by Kam Carr
I swallowed hard and the pain in my heart started again. How could she seriously think something like that? I didn't reply, hoping she knew me well enough now to answer her own question.
“Fine, if that is how you want it.” She removed her wedding band and slammed it down on my desk. “Have her. Don’t think I won’t fight for my son. I'll see you in count” she said sternly and stormed out of my office.
I scooped up her ring with one hand and held them tightly. Now I was beginning to regret mentioning divorce. I was hard too on her. I let out a little air from my mouth and sighed. I was such a shit head.
I placed her rings in my pocket. I had to clean this all up before it got out of hand. I jumped up and ran out of my office and to the lift at the same time they closed. Great, looked like it was the stairs for me. Thank god it was only one floor.
I ran as fast as I could and a slight smile came to my face. I had done this before. I flew through the door and into the lobby. I froze…
I watched my wife run into the arms of Riley and him hugging her tight. I placed my hand in my pocket and felt her rings. Dumb fucking shit! I had screwed up – true style. With my free hand I smashed it into a wall. That was it! Fuck her! She was clearly into Riley and now I was single. Maybe it was time to teach Mrs Thomas a lesson.
***
Georgina
I couldn't sleep. I had been tossing and turning for which felt like hours. Today had been the worse day of my life and I felt numb and empty. I kept looking at wedding band mark and each time it was heart breaking. That was the final item I had of Maxwell's procession of me. I looked over and Riley was still laid next to me. I was really grateful to him for being kind and not leaving me alone.
My whole world had ended within the last 24 hours and now I had no idea of who I was or what I was going to do. I felt like something had been removed and it would never be replaceable.
He didn't even run after me and he wanted to be with someone else. I was no longer his fix or his craving. My stomach was still hurting and I was in a lot of physical pain. My eyes were puffy, red and sore.
“You okay?” Riley asked, stopping my thoughts in their tracks. I turned to face him and shook my head. He reached out and ran his hand through my hair.
“Why did I do it, Riley?” I thought out loud.
He looked confused and rested his head in his hands. “Do what? Maxwell has just got a one tracked mind. He is foolish, Georgina.”
“I just don't know who I am without him” I stopped and a little smile sprung to my lips. He was actually listening to me, no had listened to me in years.
For 3 years... I had been the mother, the wife, the business woman. It was time to get Georgina Dawson back and start living my life. I had to prove to Maxwell and his little whore they didn't bother me.
Riley leaned forward and gave a boyish grin. “You fancy some vodka?”
I quickly sat up and pulled my knees into my chest. “Me and Maxwell drank vodka in London in his flat years ago. I guess you could say that was the start of everything.”
“Well... you are a dark horse” he joked, while leaving the room.
I gave a little laugh which surprised me. To laugh on the day your husband demands a divorce. Was that normal?
Riley reappeared with the vodka and glasses. He came back over to the bed and sat cross legged in front of me. He began to fill the vodka shots.
“Does Blake have a problem with me?” Riley handed me my shot glass and I stared at it. The last time I had even touched vodka shots was in Cannes. It was meant to be a romantic weekend away and instead Maxwell’s sister Amber showed up.
Why was everything reminding me of my Mr Golden rule? I felt my heart break a little bit more. Everything had changed so quickly and I was missing him.
His magic mouth; the way he spoke, his intoxicating scent and the way he could dominate a room just by his presence. He was everything I had ever wanted in a man.
“Ignore Blake... for some reason he has decided to take the moral high ground. He should be gone soon anyway.” Riley's eyes met mine and a massive smile appeared on his face. “Ready?” He held up his glass. “After three... One,Two,Three!”
We both downed the vodka. I could feel it burning all the way down my throat. I had to inhale sharply to try and regain my breath. Riley shook his head. I thought his eyes were going to pop out. We both looked at each and burst out laughing.
“That's good shit” he coughed. “Another?”
***
Blake
I was sat alone in a bar. I had spent all night walking around LA not knowing where I was going. So much for my best friend showing me around? I was avoiding going back to Riley’; him locked away in his room dealing with Georgina's problems made me feel sick. Why couldn't he see it the way I saw it?
She should go home and talk to her husband. It was blatantly obvious Riley was enjoying this. He had a thing for her, but heart break always followed Georgina around. She couldn't help it.
I felt someone take the stool next to me. He threw a twenty on the bar and demanded the barmaid get him a whiskey straight. He ran a hand through his hair and gave an agonizing sigh.
I froze, I knew that voice and I was pretty shocked that we could end up in the same place at the same time. What were the chances of that?
He looked over realizing I was staring and he rolled his eyes. “Great. This day is just getting better.” he huffed. “What the fuck are you doing here, Waterman?”
Nothing about him had changed. I smiled. I no longer had any bad feelings for him. In fact now I actually felt sorry for him. After all, we now had a lot in common ironically.
“Nice to see you too, Mr Thomas” I smiled.
The barmaid placed his drink down in front of him, he picked it up and downed it in one go. “Another” he ordered as he slammed the empty glass down. “This time grab me a bottle and another glass.” His blue eyes turned back round in my direction. “You’re going to join me, Waterman. That's an order and not a request.”
