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)
“Gigi will be on an information diet. She likes knowing every damn thing that’s going on in my life, so this will hurt her a little, but she hurt me, so…” I just shook my head in awe because there was nothing I could say to that. She hadn’t lied once.
“Dad is going to lose his house, his car, and everything he had in his house. That takes care of the cheating. Now I have to figure out how to make him pay for the years after and especially for bringing those two into my life.”
“What about your ex and the girl he cheated with?” She looked at me deadpanned and said, “Some things should not be written down, ever. No trace, no case.” For fuck sake.
ALYSSA
“Who are you talking to?” We’d just left the shower and were getting ready for bed when his phone went off, and he was sitting there typing away like a first-rate secretary. I thought for a second that it was one of my nosy ass relatives.
“I’ll tell you when I’m done.” I just raised my brow because he sounded a bit peeved.
Now, I’m not sure who he was annoyed with, but if my new husband is going to give me attitude on the first day of our honeymoon, that does not bode well for our life together.
I did not argue; I simply walked over to the wardrobe where the maids had hung my clothes, dragged my suitcase down from the shelf in the closet, and started packing.
He was too preoccupied to notice until he took a break in his speed writing tests and looked up. I could see him out the side of my eye but ignored him as I neatly folded my clothes and put them away in my luggage.
I left to go to the bathroom to retrieve my toiletries, all the while pretending he was not even there. “What are you doing?”
“Packing my shit.”
“Why?” Oh, so now you can speak to me in a reasonable tone? He looked around the room as if he'd lost time.
“Because I don’t like your tone. Can a marriage be annulled even after we fucked? I’m asking for a friend.”
He jumped off the bed, phone forgotten and came after me. I didn’t even try to run; I just stood there and looked up at him while he panicked. I guess since he came from a home that wasn’t broken to shit at a pivotal point in his life, he wouldn’t understand my natural instinct to protect myself at all costs.
I might be falling for him more and more each day, but I’ll be damned if I let him or anyone else take me for granted. If your ass is having a bad day work that shit out and keep your shitty attitude in check.
“I’m sorry, it’s just this is annoying me.”
“What is annoying you?”
“Natalie seems to be having a hard time with me getting married so soon after we met.”
“Oh?” I went back to my packing, more pissed off than before I asked, and he explained.
“Alyssa, calm down, look at me.” As if!
“Sweetheart, Natalie was a friend for a very long time…okay, wrong approach. Tell me what you would have me do.” I held out my hand for his phone, which he gave up without question.
I read the message thread between them, “According to this, you spoke to her on the phone earlier.”
“Yes!”
“Do you have a death wish?”
“No, I didn’t think things were going to go like this. I sincerely thought she was calling to congratulate me the way everyone else has been since the news of our wedding broke.”
I just glared at him because, seriously, how dense can men be? “You told me you wouldn’t talk to her again if I didn’t want you to.”
“In all fairness, you didn’t….”
“Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens….” Oh, I see he already knows what that means.
“Okay, may I be allowed to end it peacefully?”
“No, you don’t have to. What’s her husband’s name again?”
“Why do you need to know that?”
“You can tell me, or I can find out on my own.”
“Kevin Delaney.”
“Sounds familiar, I should have no problem finding his contact info.”
“Alyssa, please calm down. Nothing happened, and as you can see, I did not cross any boundaries.”
“But she did. I wonder how her husband would feel to know that she’s contacting the man she had an eight-year relationship with on his honeymoon to besmirch his wife’s character. Just so you know, no matter what you say, I will be contacting him. She intruded on my life; now I’m going to fuck with hers.”
“You can’t be serious!”
“I have way too many people on my hitlist to take time out for her. I figure if I let her husband deal with her shit, then she won’t have time to meddle in my life.”