The Law of Attraction by N. M. Silber

Author:N. M. Silber [Silber, N. M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Contemporary, Humorous
ISBN: 9780989598415
Google: 4REDAQAAQBAJ
Publisher: Mendelssohn Levy Publishing
Published: 2013-07-22T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

He never got to finish that sentence because a platinum blonde in a Valentino dress that probably cost enough to support a village in the Third World for a year, came charging up, and standing directly in front of me as if I weren’t there, proceeded to try to start a conversation with Braden. If you could call it that.

“Braden! There you are. I’ve been looking all over for you.”

“Why? I have nothing to say to you. I had nothing to say to you when I was dating you.”

“Oh for Christ’s sake! Get over it already. I’m getting tired of your dramatics.”

“What the fuck are you talking about?” he demanded. I had backed up by this point and circled around to Braden’s side. Obviously this was Braden’s ex, the lovely Marla.

“Cut the bullshit. If you want to start thinking about running for office you’re going to need the right wife and lucky for you, I’m still available.”

“You’re out of your mind! I would never marry you. I don’t even like you.”

“My family has money and influence. We don’t have to like each other. We don’t even have to fuck each other although you had no problem fucking me before.”

“I was nineteen! I had no problem fucking anybody!”

“Yeah, okay, whatever. If you’re not careful you’re going to lose me.”

“Lose you? I can’t get rid of you! You can’t seem to get it through that empty, deluded, narcissistic head of yours that I have no interest in you. And why would you think I was interested in politics either?”

“Why else would you want to work for the DA? It’s not like they pay anything.”

“I have a trust fund. I could work for free if I wanted. How did you even get on the guest list?”

“By agreeing to donate a grand to your family’s fucking foundation.”

“Well Marla, thanks for the donation but I have a real girlfriend now, who I actually like.”

I must confess that up until then I had been feeling mighty awkward just standing there listening to this conversation while both of them completely ignored me. As soon as Braden made that little revelation, though, Marla seemed to notice me for the first time.

“Her?” she asked disdainfully, looking me up and down. “This mousy girl in the fake jewelry and the Carolina Herrera knock-off?”

“Hey! This is a Carlos Miele original and this is a diamond necklace from Harry Winston. You’re one to talk about fake with your bleach blonde hair, your spray tan and your plastic tits, lady.”

“Did you hear that, Braden?!” Marla screeched.

“Yes, I did,” he answered with obvious amusement. “You tell her, baby.” He leaned down and kissed me. “Now Marla, I think it’s best that you left. You’ve wasted more than a thousand dollars’ worth of my time and patience.” He signaled one of the security team and explained that Marla had overstayed her welcome. We walked off as she was being hustled toward the drive complaining loudly and threatening to sue.

“She’s a real sweetie.” I smiled.

“Yeah, she’s a charmer.

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