“If that's what you want” I smiled as the barmaid returned with his order. I watched as he poured the drinks, this was really starting to feel surreal. Me and him were drinking at a bar together, who would have thought it?
“What have you been up to since trying to kidnap my wife and unborn child?”
I should have guessed it was going to be brought up sooner or later. I took my drink and decided not to fall into his trap. “I am actually in the middle of a divorce” I replied.
“Divorce?” he laughed. “Must be something in the water. Where are you staying?”
I looked down at my glass and shifted in my seat. “Riley's” I muttered.
He took a sip of his drink and swallowed before replying. “What is his place – The local open house?” He laughed at his own joke which amused me. He turned serious within a flash. His eyes narrowed. “Is she still there?” I just nodded and returned to my drink. “Take it you know, then?” He snarled. “That fucking prick... I gave him a chance and he fucks me over.” He looked over and gave a crooked smile. “Maybe I should teach him a lesson...”
I took another sip of the whiskey. I hadn't drunk this in years. Then I cringed when I realized why I didn't drink it. I pushed the glass away and turned to look at him. “Riley is just a little dazed at the moment” I said in his defence. “We both know Georgina has a way of capturing people. It's all part of her charm.”
I watched his eyes light up and a flicker of love crossed his face. “That's true” he sighed. “She cast some spell on me...” His face turned cold again. “Are they together?”
I shrugged. Truthfully I didn't have a clue what was going on. I glanced back at Maxwell and it was clear he was heartbroken. I actually felt sorry for him; I had been there and I could relate to how he was feeling. It was time to get into Maxwell Thomas's good books and make a mends for the grief I had given him years ago.
“No,” I finally answered and he let out a deep breath. “Why don't y
ou just go and talk to her?”
“What there?”
“Why not?”
He sat back in his chair and his mouth twitched. “What do you want, Waterman?” Suspension filled his voice.
I rolled my eyes. “Nothing! Look, she’s your wife and you need her. After everything you both have been through. Are you really going to let her walk away?”
He tilted his head to the side, looking at me from the corner of his eyes and a slight frown. “Why are you being nice?”
“I haven’t got a problem with you, Maxwell. You and Georgina are both clearly not enjoying this. Come on, I'll take you there and you can get your wife back.”
“No!” He snapped. “Tonight I want to get drunk! Drink” he demanded and for some strange reason I did as I was told. “Just to let you know, this doesn't make us best mates or anything.
I gave a little laugh. “I never even expected it.”
***
Georgina
Me and Riley were still laying on his bed giggling like two little school children. I had lost count of the number of shots I had downed – like I even cared. I was enjoying myself and Riley was making me laugh with his endless impressions of Blake.
I'd even stopped mourning after Maxwell and thinking about him and his whore in New York.
“So,” Riley asked leaning in on his elbows. “I should really start thinking about bed. I have filming tomorrow and I haven't even looked over my lines.”
“I'm sorry” I sighed, I felt really guilty now. I was intruding on his life with all my problems.
“No” he reached out and his hand touched my face. “I like having you here.” His grey eyes were luring me in and I was being captivated by his handsome face.
He was one of those pretty boys with that dark edge about him. I could feel myself biting down on my lip. This was all unexpected and was taking me a little off guard.
“I’ve always liked spending time with you.” He leaned a little closer to me and his tone was low.
My eyes focused on his mouth. I knew I should have backed away, but his lips embraced mine and I fell into his kiss. His tongue slowly playing with mine. I grabbed the back of his head and pushed my tongue further in his mouth. I never wanted his lips to leave mine. The tingles began to fill my body as his fingers ran through my hair. I felt comforted and wanted. This made it feel even better.
He pulled away and wrapped his arms around me. “We can't have sex” he winked and I nodded in response. My lips still tingled from his kiss. He kissed my forehead. “Sleep now” he laughed, he turned over and switched the lamp off. I stared into the darkness and felt my heart beating fast. What was going on??
CHAPTER NINE
Maxwell
Another boring board meeting, why did my life feel like a constant meeting? I looked over at my wife sitting opposite me and a pang of sadness hit me. It had been days since we had actually spoken and I was missing her like mad. I kept thinking about what that shit head had said to me in the bar. Maybe if I'd taken his advice, then maybe she would be back where she belonged.
She was avoiding all eye contact with me and was just staring into space. Her mind preoccupied with other thoughts that didn't include me, obviously.
I knew I had over reacted and guilt was a constant reminder of what I had done to her days ago. I kept thinking about moving out and allowing her to take the house. At least that way she wouldn't be living with that prick Riley.
My mind turned back to the meeting. They were all discussing the charity event that had originally been Georgina's idea, but she hadn't muttered one word in the last hour.
“Right,” I bellowed. “Let’s call it a day for now.” I put my pen down and rubbed my brow. All our team began to clean their things away including Georgina. “Mrs Thomas, could you stay behind a second.” Her eyes finally looked at me and I could feel the pure hatred penetrating in my direction.
