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The Fox Hole Derek pulled his black Jaguar up to the door. Chelsea was glad to see the club had a valet. It was obviously pretty exclusive like Derek had said. Chelsea swung her legs out the car when the valet opened the door. She wore a black and yellow leopard print dress with spaghetti straps. It had a sweetheart neck-line that showed a good amount of cleavage. Derek tipped the valet and gave him the keys. They waited for the parking voucher. Derek wore a dark purple shirt and black slacks. He wore the diamond earring tonight and black Italian shoes. The valet gave Derek the voucher. “You two enjoy your night.” “Don’t worry we will,” Derek said with a big grin. He offered Chelsea his arm. She took it. Wow. It’s like we’re on a real date. They walked in to see a hostess wearing a black dress up front. She had platinum blonde hair. “Derek, hi,” the host
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They were both annoyed and pissed. Derek ascended onto the highway. And for some reason it seemed like Cat was mad at him when Chelsea demanded he take her home. “Okay, I didn’t come out and tell you it was a swingers club. I thought you’d figure that out on your own. You didn’t see those two girls kissing in the bar room?” “Of course, I did, Derek,” Chelsea said with heat. “I just assumed they were just regular lesbians who were a couple. Nowadays, gays are not in the closet.” “All right, but . . . I don’t understand why we had to leave. You’re a sophisticated newly college grad. I can’t believe you didn’t just go with it.” “What? Were you born an ass or did you take lessons to get this way?” she nearly shouted “There’s no reason to insult me, Chelsea,” Derek snapped. “I just don’t understand what the problem is, okay?” Chelsea turned her body in the seat with ease under the seatbelt. “All right. I’ll
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Two and a half weeks later . . . Derek had only texted Chelsea four times in two weeks to just say hi. Perhaps she was a little too harsh with him the last time she saw him. Telling him she’d be on her cycle for two weeks was a bit over the top. But at the time Chelsea had been beyond frustrated. The marriage wasn’t going the way she had planned or dreamed at all. Of course, she knew he had to work and they weren’t going to be in each other’s pockets at every waking moment, but she had thought being married to Derek would be better than this. After all, she had saved herself for the man. She had wanted him to be her first and only lover. But in the meantime, Chelsea and Caitlin had been able to shop for furniture for the new house. Luckily, they were able to find some painters who were looking for work to paint the master bedroom. Normally, it would have been difficult to find painters available during the summer at such short notice. T
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The Oasis Seventies Night“I can’t believe I let you talk me into this,” Caitlin complained as the Van Dyke clan and friends entered The Oasis.Caitlin wasn’t big on nightclubs. But in Chelsea’s view it depended on what kind of nightclub it was. Catherine hadn’t been big on them either until she fell for Cameron Townsend. Their first kiss was in a nightclub.“If you’re not having fun in an hour, I’ll take you home,” Hector Beaumont soothed. Hector was older than everyone in the group and possibly in the building. But, when Chelsea had approached Caitlin about coming tonight, Hector was at the mansion visiting with her.“Go, Caitlin. The seventies was such a good time. Chelsea, do you mind if I tag along? I’m a sucker for nostalgia.” Hector had said.Their mother had matched Hector and Caitlin. Their father was right. He was old enough to be Caitlin – and all of their father. But he was a sweetie. And for an old man, he was sharp minded and seemed like fun. Just
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Half the room was on their feet applauding her. A few men whistled which was followed by some catcalling. Beverly had gotten that reaction after her performance, but Chelsea thought hers was louder. Then again, it could have been her imagination.Her sisters and friends were still clapping and cheering when she got off stage.“You should have taken a bow,” Shelby said with a grin.“No reason to push my luck,” Chelsea said.Next thing she knew, they were surrounded by men. At least six of them.“Hey, you were great up there,” a guy said.“Nice lungs. Can I buy you a drink?” another guy asked.“Hey, buddy, I was here first,” another guy slurred.Before Chelsea could tell them she was taken, someone else said it for her.“You guys wouldn’t be chatting up my wife, would you?” Derek said as he squeezed past two of them.The guys started talking at the same time sputtering excuses and what not.Derek ignored them and approached Chelsea. “I didn’t know you were here.”Chelsea had
