unsettled me.
What was I doing? The man was perfect and we would make a great couple but could I really trust him? He had connections to the Ukrainian mob for God’s sake and although he was a chef, he was one of the most chased after bachelors in La Jolla. He was a player, plain and simple.
Yes, he had convinced me there had been no one special since he ended his relationship with Mikayla and according to him, the only two women who had ever touched his heart had been his former girlfriend and Gisele, the elusive French beauty who had gotten away. However, that didn’t mean he’d kept his cock in cotton wool all this time and I was sure there were more than a few women in town who could attest to his sexual prowess, in bed and out.
I slipped out of bed and walked to his luxurious bathroom where I urinated and used the spare toothbrush he had put out for me. It attached itself to an electric toothbrush that stood side by side next to his. I brushed my teeth and began to run the shower.
“Where are your keys? I will walk over to your apartment and get you something to wear,” he said through the closed double doors.
“They’re in my handbag on the sofa in the living room. A pair of jeans and a short sleeved top should suffice,” I shouted through the door.
“Not where I plan on taking you today, sweetie. It’s a surprise so it’s best if you wear something a bit more conservative. How about a dress and a pair of high heels?”
“That should work as long as we won’t be walking in the sand.”
“I promise you that is not going to happen,” he replied out loud.
The water had begun to steam and I turned on the vent to get rid of the excess moisture that was beginning to gather in the bathroom. Where exactly could he be taking me? I hadn’t been to work in almost a week and though Colin was handling it all, surely he worried about me and what I was doing?
It never occurred to me that he might be having a good time himself. He was a man after all and men didn’t let their motors idle, no matter how heartbroken they were so why did I have a hard time believing Colin would be any different? Surely he’d found someone to pass the time with and although I had no right to be jealous, the claws of envy wrapped themselves around my heart and squeezed until I could barely breathe.
It wasn’t fair, goddamn it, and if he was in Seattle where he should have been, I wouldn’t have given his love life a second thought. The mere idea—let alone the mental image—of him going down on another woman, romancing another made me want to gag because he was still mine and no matter what happened, I’d left him . He owed me not to mention he should have wanted to stay true to me if he wanted us to give our relationship another chance. However, if I found out he’d strayed during such a distinctive period in our relationship, I didn’t know if I would be able to trust him again.
How had I trusted him at all, knowing what I knew? He and his brother had run over my father on the eve of Thanksgiving and never had bothered to report the incident to the police because they were wealthy and entitled and neither wanted to serve any time incarcerated. Meanwhile, my father’s death continued to be an unsolved mystery while I knew the truth and my mother was slowly falling apart and would never be the same again.
My decision not to go to the police and tell them the truth was two-fold: once, I had been in love with Colin. Although a part of me hated him with a passion, another part of me still loved him with a deep and overwhelming need that made me feel incomplete now we were no longer together. My sister, Caitlyn, was also dating Liam and she had no idea of the truth. How could I shatter her world and the first man she loved so deeply in the name of justice?
If I ever decided to go to the police to have them re-open the crime since there wasn’t a statute of limitations on murder, it would have to be with Caitlyn by my side
What was I doing? The man was perfect and we would make a great couple but could I really trust him? He had connections to the Ukrainian mob for God’s sake and although he was a chef, he was one of the most chased after bachelors in La Jolla. He was a player, plain and simple.
Yes, he had convinced me there had been no one special since he ended his relationship with Mikayla and according to him, the only two women who had ever touched his heart had been his former girlfriend and Gisele, the elusive French beauty who had gotten away. However, that didn’t mean he’d kept his cock in cotton wool all this time and I was sure there were more than a few women in town who could attest to his sexual prowess, in bed and out.
I slipped out of bed and walked to his luxurious bathroom where I urinated and used the spare toothbrush he had put out for me. It attached itself to an electric toothbrush that stood side by side next to his. I brushed my teeth and began to run the shower.
“Where are your keys? I will walk over to your apartment and get you something to wear,” he said through the closed double doors.
“They’re in my handbag on the sofa in the living room. A pair of jeans and a short sleeved top should suffice,” I shouted through the door.
“Not where I plan on taking you today, sweetie. It’s a surprise so it’s best if you wear something a bit more conservative. How about a dress and a pair of high heels?”
“That should work as long as we won’t be walking in the sand.”
“I promise you that is not going to happen,” he replied out loud.
The water had begun to steam and I turned on the vent to get rid of the excess moisture that was beginning to gather in the bathroom. Where exactly could he be taking me? I hadn’t been to work in almost a week and though Colin was handling it all, surely he worried about me and what I was doing?
It never occurred to me that he might be having a good time himself. He was a man after all and men didn’t let their motors idle, no matter how heartbroken they were so why did I have a hard time believing Colin would be any different? Surely he’d found someone to pass the time with and although I had no right to be jealous, the claws of envy wrapped themselves around my heart and squeezed until I could barely breathe.
It wasn’t fair, goddamn it, and if he was in Seattle where he should have been, I wouldn’t have given his love life a second thought. The mere idea—let alone the mental image—of him going down on another woman, romancing another made me want to gag because he was still mine and no matter what happened, I’d left him . He owed me not to mention he should have wanted to stay true to me if he wanted us to give our relationship another chance. However, if I found out he’d strayed during such a distinctive period in our relationship, I didn’t know if I would be able to trust him again.
How had I trusted him at all, knowing what I knew? He and his brother had run over my father on the eve of Thanksgiving and never had bothered to report the incident to the police because they were wealthy and entitled and neither wanted to serve any time incarcerated. Meanwhile, my father’s death continued to be an unsolved mystery while I knew the truth and my mother was slowly falling apart and would never be the same again.
My decision not to go to the police and tell them the truth was two-fold: once, I had been in love with Colin. Although a part of me hated him with a passion, another part of me still loved him with a deep and overwhelming need that made me feel incomplete now we were no longer together. My sister, Caitlyn, was also dating Liam and she had no idea of the truth. How could I shatter her world and the first man she loved so deeply in the name of justice?
If I ever decided to go to the police to have them re-open the crime since there wasn’t a statute of limitations on murder, it would have to be with Caitlyn by my side
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