She made no attempt to reply and just sat back in her chair with her arms folded. Everyone else practically raced to get out of the room. Was our marriage problems now public knowledge? I waited till the last person was gone and the door closed shut.
I got out of my chair and made my way over to her, that magnetic charge between us instantly reappeared and slowly she looked up at me with her blue eyes.
I was hypnotised by her beauty and my blood was being flow south. I knelt down next to her and placed my head in her lap. I really needed her back. I was nothing without my wife and I loved her too much not to have her near me.
Her fingers began to play in my hair and I closed my eyes with enjoyment. I melted in her touch. This was the woman I was willing give everything up for and I was treating her badly. Seriously, how could I deny her access to our son?
“I'm sorry,” I cried, slowly looking up at her beautiful face.
“You called me a slag.” I watched her eyes fill with tears and she shifted in her seat. “You really thought that of me during my interview?”
I let out a deep breath and ran my hands through my hair. “Fuck no. I was just angry about you walking out on me and staying with Riley.” I ran a finger along her cheek. “You’re my beautiful, wonderful, sexy, honest and caring wife. I was a prick.” I swallowed hard. “I should have told you about New York.”
She didn’t reply, just kept blinking. I gripped hold of her face and pulled it down to mine. “I want to kiss you, but only if you want me to...” Slowly she started to bite down on her lip and a faint smile appeared on her face. I think that was my approval. “I love you” I moaned longingly as our lips met.
My hands began to explore her curves, starting on hips and working there way up to her perfect round breasts. My tongue invaded her mouth and was instantly hard. I wanted her, deeply and now.
I broke away from the kiss and stood up. With out any warning I pulled her up from the chair, spinning her round and laying her on the desk.
“You’re still my wife, Georgina” I growled, as I undid my belt and pulled it free from my trousers. I looked at the belt and then looked at my wife lying before me. Her panting, her eyes wide and that lip locked between her teeth. “Shell we play?”
“Yes,” her voice breathless.
“Put your hands above your head.”
She raised her hands above her head. I felt that smile creep across my face. Knowing I was going to dominate her only added to my arousal. I leaned over and wrapped my belt tightly around her wrists. She was bounded and completely at my mercy.
My finger traced her down her arm, over her breast and down to her thighs. She was amazing sight to behold and she was all mine. This woman had the power to bring me to my knees and she knew it. That was why she behaved like this. She liked to get a reaction from me. Looking at her right now, she was still that woman who walked into my office and captured my heart.
“This is going to be quick” I growled, my erection ridged and pressing against the stem of my pants. I quickly undid my trousers and set myself free. I watched Georgina’s eyes glaze over and her tongue gliding across her lips.
I pushed her skirt up to her waist and slide her panties to the side. With my index finger I began to play with her sweet spot, she was already for me and I couldn’t deny myself any longer.
Locking her legs around my waist, I plunged deep inside of her. Air leaving my lips as I felt her muscles contract around me. I was right this was going to be quick. How many days had it been?
My fingers dug in to her waist as I slammed into her repeatedly. My head dropped back and growls left my mouth. I was in heaven. Georgina screams were just as loud as mine. I didn’t care about the noise or wife others heard. I was scoring my fix and nothing got in the way of that.
I felt Georgina climax beneath, her whole body shaking with her orgasm. I exploded, spilling myself deep within her. My heart thumped against my chest, my legs went like jelly. My whole body collapsed on top her.
We lay there, both trying to get our breath back. Her fingers playing in my hair. I couldn’
t move. I was spent. Yet my mind was still working overtime. I needed her back, I needed her at home with me. Hopefully now everything was back to normal and I had my wife back.
We both sorted ourselves out and exchanged smirks. I had been craving her for ages and I got my fix which was well and truly worth waiting for.
“Are you moving back in?” I asked, straightening out my tie.
She rolled her eyes and did up her last button. “How does this change anything?” She said in annoyance. “The minute I move in, all the same problems will still be waiting for us.”
“Then I move out” I suggested, I just wanted her back and was willing to do anything to get her. “I can't lose you.” I walked over and wrapped my arms round her. She fell into my hug and rested her head against my chest. “Please George... You're my life and I can't imagine living without you. The last few days have been a living hell.”
“I know” she stood back and looked away. Her eyes began to do that rapid movement thing from side to side. “I've been sharing a bed with Riley the last couple of days.” She placed her hands over her face.
“Have you had sex?”
“NO!” She yelled, removing her hands. “Why do you always assume that's what adults get up to when alone?”
A little smirk appeared on my face. “Because I know what we get up to alone...” I shrugged my shoulders. “Like today.”
She rolled her eyes and began to get her things together. “When thinking about it, we've had more sex here than we ever have had in our bedroom.”
I screwed my nose up. “What can I say we are adventurous... just take that rest room a few weeks ago.”
She stopped what she was doing and looked at me. Her mouth was tight and her eyes wide. Then she looked mortified. I couldn't understand her reaction... Had I said something wrong?