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Derek had been really apologetic last night when he ended up having to stay at The Oasis. Something about fired employees and no cook. But Derek had promised to call her the next day - and he actually did. “You sound surprised to hear from me. I said I was going to call you,” he said pleasantly. I know, but I didn’t believe you. “I know. I just wasn’t expecting . . . you to call me so early.” “Well, surely, you were out of bed. It’s eleven a.m.” “I was, but I know you had a late night last night.” “I did. I had to help close. Once again, I’m sorry about last night. But I think I can make it up to you. Wednesday I have to go to Washington D.C. for a few days for a Dawson Inc. business retreat. I’ll be there until Sunday. Why don’t you come with me?” “For a business retreat?” Chelsea repeated, trying not to sound like how she felt about it. And what she felt about it was it sounded boring a
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It was the day before Chelsea had to leave for her trip to Washington and she couldn’t be more excited about it. She had clothes everywhere, trying to figure out what to pack. Would they go to dinner at a five star restaurant? Would they go to a night club Friday and Saturday? Would they get to some of the tourist locations? Would they be able to make love for the first time?It was the latter Chelsea hoped the most. Monday, Derek hadn’t called her until nine p.m. He had a really busy day that day. He had told her all about it.Tuesday, he had come by to take her out for a late dinner and drinks. When he had gotten her back home, it was eleven p.m. He had to be in Washington on Wednesday by nine for the first seminar for the retreat. So, unfortunately, he didn’t spend the night since he had to get up early that morning to fly to D.C. But Derek had called her that night saying he had to hear her voice before he went to sleep. Chelsea had giggled like a plum fool when he had said that,
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Derek had to text Chelsea to let her know he wouldn’t be able to get to the suite until eight, maybe a little later. His father had insisted they go out to dinner to talk – just the two of them. Chelsea had texted him back saying it was fine and she would grab a bite to eat in the hotel lobby lounge. For some reason, he wondered what Chelsea decided to eat for dinner. Silly really. Yet, it made him realize he didn’t know Chelsea’s favorite food. Shouldn’t a man know what foods are his wife’s favorite whether the marriage was a sham or not? “Son, are you listening to me?” “No,” Derek said and looked at his watch again.His father chuckled. “Well, at least your honest. I wonder what Chelsea is wearing right now. Something that accentuates her beauty, I’m sure. Then again, she’s the type of beauty that would look good in a burlap sack. “Son?” “Huh?” Derek said as he gave his father his full attention.
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Three months later . . . Walter Lee Dawson’s estate had finally been settled in the court’s eyes. Violet Dawson was being seen around the city here and there with a distinguished hotel chain owner she had known for years. Deidre was the hottest new heiress in New York Society. Men, most of them a little too old for her, were beating the door down to take her out on a date. Derek was officially head of Dawson Inc. Businessmen stood in line to shake his hand and propose deals. Most of them weren’t good or too high risk. Derek figured some of them thought they could get away with taking advantage of him. What they didn’t know – and learned later was Derek had been doing business most of his life – it just wasn’t always for Dawson. He knew when something didn’t smell right. Derek was at home, at Hilltop House, listening to his cousin rant and rave over the phone. But he managed to get a word in. “When did Amanda leave you?”
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A few hours later . . . It was early evening when Derek had arrived at Hilltop House. He took his coat off as he and Chelsea walked into the living room. Chelsea had changed out of her outfit from earlier into a pair of blue jeans and a red cashmere sweater. She had on black socks – no shoes. Her blonde hair flowed around her. Derek had changed clothes from this morning, too. He had put on a pair of black jeans and a black and white polo shirt. “Would you like something to drink?” Chelsea asked. “No, thank you. I thought we could . . . talk.” Chelsea walked to the sofa. “Talk about what?” She sat down. “You know what. Us.” “Oh, you want to have that talk,” she said timidly. “Yes, I think it’s high time we do,” he said as he remained standing. “You’re about four months pregnant now. I think we need to iron things out and where we stand before the baby comes, don’t you
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Everyone had left Francis Chadwick and Derek alone in the sitting room. Francis walked over to the couch Derek was sitting on as he reached into his inner suit jacket pocket. He stopped in front of him and offered him a white legal sized envelope. “What’s this?” Derek asked as he gently took the envelope. For some reason he was suspicious of it. “It contains the codicil that was attached to Walt’s will. The one in regards to your inheritance if you didn’t marry – the codicil that is now null in void.” Derek’s head rocked back with relief. Thank god. I was afraid Dad had slipped something in that required me to jump through another hoop. “My instructions were to give you a copy – the only copy of the codicil upon your father’s will reading – if you had met the terms, of course. Since you have, you can do whatever you wish with it. The flash drive that the codicil is on is in the envelope as well.” I’m burning this
