The Husband's Best Friend: Naughty To Do List (book 3) (A Hotwife In The City) by Mariah V. Fox

The Husband's Best Friend: Naughty To Do List (book 3) (A Hotwife In The City) by Mariah V. Fox

Author:Mariah V. Fox [Fox, Mariah V.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Orange Rock Publishing
Published: 2019-09-12T00:00:00+00:00


“I can’t believe you don’t come here all the time, it’s right around the block,” I say, sipping my beer as gingerly as I can, considering it’s going down like water.

“Not anymore. Thanks, Maggie.”

We both laugh.

“You can afford the place. Why don’t you just keep it? I mean, dude, it’s right around the corner from Carvalho’s, you really can’t go wrong with that.”

“It’s not worth it, all I can picture is her all over some other man. She’s been posting pictures every day since it happened and no one even seems surprised that they’re together. I’m expecting to see those little shocked emojis, like ‘that’s not Blaine’. But everyone’s just acting like it’s normal, no big deal that her boyfriend is mysteriously absent from these new photos. I think he’s met her family.”

“Wow.” There truly are no words for that so I don’t try to come up with any. “But Carvalho’s.”

“You and Elliot took me here a couple times but, I didn’t think the waiters were your type,” he kids, looking around the room at the seemingly endless sea of brunette waitresses.

I smack him, partially for making fun of me, partially for insinuating that I couldn’t possibly be into brunette waitresses.

“What? I’ve seen the guy at Orange Rock, he’s almost on your level of hotness.”

“Shut up and eat your chips before I eat them for you!” I shovel a handful of queso into my mouth, catching a drip dribbling down my chin. “I will eat your chips,” I say through a full mouth, crumbs threatening to fall out as I struggle to chew.

I don’t even know how I ignored my hunger for so long, I was starving, devouring a whole plate of chips and queso by myself when I can usually manage less than half. Or, it could be nerves. I eat when I’m nervous, and when I’m sad, or stressed, sometimes happy. I eat all the time. How am I not four hundred pounds?

“Divorcing you would have been the dumbest thing he ever could have done,” he says out of nowhere. “Like, really, the dumbest move he ever could have made.”

My face falls. Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit. He told him that? I realize they’re close but, really? Tears well in my eyes. This is fucking serious. I don’t know if I want to know what was said.

“Oh shit, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to… He didn’t tell you that he told me, did he?”

I shake my head, fighting to hold back sobs but knowing that I have to. We’re in fucking public right now. Why couldn’t this conversation have come when we were back at his place?

“Shit, Brooke, I didn’t mean… He didn’t want to, he was just so depressed, not making any money or doing what he loved. He thought he should let you go. Like, let you be free of him.”

“And you let him,” I shout. I can’t help it. I’m worked up. My dad would tell me to take a walk around the block but I can’t really do that right now, can I, Dad? I don’t even know for sure how to get back.



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