“So… how are things going with you and Spencer? I saw you two out with ivy on my morning walk the other day. You looked like a real family.” Something Leanne has never seen with Cat’s husband. “Have you, you know..” Leanne wiggled her eyebrows sensually as she sipped on her peppermint tea, her warm, wooly socked feet sliding under her as she relaxed into her husband Mal’s recliner, opposite cat. “Don’t even think about the calories in that, just eat it.” She nodded to the homemade chicken and dumplings she’d made for them. Leanne was anxious to hear how things had developed since the serious conversion they’d had during their little camping trip. She’d invited her surrogate to stay over with Ivy since she had Lucas for the weekend, allowing the babies to have their first official play date. “They look so precious together.” It was going well so far, both of them sat on a fluffy blanket in front of the television with the Backyardigans on low volume. “You need to tell that douche bag of a husband to hit the road already. I know it’s hard for you to, but you can’t keep living like this. He’s draining your life force, he doesn’t care.” She sighed, hoping this little affair with Spencer was opening the woman’s eyes to as to how she deserved to be treated. “At this point Ivy is going to think Spenser is her father. He had more to do with her.” That sentence made Leanne feel both sick and saddened. She wasn’t one too encourage cheating, but good lord, Cat needed to get away from her emotionally abusive, neglectful, distant husband.
Catherine and Spencer had seen each other a couple of times recently, mostly at her apartment, but once when they knew David was out of town they’d gone on a walk instead. Just to give her daughter a little fresh air, nothing too obviously romantic, but god it had felt it to Cat. Every so often she’d reach out her hand to graze the man’s fingertips with her own, almost holding hands but not quite. Watching him dote on the baby whenever she fussed and take her down the slide on his lap like she was his own, it had melted her heart a million times over. Probably why she hadn’t even realised anyone she knew had seen them, aka Leanna apparently. “You saw us? Why didn’t you come and say hello! Now I feel so rude for just not seeing you or anything.” Although how could she have spoken to her if she literally hadn’t known she was there. Glancing down at the food in front of her she did as she was told, taking a bite, it was delicious of course. The woman knew how to cook homey food and it was something Cat had never really had in her life before. “Um, we have.” She murmured as she looked down at the plate, feeling her cheeks heating up considerably as they turned bright pink, not because she was embaressed she’d had sex but more because talking to Leanne about it felt like talking to a mother. Well she was a mother. Glancing over at Ivy and Lica she broke out into a big mile, loving the sight of the two littles ones together, ivy already a social butterfly just like her mother, obviously. “They do, I can’t believe I’ve never shown her the show before, she’s loving it.” Taking another bite the blonde almost choked as the brutally honest words left the older woman’s lips, agreeing with the sentiment but not quite expecting it. Hearing someone say so bluntly that her husband didn’t care just hit differently to when she’d murmured it hesitantly herself in the past, it was so stark, so final. “I think she already does a lot of the time, she loves him.” It was true, anytime Ivy was in Spencer’s arms she looked happier than ever, which was both adorable and sad in equal measures.
