Betrayed: Keeping her in the Dark Vol. 3 by By: Leslie Sansom Page A

tried to pull her closer to me but she wouldn’t let me.
    “What’s wrong?” I asked again. 
    “I yelled at him for something that wasn’t his fault. He didn’t do anything to deserve it.” Tears were running down her face. 
    “Norah, sweetheart, I am sure he is fine. He probably hasn’t given it another thought. Does it really bother you that bad?” I couldn’t believe she was acting like this. Something had upset her and she didn’t want to tell me and now she was using an argument with Winston as a ruse. 
    She pulled the apron from her waist and put it on the island. “I need to go organize my shoes, because the other night when I was getting ready for dinner I messed them all up.” She walked past me and I grabbed her arm. 
    “Norah, your shoes are fine. I saw them this morning when I got my shoes…your side of the closet is the most organized part of this house.” She pulled away. 
    “No not that closet. The closet in my old bedroom. I keep a lot of stuff over there and it is a mess. I made a pizza and it’s in the oven. It’ll will be done in about 5 minutes.” She walked into the dining room and was making her way through the doorway to the foyer when I stopped her again. 
    “You keep clothes in the other closet too? I didn’t know that. Just how many outfits and pairs of shoes do you have, sweetheart?” 
    “Yes, as it turns out there are things in my life that you don’t know.” She did her runway turn and walked to the staircase and swayed her hips as she walked up. 
    “You aren’t eating dinner with me?” I yelled at the bottom of the stairs as I watched her ass move back and forth. 
    “No. I’m not hungry.” She kept on walking to her old room, I assumed. 
    I knew her ‘things in my life you don’t know’ comment had something to do with me. She was pissed about the sex club. She acted like she forgave me last night and even sucked me off in the most seductive way she ever had before. I thought we were over this but apparently she was very pissed about it. 
    Her being upset threw me off my game. I had a plan to come clean and seeing her in tears made me forget everything else. Norah had that effect on me. Just being near her made me lose all rhyme or reason. 
    I took the pizza out of the oven, cut it in to slices, grabbed a couple of beers and went to talk to Winston. 
    “Is Winston here?” I asked John who was wiping down the car. 
    “No sir. He has gone home already. Do you need him for something, sir?” I stopped and sat on the cement bench on the side of the driveway. 
    “No. I can ask him tomorrow. Just out curiosity, John, what time do you go home?” I took another bite of the homemade pizza Norah had made. 
    “I usually stay until 8 o’clock and you know I live on the property now. So it isn’t like I have a long drive or anything.” I handed him a beer and held out the pizza. He took a slice. “Thank you sir.” Then he sat next to me on the bench. 
    “John, is there any member of my house or security staff that doesn’t live here on the property somewhere?” we both laughed. 
    “Winston doesn’t, Trig doesn’t, and I think most of the gardening staff doesn’t either. But you have a very large property and five different guest houses.” I nodded at him. 
    “Which house do you live in?” I asked and was embarrassed I didn’t know already. 
    “I live in the townhouse past the pool over near the stables. Not the stables directly behind the house, the ones over on the south lawn. Sofia and Nathan live beside me.” 
    “Do your daughters come here to visit?” I asked. I knew he had two daughters and he had moved here to be closer to his ex-wife and his children. I thought I remembered him telling me his ex-wife was British and came back to live near her parents after the divorce and because a law firm made her a partner or something.
    I had seen him and his ex-wife and their kids together and they were a beautiful family. I