Total pages in book: 154
Estimated words: 142664 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 713(@200wpm)___ 571(@250wpm)___ 476(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 142664 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 713(@200wpm)___ 571(@250wpm)___ 476(@300wpm)
“I thought we had this conversation already.”
“No, I told you to call them off, and you said no without any kind of discussion.”
“I’m not sure if you know, but no is a complete sentence.” How dare this bastard. That’s something me and the girlies were always saying to over enthusiastic frat boys who were trying to get into my pants.
He must’ve seen the storm clouds brewing because he kept going before I could say what was on my mind. “Your brothers came by earlier.” Well, now, that was a whole other kettle of fish.
“What did they want?”
“They wanted my help in getting you to forgive them.”
I folded my arms and tapped my feet on the ground. “And what did you say?”
“I told them I’d only do what’s right for you, always.”
“And that is?”
“Whatever you want.” Okay, I’ll let him live.
He followed me inside and took my briefcase and laptop, which gave me a chance to get my thoughts together before sharing what his sister had said. “That was Sabrina on the phone. Natalie went to visit your parents today, and as she was leaving, your sister saw her smack her kid in the face.”
“What?” See, this is why I had to think about whether or not I was going to tell him because I wasn’t sure how he was going to react.
“Yeah, so I think we need to go home this weekend instead of the end of the month.”
“What’s that going to do?”
“I’m not sure, but I feel kind of responsible. I’ll be the first to admit that I’ve been deliberately getting under her skin, but if she’s taking that shit out on her kid, that’s where I draw the line.”
“Come ‘ere.” He pulled me into his arms and held me.
“First of all, you’re not to blame for anything she does. As far as her smacking her kid, I’ll take care of it.” I pulled back to look up at him.
“How do you plan to do that?”
“First, I need more information. Not to worry, I know how to get what I need.”
“Sabrina was going to go to her house more this week just to be on the safe side and get close to the nanny so we could get a feel for what’s going on. I can’t sleep knowing that a child might be in danger.”
“I know, it’s going to be okay, I don’t want you to worry about it.”
“I almost thought you would blame me somehow or not believe me.”
“Why would you think that?”
“I don’t know, maybe because you’ve known her for much longer.”
“That’s silly. When I married you, I agreed to forsake all others, remember? Where in there does it say I should take an old girlfriend’s side against yours, especially when a child’s safety is involved?”
“Sometimes, I absolutely adore you.” I got up on my toes to plant a kiss on the tip of his nose.
“Only sometimes? I must not be doing something right.”
“Stop fishing for compliments, and come tell me what my brothers had to say.”
He followed me upstairs, where I got out of my work clothes and changed into something more comfortable. I was sitting on the chaise in our sitting room for five minutes before I realized that he was rubbing my feet while telling me about the boys’ visit.
He did it so naturally without me having to ask that it threw me. I’m not sure why, after everything else he had done this should stop me in my tracks. It just strikes me as odd that someone with his wealth and upbringing would know how to do these things.
“I think I see why she’s still so obsessed with you. Did you used to do things like this for her?”
“On a lesser scale, but yes, I treated her well.” I pulled my feet away, pissed for some unknown reason.
“Don’t pout love. Would you have rather I was a bad boyfriend?”
“Yes!”
“Would it help if I told you that she had to ask me to do most of the things that come naturally for me to do for and with you?”
“Like?”
“Shopping for one, I hate it. I never went shopping with her, not even once.”
“What else?”
“My attraction to you is way more intense. I could go for hours and sometimes days without thinking about her. I must’ve thought about you every half an hour or so throughout the day. I missed you.”
Now he was pouting, the brat. He tapped his thighs, and I returned my feet grudgingly. When the hell did I become this needy bitch? “Also, even when we first started dating, I never once thought of what our future together would look like. With you, it’s all I think about. I look forward to each day, each minute I get to be with you.”
He's a smooth one, alright. “I don’t care how sweet your tongue is; I’m not having any of your dingy kids anytime soon.” He looked at my tummy and smirked, and I wanted to smack him. Then he had the unmitigated gall to lean in close and talk to my stomach.