When I told you I was
divorced, it was the truth. However, I didn’t tell you when I got
divorced.” Or how many times. He paced the concrete floor, searching for words
to calm her down.
“ Go on.”
“ My divorce was final
Friday. The night we met. My sister signed me up for speed dating
as a way for me to celebrate. All that shit you saw in my house is
my ex-wife’s stuff. She hasn’t moved it out yet, but we’ve been
split up for months.” He looked at her eyes, wondering if she
believed him. “I didn’t lie to you.”
“ What about in the
hospital when you said you didn’t like women who took their clothes
off in public? Either you’re extremely kinky, or your ex-wife’s a
stripper.” Her foot started to tap.
Man, he hated that about Bambi. Let it eat
at him day in and day out while they were married. Other men,
looking, groping, even sleeping with her. “I’m not proud of what
Bambi does for a living, nor do I condone it.”
“ Then why did you marry
her?”
“ Because I believed her
when she told me she’d quit. Because I have faith in people. I
believe they’re telling the truth. Sometimes it bites me and
sometimes it doesn’t. But I prefer to trust people before jumping
to conclusions or thinking the worst.”
Val glanced down and let out a sigh. “So,
she didn’t quit?” As her tone changed from anger to concern, she
dropped her arms and her jaws relaxed.
He sat down on the edge of the coffee table
in front of her. “She quit, for about two months. She gave me a sad
story about not having the opportunity to better her life. So, I
married her. Gave her anything she wanted. A house, a job, money. I
would have given her a family, but she didn’t want it.” That had
hurt the most. He wanted children and Bambi couldn’t have cared
less.
Val reached out and took his hands in
hers.
“ Then she started
partying, staying out late, not coming home. She’d gone back to the
life she said she wanted to leave. I tried to deal with it, but I
couldn’t. The last straw was when I found drugs. Truthfully, she
was homeless and used me for a place to live. That’s why her shit
is still at my place.”
“ Noah, I’m sorry. Sorry
for getting mad and sorry things didn’t work out for you. I guess
you loved her a lot.”
“ Sad thing is, I don’t
think I really did. I mean, I thought I did, but who I loved didn’t
exist. The person she is, isn’t the person I saw. By the time I saw
the real Bambi, it was too late.”
Heat rose up his neck and face. The
temperature climbed to an alarming rate and it was only about eight
in the morning. Blue dots flashed before his eyes.
“ Are you okay?” Val
asked.
He heard her voice, but he couldn’t see her
for the spots.
“ Noah? Your face is red.
Do I need to call the doctor?”
“ It’s a little hot out
here.” Sweat dripped down his forehead, and he wiped it off with
his t-shirt. When he dropped his shirt, Val stood in front of
him.
She felt his head and neck. “You’re burning
up. I’m calling the doctor.”
Not only was it hot outside, spots were
passing in front of his eyes and he found himself still aroused.
What the hell? He’d never had side effects like this after an
anaphylactic episode. “Help me sit down, and I’ll be fine.”
“ You are sitting down. I’m
calling the doctor.”
When she turned to leave, he grabbed her
hand. “Trust me; it has nothing to do with my shellfish allergy.”
But why did the medication for his allergy work like Viagra? Not
that he needed or had ever taken an erectile medication, but he
knew the gist of them.
“ Are you sure?”
A light chuckle spilled
out even though he tried to keep it inside. “I’m positive. But I
could take some time to relax.” Otherwise
I’m going to strip you down and make gentle love to you on the
porch. In the living room, shower and anywhere else and for as long
as these pills work.
“ I got just the thing to
help you relax.”
Oh yeah, she had ‘just
divorced, it was the truth. However, I didn’t tell you when I got
divorced.” Or how many times. He paced the concrete floor, searching for words
to calm her down.
“ Go on.”
“ My divorce was final
Friday. The night we met. My sister signed me up for speed dating
as a way for me to celebrate. All that shit you saw in my house is
my ex-wife’s stuff. She hasn’t moved it out yet, but we’ve been
split up for months.” He looked at her eyes, wondering if she
believed him. “I didn’t lie to you.”
“ What about in the
hospital when you said you didn’t like women who took their clothes
off in public? Either you’re extremely kinky, or your ex-wife’s a
stripper.” Her foot started to tap.
Man, he hated that about Bambi. Let it eat
at him day in and day out while they were married. Other men,
looking, groping, even sleeping with her. “I’m not proud of what
Bambi does for a living, nor do I condone it.”
“ Then why did you marry
her?”
“ Because I believed her
when she told me she’d quit. Because I have faith in people. I
believe they’re telling the truth. Sometimes it bites me and
sometimes it doesn’t. But I prefer to trust people before jumping
to conclusions or thinking the worst.”
Val glanced down and let out a sigh. “So,
she didn’t quit?” As her tone changed from anger to concern, she
dropped her arms and her jaws relaxed.
He sat down on the edge of the coffee table
in front of her. “She quit, for about two months. She gave me a sad
story about not having the opportunity to better her life. So, I
married her. Gave her anything she wanted. A house, a job, money. I
would have given her a family, but she didn’t want it.” That had
hurt the most. He wanted children and Bambi couldn’t have cared
less.
Val reached out and took his hands in
hers.
“ Then she started
partying, staying out late, not coming home. She’d gone back to the
life she said she wanted to leave. I tried to deal with it, but I
couldn’t. The last straw was when I found drugs. Truthfully, she
was homeless and used me for a place to live. That’s why her shit
is still at my place.”
“ Noah, I’m sorry. Sorry
for getting mad and sorry things didn’t work out for you. I guess
you loved her a lot.”
“ Sad thing is, I don’t
think I really did. I mean, I thought I did, but who I loved didn’t
exist. The person she is, isn’t the person I saw. By the time I saw
the real Bambi, it was too late.”
Heat rose up his neck and face. The
temperature climbed to an alarming rate and it was only about eight
in the morning. Blue dots flashed before his eyes.
“ Are you okay?” Val
asked.
He heard her voice, but he couldn’t see her
for the spots.
“ Noah? Your face is red.
Do I need to call the doctor?”
“ It’s a little hot out
here.” Sweat dripped down his forehead, and he wiped it off with
his t-shirt. When he dropped his shirt, Val stood in front of
him.
She felt his head and neck. “You’re burning
up. I’m calling the doctor.”
Not only was it hot outside, spots were
passing in front of his eyes and he found himself still aroused.
What the hell? He’d never had side effects like this after an
anaphylactic episode. “Help me sit down, and I’ll be fine.”
“ You are sitting down. I’m
calling the doctor.”
When she turned to leave, he grabbed her
hand. “Trust me; it has nothing to do with my shellfish allergy.”
But why did the medication for his allergy work like Viagra? Not
that he needed or had ever taken an erectile medication, but he
knew the gist of them.
“ Are you sure?”
A light chuckle spilled
out even though he tried to keep it inside. “I’m positive. But I
could take some time to relax.” Otherwise
I’m going to strip you down and make gentle love to you on the
porch. In the living room, shower and anywhere else and for as long
as these pills work.
“ I got just the thing to
help you relax.”
Oh yeah, she had ‘just
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