Divorced! Now what?
Chapter 166

Bob POV

My heart sank for Hank, and he was going to be devastated. I am going to be there for him and help him as much as he will let me. He has not had the same issues with his wife as I have. When he finds out Kitty is part of the Wedding lady's group, he will need my support and the support of his family. Do the girls know what she has been up to? I know Margaret has been extra close to her; could she be like Cynthia and be part of it? I hope not, for Hanks's sake. But I would not be shocked.

The longing to see my wife, to feel her presence, was overwhelming. We hadn't even shared our first married kiss, and I needed her now more than ever. I needed to discuss this situation with her to understand how she could support Hank and me and how she would stand by me during this challenging time. It would be the first real test of our marriage, a test of her commitment to me and our relationship.

I called her, and it made me feel good. She asked about Nate, and though I did not answer that question, her asking was a positive sign. Scott had said he trusted her, and that was enough for me. Scott has never led me astray; he knew Pam behind the scenes before I met her. He worked with her while she was undercover and gained trust; he said she was a sharpshooter and could hold her own in a fight. The more he told me about my wife as an uncover agent, the prouder I got.

As I picked up a pizza for dinner, my mind was filled with thoughts of the day and the potential dangers that lay ahead. I wondered if she would agree to the idea of having a bodyguard or two. This book has many missing chapters and scenes if you're not reading it on FindNovel.net. If what Scott had said was true, and I had no reason to doubt it, our city was on the brink of a gang war, the likes of which we had never seen before.

Pam was already home when I arrived. It was good to see the lights on the porch as I arrived. This was our first night together as a man and wife, and I was as nervous as a kitten. I parked in our garage and entered through the side door. Music was on low, and I could hear Pam singing in the kitchen.

I stood in the kitchen doorway, watched her set the table, and put a coffee there, too.

'Are you going to stay standing there or bring in the pizza?' I chuckled when she spoke. I cannot sneak up on her. I have tried a few times, and she always seemed to know I was there.

I placed the pizza boxes on the table and reached for her, kissing her gently. I was still testing the waters. Today has been a hard day for both of us. It was late in the night now, too late to sit down for dinner, but I guessed she most likely had yet to eat, as she did not disagree with takeaway.

'Do you want to talk during our meal or after?' Pam asked, and she needed to talk about today as much as I did.

'I am fine with either. I said as I put pizza on my plate and poured a coffee for both of us.

'How is Nate?' Ah, I had yet to answer when she asked before. She must be thinking the worst.

'Nate made it through surgery. He has a punctured lung and some internal damage, but nothing major. He will make a full recovery! I said it was a huge relief for us if he had not survived; the memory of his sacrifice would permanently mar our wedding day. 'I have been so worried! Pam looked at me with moisture in her eyes and swallowed hard as if her pizza was stuck in her throat.

'Sorry, I should have said that when you asked on the phone.

'Yes, you should have. I have been thinking the worst! She threw a piece of pizza at me, and I caught it and popped it in my mouth, making her mouth drop open in surprise. She huffed and went back to eating.

'We found the shooter's bag at the site, and it had a black book in it. Pam's head lifted to look at me, a frown on her face. 'Whose name did you find in that book?' She asked, and it threw me a little that she could read me so well. 'Kitty! I said, watching her face closely.

'What is your reading on that?' So she knew, I wonder how long.

'What do you think?' I sent it back. She smiled at me, knowing what I was doing. She had been an uncover-agent far too long and knew all the tricks.

Pam explained how she had been an uncover agent in a hotel, and Kitty arrived with the girls, dressed to the nines, and how her boss agreed she was part of the wedding ladies, but not how she became involved; her boss was going to investigate that. Then he told me about what happened after I had left the wedding, and I was told that Jacko would think Pam would do such a thing. He never let her finish what she was going to say to him, assuming the worst and stopped her. I am glad her boss paid her time off, just so it looks like she complies with Jacko's wishes. What did Jacko have against Pam? When he initially spoke of her, I thought she was a good cop. Did finding out she was with the FBI sour him against her?

'What about Hank?' I pushed, wanting to get a complete picture of how she thinks.

'My gut says he knows nothing. He may have treated a girl now and then, but because Kitty was working with the battered woman, he might not think much of it. Just doing the doctoring she can't do. I feel Margaret might be involved, and my boss will check to make sure he is married to her. With all these mixed-up pretend marriages, he might not be wed.!

'Damn, I had not thought of that, but you are right, if Kitty is mixed up in all of this, then yeah!

'Kitty has transformed the attic into a sewing room, and she has hundreds of wedding dresses and formal wear. She makes them herself. I left the wedding dress I wore in my locker. My boss is going to collect it so that they can examine it. It is evidence.

'Wow, I bet Hank just thinks it is a hobby and is happy she has one to keep her mind off the bad stuff!

'Are you going to tell Hank?' Pam asked, looking at me concerned.

'Yeah. Now that Nate has had his surgery and is hopefully on the mend, I will get him over here to chat. Will you be here with me? I might need some support!

'Of course, that is what a wife is for. Hopefully, he won't be like Jacko; I have no clue why he has suddenly gone against

me.'

'Don't worry about him; I will sort him out if I must. But I think he was just emotional. This was a hard hit on his ego, and you were the easiest target to take it out on, and with Kitty, an expert at playing the injured party, he would have fallen for it. Besides, your boss can do that too, if need be. As he suggested, he would be in for a surprise if he reported to him. I know your boss well, and he won't take crap lying down. He did not make it to the top by being duped!

'Thank you for having my back. Pam said, moving over to sit beside me and feeding me some pizza.

It was our wedding night, and it just changed for the better.

I put what has happened since the 'I do' behind me and concentrated on making tonight a better one. I pulled Pam to my lap and let her continue to feed me; I took a kiss after I had swallowed the mouthful and gave her a piece to chew. We did this for a while until I had to shift her on my lap, as my hardening was getting painful.

Having moved her, so she was now straddling me, I stood up, and she squealed as I carried her to our room, the only bedroom set up so far. Pam held me tight and pulled my head to hers, trying to kiss me as I walked as fast as possible. This was awkward, but it had the desired effect at the same time.

I lowered her to the floor and started to undress her. She did the same, but she started by undoing my belt and getting my pants down.

'Eager my little minx?' I whispered in her ear as she grabbed my hardened length and squeezed it.

'You are just too slow, old man.' She nibbled my ear and squeaked as I lifted her up and placed her gently on the bed, grabbed her jeans, and pulled them off, Pam wiggling her bottom to make it easier, and slowly I kissed her ankle, then up her legs to her thighs, and licked her core.

Pam squirmed under me and begged for me to get to the business end of it, but I needed to let my needs be reduced, or I would explode the moment I entered her.

I wanted this a special night to remember for the right reasons.

So I worked on her core, licking, sucking, nipping till she screamed out my name. I made my way up her body, kissing her stomach, then working on her two n*****s, then up to her neck, and finally finding her mouth again, plunging my tongue into her mouth, sharing the taste of her.

'Now, Bob, give it to me now.' she moaned as I rubbed my hardening length against her wet core.

I have to agree. She was more than ready, and so was I.