1516860691 by T. Torrest

Author:T. Torrest [Torrest, T.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-05-16T22:00:00+00:00

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I woke up to the sound of… Mary? Madge? talking to me from the doorway as she arranged a table with food. The curtains were pulled open, allowing the sunlight to filter in through the massive picture window. It was bright. Too bright for winter, not to mention my hungover state.

“I had my chef prepare some breakfast for us. Coffee?”

I sat up in bed and swiped my eyes. “Yeah. Yes. Black, please.”

“Something told me that’s how you’d take it.”

I looked around the room for the first time; I hadn’t registered much about it the night before. White carpets and walls, lots of plush aqua fabric with splashy, geometric patterns. Ultra modern. Very Dynasty.

What’s-her-face brought the coffee over to the bed as I took the opportunity to appreciate her graceful strides. This was a woman who knew how to carry herself, probably born out of years at fancy private schools and a cushy life spent playing the refined debutante. Ramrod straight posture, even while offering a mug of coffee from her delicate, outstretched hands. The stark light of day revealed a few faint lines on her face which were camouflaged by drink and dim lighting the evening before; the elusive smile at her lips hinted at the amusement she felt at having some young, naked stranger in her bed.

The reality of my situation hit me in that moment: I hadn’t slept with another woman besides Brenda in over a decade. Our antics from last night came rushing to the forefront of my brain and I was both proud and ashamed at the slide show playing out behind my eyes.

She sat down on the edge of the bed while I sipped my coffee. Wow. This wasn’t some no-name bargain brand from the A&P. This was some good shit.

She held out her hand. “Maxine Calloway. In case you forgot.”

Maxine. I knew it started with an M. “Wilson Edwards. Nice to meet you.” I released her hand and sank back against the pillows with my mug of coffee, my eyes tightening as I tried to discern the look on her face.

She let out with a tiny chuckle as she sighed and shook her head. “You’re way too good-looking for your own good.”

I smirked at her assessment and simply offered, “Thanks.”

“Do you have anywhere to be today?”

Aside from wallowing around in the Land of Misery? The unwanted reminder that my ex-wife was getting remarried seeped into the forefront of my mind. If I wasn’t there right then, I’d have probably spent the day drowning in a bottle of whiskey and feeling sorry for myself. I’d be expected to show my face at the restaurant at some point, but I had a few hours to kill before then. “No plans whatsoever.”

Her mouth dipped into a slight smile, drawing my attention to the fact that she was wearing lipstick already. “Do you play tennis?”

I grabbed her hand and brushed a soft kiss against her knuckles. “I’m a quick learner.”

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