Deep Pockets by Nana Malone

Author:Nana Malone [Malone, Nana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sankofa Girl

19

Gwen

I was late. I only had thirty minutes to get dressed and ready. Atticus was meeting me at the restaurant. Of course, I'd gotten a little distracted at work, so that meant I had to hurry. Twenty-nine minutes now.

The photo recognition took a moment to activate, but then the doors finally slid open, and I ran in, tossing my keys in the bowl in the vestibule and jogging through the foyer before I realized I heard voices in the living room. When I rounded the corner, there was my sister, animatedly chatting with her hands, braids piled high on her head, a few curls hanging down in tendrils to frame her face. God, she looked like our mom. She was talking to a blond-haired woman who had her back turned to me. When Morgan saw me, she grinned.

"There you are. Remember how I said I was doing a paper on New York's oldest charities and the women behind them? I want you to meet Lucy Dexton."

And even though I was in a rush and moving at a rapid pace, the world slowed down as a very familiar woman turned around. Her smile was wide. It was Lucy. My husband's ex.

I stopped so abruptly that I wobbled in my heels and face-planted right over the back of the couch. I quickly righted myself. "Oh, um, hello again."

Morgan stood up, confusion written on her face. "This is my sister Gwen making the grand entrance. Gwen, this is Lucy."

"Um, yeah,” I stuttered. “Actually, we've met. At my engagement party."

Morgan's brows lifted, and Lucy stood and said, "Hi, Gwen. It's good to see you again. I guess your sister didn't tell you I'd be coming."

I shook my head. "No, Morgan didn't mention it. But I didn't know she was interviewing people at the house."

I knew that the guys downstairs wouldn't let her pass if she didn't have clearance, so she must be safe, but when did that happen?

"Yeah, your sister and I have just been talking about charities and the different foundations I've been on. It's been a lovely chat. I understand that you and your sister were running Hearts and Hope. I'm so sorry to hear that the previous gala was the last of its kind. It was an institution that was so well attended over the last decade or so."

"Yeah, it’s a shame. I'm so sorry, ladies, but I am in a hurry. I need to go meet Atticus. Um, Lucy, it was good to see you again." I said it through clenched teeth. I didn't mean it. I wanted to know what the fuck that woman was doing in my house.

I gave my sister a tight smile as I jogged into my bedroom, peeling off my jacket and trying to step out of my jeans as I hopped around.

Luckily, Magda had already prepared my dress. It had been steamed and pressed, and the white chiffon plunging neckline was perfect. I hopped in the shower for three solid minutes, then had the quickest moisturizing situation I’d encountered in my life, along with a couple sprays of perfume.

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