Life After Marriage Book 3

Spoiled Spouses

**** I am not one to criticize people's stories but I have read some Aug fan fic, I wanted to poke my eyes out after reading. It made me feel so dirty reading something like that. Some situations Aug should be not put in. If it's not LEGAL in real life, it shouldn't be legal in fiction. I'm just saying.****

AMBER P.O.V. –

I had just wrapped up class and I was headed back to my office when I felt my phone buzzing in the pocket of my suit jacket. I had a book the size of an encyclopedia in one arm and my Pumkin Iced Latte’ in the other. Therefore, I decided to wait until I got to my office to see who it was.

I made my way down the hall, sat my drink on the floor while I looked in my briefcase for my office key. I found it and opened the door. I picked up my drink and went in.

I closed the door behind me, sat at my desk and pulled out my phone. I returned the call.

“What’s up baby?” I said checking my work email on my office desktop.

“I need you to come to the doctor with me.”

“Babe I’m at work and I need to finish up some things before I pick up the kids.” I clicked on an email from one of my students asking for a time to meet to discuss their paper that was due in two weeks.

 “Babe please. I’m hurting and I need my wife by my side.” He whined on the other end.

“If you would’ve took your iron pills like I told you, you wouldn’t be there. You know you’re anemic. But you refuse to listen to me. This is the fifth fucking time I’ve been to the doctor with you because of this! ”

“Damn, why you getting upset?”

“Because you frustrate me August.”

“It’s not even because of my anemia it’s something else.”  

“Whatever.” I finished up the email and sent it.

“So you gon come?”

“Yeah I’ll be there. Jesus, you’re worse that than Lil Auggie.”

“Love you baby.” He said in a sweet voice.

“Good-bye August.” I hung up and logged off my computer.

He was 28 years old now and he was still spoiled rotten. But this is mainly my fault. Ever since we’d been together I had spoiled him. Aug always gets his way. Either now or later.  And still to this day, even though I have a load of shit to do, I leave it behind to cater to him.

Ladies, don’t start a pattern of something you don’t want to continue to do. It will be hard as hell to break it.

 And don’t get me wrong, I don’t mind being there for Aug, he’s my husband. I love him more than life itself. But when it comes to some things that I continually stress, like taking his pills, this is him just being a big baby.

I personally thinks he just likes me staying on his back about this type of stuff. It’s his way of knowing my attention is on him. Just like how children act out to get their parents attention, this is his way of getting mine. And this shit is exhausting.

I can see some things, but he is entirely too grown to be afraid to go to the doctor by himself.

I sighed, got my things and went to meet Aug at the doctor.

It wasn’t many people there. Maybe about five, which was good because I didn’t want to be in there all day. On top of that, the kids get out of school in a couple of hours.