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The next day . . . As promised, Derek had called Chelsea last night. It was almost midnight; therefore, it wasn’t a long conversation. “I just needed to tell you I love you,” Derek had said huskily. “And to hear your voice before I fell asleep. “Oh . . . I see.” “You’re not going to say it back?” She had thought for a moment. “No,” she had whispered. “Why not? You know you do.” Chelsea exhaled. “Are you trying to play hard to get?” “No.” “Then say it, angel.” “I love you.” “That’s my girl. I’ll see you tomorrow at Francis Chadwick’s office for the will reading. We have to be there by nine a.m.” “I’ll be there.” Mr. Chadwick’s secretary escorted Chelsea down the hall. They didn’t speak. She stopped at a door and reached for the knob. When she opened the door, Chelsea was surprised She had thought they would b
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That evening . . . It was strangely coincidental that Derek was going to see both Bartholomew women on the same day. But he assumed the cosmos were trying to help him get his life in order. He had his former maid from the penthouse to come over and clean up his father’s Jersey penthouse. Derek wasn’t planning on being in it long, but he didn’t want the remnants of his father’s last visit lingering about. The buzzer went off. His guest had arrived. Derek had taken off his suit jacket and tie when he had first arrived. He had unbuttoned his light blue dress shirt. He opened the door to who he was expecting. Whitney Bartholomew. She hugged a mink stole around her body. “Darling boy,” she cooed as she crossed the threshold. She kissed his cheek so quick he didn’t have a chance to back away. Then she walked into the living space. Derek closed the door. He turned to see Whitney taking off the mink and drapin
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New York Society’s Loss By: Judy Budd Yesterday Walter Lee Dawson, CEO and president of Dawson Incorporated was laid to rest at Green-Wood Cemetery. Anyone who is anyone in NYC society was there, including Walter’s son’s estranged wife Chelsea Van Dyke-Dawson and the rest of the New York Van Dykes. I’m not sure if Derek and Chelsea are back together but she was standing by her man yesterday. Walt Dawson was more than a billionaire businessman. He was a pren
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The next morning . . . Deidre Dawson slipped her feet into Rene Caovilla designer shoes. She was wearing the same clothes she had worn yesterday to her father’s funeral. Then again, most women had to put on what they had worn the night before when they stay out all night at a man’s condo. She stood and turned around to look at the man who she had spent the night with. Quinton Johnson, aka, Q, was resting his back against two red satin pillows. His lower half was covered by a black comforter. Deidre had ended up at his place yesterday as the sun was setting. It was a miracle she had remembered where he lived. The one time she had been at his home was four years ago when he had thrown himself a birthday party. He had invited her because she was his best friend’s sister, nothing more. Now. . . “I still can’t believe I did this,” Q muttered. “Believe it, big boy.” And I do mean big. Q was the b
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After the repast, the Dawsons went back to their townhouse with Chelsea in toe. Ms. Violet had asked Chelsea to have a quiet drink with her in the den. Chelsea suspected she had wanted Deidre to sit with her instead, but Deidre had said she needed to be alone for a while. Everyone just let her be – along with Derek. He had said the same thing and slowly wandered somewhere else in the townhouse. Deidre had left all together. Everyone had been riveted by Violet Dawson’s speech at the repast, including Chelsea and her sisters. Apparently, she had more in common with her mother-in-law than she had thought and she told Ms. Violet that. Ms. Violet smiled at her as she held her brandy. “Hmm. You think so?” Chelsea was drinking club soda. Alcohol was bad for her beloved baby. “Yes. We . . . both were determined to marry Dawson men,” Chelsea admitted. “You . . . were?” she said with intrigue. Chelsea could feel the simmeri
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Derek was still trying to make his way back to Q. He kept getting stopped by people who wanted to give their condolences. Some chatted him up a bit about when he will officially be taking over Dawson Inc. They had deals in the works and wanted to see if he wanted to get involved. It was becoming a little too much. Can’t these people let him grieve in peace?Once he was able to take a breather, someone else came along. Deidre. Derek was slightly alarmed because she looked rather pale. “What is it?”“It’s him,” Deidre hissed as she encircled her arm around his.“Who?”She stood on her toes to whisper in his ear. “The man I told you about a few months ago. The one who I thought had an affair with Mother.”Derek’s body jerked. “Ugh, god. Why is he here?” Then he realized how dumb his question was. His father wasn’t cold in the grave yet and the vultures were already circling around a wealthy, still good looking for her age widow. “Never mind. I just answered my own question.”Deidre put
