Ever After by Delaney Foster

Author:Delaney Foster [Foster , Delaney]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-01-19T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Nick

I can’t concentrate worth a fuck this morning. I know Heidi is out dress shopping with Shelly and Brynn. I keep picturing her in a white gown covered in lace. Her hair pulled off her neck, except for a few stray pieces that fall around her face. I open the top drawer of my desk and pull out a small navy blue box. It feels like it weighs a thousand pounds in my hand. Everything I thought I wanted three weeks ago when I bought this ring is now nothing more than a blurred vision, a pixelated photo. Nothing is clear except for the fact that I fucking love Heidi Lemaire. Isn’t that enough?

“Harry Winston. That must be some grade A pussy.”

Fucking Graham. “How did you get past Mackenzie?”

He smiles a devilish smile. “I have my ways.” He takes a seat in the leather chair without asking.

“I hope your dick rots off.”

“Hey. Easy. I’m getting married soon, remember?”

“You’re an asshole.”

He leans back in his chair, stretching his long legs out in front of him. “So, you really gonna do it?” he asks, nodding toward the diamond.

“She doesn’t want kids.” Whoa, where did that come from?

He crunches his brows in confusion. “I thought she already had a kid?”

“She does. I meant with me. She doesn’t want any more kids. With me.” Why am I telling him this? Because it’s bugging the shit out of you and you need to vent. Because the last time you kept secrets from your friend it almost cost you the woman you love. And because he’s Graham Batiste and you owe him. If it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t even know Heidi Lemaire. Or need anything to do with this ring.

He nods his head in understanding then adjusts himself in his pants. So fucking vulgar. How is he a successful businessman? “Brynn hates horror movies. I love the fuck out of them.” He shifts his weight in his seat. “I’d rather cut my eyeballs out than watch a chick flick, but she gets all horny over that mushy shit.” I run my finger over the top of the box, listening but not listening to his words. “But last night she watched some crazy stuff about a guy with a shit ton of personalities who likes to eat people, but not like we like to eat people,” he says with a wink. I just shake my head and look back at the box. “And tonight, I’m watching some romance novel turned motion picture.” I take my attention away from the ring to look at him. “Fuck, she travels. I travel. We hardly see each other. She’s full of piss and vinegar, and I drive myself nuts trying to keep up. But we make it work. It’s what you do.”

Damn, I never thought I’d see the day I’d be taking romance advice from this guy. But here he is. And what he’s saying makes sense. You just make it fucking work. That’s what you do. Graham’s been different since he gave Callie Morrow her walking papers.

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