On the way to the club, Charlie sings his favorite Carrie Underwood songs and chatters away happily while looking out the window, watching the world pass by in a blur. I watch the rearview mirror as Grant follows us in his sleek convertible.
I giggle as we drive by crowds where people peer into the car assessing whether he is someone famous or just another Hollywood Mogul. In truth, I guess he is famous and a mogul of sorts. But if you suggested that to him, he would deny every bit of it.
He loves his job and doesn’t see himself as anything other than an Irish import who has done well with grasping the American dream. For that, I certainly cannot disagree. His way of being humble to a fault has always been a trait that I admired in Grant, I often wished that he could impart a little bit of that humility onto Marcus.
My soon to be former husband was and still is certainly full of himself. I often overlooked that flaw because, in the past, his good poi
Our attraction for one another has always existed but never explored until now.Nearly divorced, my desire for this man is no longer undeniable. I wrap my arms around his neck as he trails hot kisses down my neck toward my collar bone. Throwing my head back, he reaches his hands down grabbing my ass and pulling me close to him. So close that I feel his arousal against me, which sends tingles of pleasure rushing to my core.Having worked his way back up to my ear nibbling and tugging at my lobe, he rasps, “I want you, Laney, can I have you?”“Yes.” I breathe.”I waste no time in helping him out of his shirt exposing a sculpted physique with generous pecks and abs that he's clearly worked very hard to maintain. I refrain from gasping as he drops his pants revealing tight-fitting aqua blue low-rise trunks. His arousal is generous and ready for me.Tugging at my zipper, he peels my dress down to expose my black strapless b
“In that case, I'm afraid we are going to have an issue.” He waves his hand in the air, and a server instantly comes to our table. “Bring me a glass of scotch, no ice cubes.” He starts to look at me with scorn but then says to the back of the retreating server, “Make it a double.”His eyes nothing more than slits, for once, I am seeing this man for who he really is: a pompous, self-righteous...ass!“Now then, where were we? Oh yes, no way are you taking my son anywhere near that traitor and that is final!”“Then I guess we are at an impasse aren’t we Marcus? Because I have no intention of signing the divorce papers until I get what I want. Need I remind you that I can haul your ass in court and drag this out for years if I so choose? Oh and don’t forget that you get to foot the bill for that as well.” I hiss through clenched teeth.Suddenly he points his finger at me which is no more
“Well for one, if she was telling me the truth and she is due the end of July that would coincide with the trip we took to Cancun. When I left the clinic, I felt like I had more questions than answers so I called her two days later. That was when she told me about her due date. I quickly did the math and as soon as I called her out on it, she hung up on me and hasn’t taken my calls since. So you tell me. Wouldn’t you think if she were a woman who knew definitively who the father was, she wouldn’t have any problem telling me where to stick my theory?”I pause for a moment to process this new revelation.“That sure changes things a lot if it's true that she is pregnant with your baby. Do you realize that they have been cheating on us since before Marcus's birthday! It honestly could be his baby.” I sigh, realizing just how much of a mess this situation is turning into, “What do you plan to do?”“Actually
“Let me get this straight, he carried a torch for you for all these years?”I nod feeling smug knowing that had Marcus been aware; it would have added fuel to the blaze. Their feud would have burned out of control had any of us know what was looming in the future.Now it hardly matters. I am beginning to buy into Grant's idea that fate had to be allowed to take the steering wheel and that we were always meant to be together, and that life had taken us on a detour first.“Hmm. So, all those women he reportedly was seeing were just distractions until you were freed from the shackles of being married to Marcus?” She teases.“I guess that's one way of looking at it but I prefer not to dwell on the number of women he dated in the interim. Had it not been for the events that took place over the last year, I would never have found out.”“Right, but you'd also still be married to Marcus and never the wiser. I just
Friday night rolls around before I know it and I'm in the middle of my dressing room with clothes thrown about. I cannot figure out what to wear tonight to see my previous in-laws. I always worked hard at fitting the image that they expected of me as their daughter-in-law. While my relationship with them has changed, their expectations are no doubt not altered in any way.She was going on and on about what a disappointment Amelia is for their son's new wife. I relish in the thought that she is going to find resistance instead of acceptance. It serves her right.I finally settle on a pair of white slim-fitting slacks paired with a blush pink and white floral printed silk blouse. With that, I put on a single strand of pearls that my ex-mother-in-law gave me on my first Mother's Day and a pair of tan sling-back peep-toe pumps. I know I look incredibly conservative
“Owwww!!” He hollers and screams out as he drops to the floor curling instantly into the fetal position. I take it as my chance to jump out of his grasp. Unfortunately, my phone is nowhere to be seen.It must have dropped again. I frantically search for the phone while he calls me 'bitch' over and over again. I tune him out while I continue to search for my phone knowing full well I only have moments until the pain subsides and he may come after me again with full force.Finally, I locate my phone under the sofa. In the scuffle, it must have slid over here. Quickly reaching it and picked it out with my small hand. I run into the foyer by the front door as I get ready to dial emergency.“Wait, Laney! Hold on, please, I'm sorry!!” He pleads from the kitchen archway.My finger hovering over the send button, I debate on what to do. I kno
By Friday, my nerves are shot and my patience has been worn down. Marcus has been relentless about contacting me in all ways imaginable. He is profoundly sorry, his words not mine, for how he behaved last week and has been apologizing ever since.I haven’t responded to him. I have even gone to such lengths as made arrangements through his parents for his last visitation with Charlie before we leave. I haven’t been ready to face him nor am I willing to forgive him. He's done too much to me.With the flight leaving later tonight, I still have to finish our packing and getting the house cleaned so I don’t come back to a messy home.My parents have Charlie at their house so they could keep him out of my hair today. It also allowed them to spend some time with him before we leave. I look at the clock and note that they should be bringing him back within the next hour.While I zip up Charlie's suitcase, I hear a car door outside. I head down t
Note: This is an Extra Chapter, Not Part of the "Seduced By Lust" Series.****Kyle had finally asked me out, I had been waiting for such a day for more than a year, I always felt jealousy each time I saw him with another girl, but after a long time of torture, he noticed me.I woke up early so I would have enough time to prepare for my date, Kyle had promised to come to pick me at twelve noon, after taking a good long shower, choosing a good dress to wear from my collection. I headed downstairs to take breakfast before I could properly dress for the date, I didn’t want to mess the outfit I had chosen.I found my mom in the kitchen along with my younger sister, “Good morning mum” I greeted my mom with a smile, “Morning sweetie, hope you slept well,” I greeted her back as mom served me with pancakes and a glass of warm milk, my sister was staring at me, “what?” I