool. Five laps in, I heard a splash. Theo had joined me; this time, he was the naked, cheeky man.

The next few days were spent learning to be together. Some nights, we enjoyed the bedroom and other nights, we were asleep as our heads hit the pillow. We seemed to work well together. One day, Theo cooked, and the next, it was me. We had not really planned any of this. The first one home started the food. We seemed to gel really well.

On Saturday, Theo got a call from Felicity and Sam that they would like to talk about buying the penthouse, and I left Theo alone to talk about it. He had contacts who could help them with the settlement if they came to some agreement; I worked on getting food prepared for our Sunday sports day. They would typically have gone to their parent's house for dinner, and I would normally have gone to my Dad's, but this Saturday, all that changed. My Dad had to work, and Theo's family was off to some concert, leaving Felicity to come over before joining the others.

I had just finished the pies when Theo returned, a huge smile on his face.

'I have just sold the penthouse for the same price you paid for that one. They were more than happy with the price, and knowing that is what you paid made it easier to convince them they were going to move in tomorrow. I have said they can have the furniture, and I have removed everything I want from there. They can have whatever is left, and if I have forgotten anything, she said she would give it to me; if I remember, or she replaces something, she thinks I would want it back!

'Wow, well done. You have made a profit and did not pay that much!

'Nope, I didn't.

We spent that night on the balcony, with soft music in the background. It was time to reveal some of my past that I felt Theo should know.

'Theo, I would like to talk to you about my life and a few home truths!

'Okay. He pulled me onto his lap, and I started to tell him all about Cynthia and how I ended up married to Bret, how I caught them that led to my divorce, and then about the bigamy of both Cynthia and my Mother. I told him everything, even about Dad not being Cynthia's Dad. 'Do you know who your Mother married? Your stepfather?'

'No, not yet. I assumed the police would eventually let us know, I said, but Theo's mobile phone went off before I could say anymore.

'I need to get this. Theo did not let me go; he kept me on his lap while he answered his phone.

'Scott?' I could not hear what was being said on the other side of the phone conversation. He suddenly pulled me closer to him. 'What? Tell me what you know. Theo sounded worried.

'Yep.

'Okay!

'Are you sure?' he almost screamed out.

'Dead or alive?'

'Double it.'

I needed clarification about what Theo was talking about. It was all goggly g**k to me; his voice said he did not like what he was hearing; I assumed that maybe it was something to do with his Mother's volunteer work. She worked for battered women; they were often in trouble and needed protection of some kind.

Theo is such a kind soul. He would help out where he could and asked me if I would treat some of the women who came in, as they wouldn't let him or his Dad touch them, both men.