First Dance - [Bridesmaid's Chronicles 03] by Karen Kendall

Author:Karen Kendall [Karen Kendall ]
Language: eng
Format: epub

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Chapter Twelve

J.B. froze, and white-hot anger flashed through him. "I can't believe you're asking me that."

"Well, I am," said the Ball-Busting Bitch.

"Would it bother you if I said that I was married that night? After all, given the wham-grrrr-thank-you-sir treatment you subjected me to, you may find it easier to screw married men. No emotional entanglement that wayhey! Slow the hell down!"

"I do not have anything to do with married men," she said through clenched teeth.

"Unless you're helping to get them divorced, and making tons of money off the whole procedure."

She cast him a look of loathing. "I happen to know that you're not a widower, J.B. So why don't you tell me all about how you got divorced, even though you got married for keeps. Even though you're maintaining your balance on your damned soapbox."

"I'll tell you if you slow down. Do you hear me ? The long pedal in the middle! Hit the friggin' brakes, woman. You're going ninety miles an hour."

She finally slowed down. "So? Let's have it."

He took a deep breath. "I married my high school sweetheart, who had become my college sweetheart. I wanted to spend my life with her. I thought she felt the same way. I had an offer from the Cowboys to play wide receivera good offer. Two games into the season I took a direct hit to my right knee, and that, as they say, was that."

She waited.

"I went to law school. As you know, it's tough. Corinne stuck it out, even though it sure wasn't a lot of fun for her. She worked as a manager for an outlet store in San Marcos while I went to Baylor Law School. She went out clubbing with friends while I was studying all the time, and I have to admit we grew apart. We were living in different worlds; we never saw each other.

"But it wasn't until we returned here to Fredericks-burg and bought a house that things really went to hell. I started a small practice and there just wasn't a lot for her to do. She'd burned out on retail and didn't want to do much else. Some friend of hers wanted to start a nightclub in Dallas, but I didn't see that as a very good use of my money, so I said no. She didn't take it well. I don't think I'd ever said no to her before, but she was talking about a lot of money.

"She left to go look into real estate anyway, thinking she could change my mind. She couldn't. She left in a huff again, and this time she talked to some fat-cat divorce lawyer there whose eyes lit up with dollar signs when he heard that I'd had a pro ball contract.

"The rest is history. I lovelovedher, but I couldn't keep her where she didn't want to be, doing what she didn't want to be doing."

"So why didn't you move to Dallas and go into law there?" Viv asked.

"I can't leave my mother alone.

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