Ace of Spades by Elle Bright

Author:Elle Bright [Bright, Elle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B00J4YM92A
Publisher: Bright Ideas Publishing
Published: 2014-03-19T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

Sympathy hand

Two days later

“Hey, Richard, I’m home,” Mel called as she stepped through the front door and tossed her keys on the entry table. No answer. Strange, Richard’s car was parked up front. “Richard?”

Richard’s solid frame filled the doorway between the dining room and front room. He stood still as a statue, silent and ominous. But maybe she misread him…

In his hands, he held a plain white envelope and an enormous arrangement of white daisies. Daisies were her favorite. She hadn’t realized he’d noticed.

Guilt twisted like a knife in her gut. She needed to tell him about the other night with Jackson, especially before she headed out on the road for the next eight months. But it would probably end their two year relationship.

She’d never thought herself to be the cheating kind. And the reality of her mistake made it hard for her to look herself in the mirror. Sure, Richard was an ass a lot of the time and their relationship was probably on its way out anyway. But she expected more of herself.

She’d let her old feelings for Jackson control her. Even worse, she’d let her hormones control her. But it had been a momentary lapse in judgment, a mistake, nothing more.

Now how the hell was she supposed to explain that to Richard? Especially when he’d brought her flowers for the first time in, well, ever?

“Ah, honey, you shouldn’t have,” she smiled, stepping forward to accept the flowers from him.

Richard wrenched away, holding the flowers just beyond her reach. “What the hell is this, Mel?”

Confused, Melody chewed her lower lip and studied his face, trying to figure what game he played. Tension contorted his handsome features, his mouth tight and angry as he glared at her with dark, brooding eyes.

Brows raised, she gaped back in wide-eyed confusion. “What on earth are you talking about, Richard?”

“I’m talking about these, you disgusting whore,” Richard snarled, pitching the arrangement at the wall behind her. The flowers soared just past her shoulder, striking the wall with a sad thunk before dropping to the floor.

“I-I-I thought they were from you,” she stammered, her pride and heart stinging. He’d called her a whore. Even if he knew about the other night, he had no right to speak to her that way.

“Do I look like the kind of man who gives shitty ass flowers like these to his woman?” Richard asked, his voice low and hard. “No. Men like me have more class than that. You’d think after two years together, you’d realize that.”

Oh, she knew the kind of man he was alright. Richard was the kind of man who never gave her flowers. He was the kind of man who took her for granted. He was the kind of man who didn’t care what she wanted. But Mel thought better of picking that fight. He was already mad as hell at her. Better not push her luck.

“Who are they from, Mel?” he demanded.

Melody shrugged. “How should I know? I thought they were from you.

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