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My son put his arm around me. He leaned his head on my shoulder. “I can get a job. Maybe I could help.”

“You are sweet, but I can’t ask you to help me. I’m just glad you’re okay.”

“Me and Violet talked about telling you. I can’t look at him without wanting to punch him in the face. Seeing you so upset is what made me decide to tell you, Mom. We’ll figure something out.”

My son was growing into a man, and I was proud of him for being so strong. “I love you.”

“I love you too. So what happens next,” he asked.

“I saw a lawyer. He’s helping me figure things out.”

“Do you need me to be with you when you tell dad?”

“No. It’s something that I need to do alone.” I put my hand on his knee. “Thank you for offering.”

“Are you going to be okay, Mom?”

“Yes. We’re all going to be okay. I promise.” It hurt me that he hated his father, but my son was old enough to make his own decisions.

I didn’t know how, but I was going to find a way to make things right.





Chapter 9


Two weeks later I still hadn’t made any type of effort at anything.

My monthly pay for three weeks of being a fake whore still sat in an account untouched. My tips were hidden in a shoe box where I kept high school memorabilia. I refused to spend Eli’s money, but until I could see him face to face, I wasn’t going to return the money.

He hadn’t tried to contact me, and as much as I needed the time to think, I still missed him. He’d lied to me about so much, but somehow I understood why. It didn’t change the fact that I was still angry with him, but I was able to understand his desperate attempt to save me from myself. It almost made me feel embarrassed about my last encounter. I’d given up hope on life and thought that being a whore would bring me some kind of release. It was horrible to even admit to myself. With two of my children already knowing my predicament I regretted the fact that I’d let myself stoop that low to provide for them.

I finally gained the courage to face him. I’d made a plan and was determined to see it through no matter how much it hurt me.

After going to the mall and purchasing what I needed, I was staring at myself in the mirror wearing only a pair of black leather hot pants. Even I could admit that I looked hot in them, and was proud of my figure, even though it was on the thin side. Shirtless, I walked downstairs in my tiny shorts and a pair of heels. When he spotted me I swayed my hips around, giving him a show of what he was going to be missing.



Looking at Charlie across from me only reminded me of how much I’d come to hate him. Eli may have lied, but it was to keep me an honest woman. Charlie lied because he couldn’t keep his dick in his pants. There was a huge difference.

I ran my hands over my nipples. “I sent the kids to their friends so we could talk alone.”

Charlie looked up at me and smiled. He reached his hand over to grab mine, but I pulled away.

I smiled and licked over my lips, sensually drawing his attention. “How many years have you been f*cking Kate, Charlie?”

He turned as white as a ghost.

“What’s wrong? Cat got your tongue? Did you not think that I would ever find out? Did you think that taking a business trip to a local hotel to f*ck her was a good idea? When we sat around having cookouts did you two play footsie under the table? Did you go over to her house to get some head, while I tucked our kids in bed at night?”

“Lil, I-.”

I put my hands up. “Save the shit for someone who cares, because my give-a-shit gave out a long time ago, even before you gave me that lame ass story about a co-worker. Yes, you common bastard, I knew you were f*cking this whole time.”

“But I-.”

“Save it. I’m telling you right now that our marriage is over, and it has been for a very long time. The kids and I will be moving out of this house and getting our own place. I’ve already met with a lawyer several times, who has provided me with enough evidence of your affair that I could take everything from you and never feel an ounce of regret.”

His mouth opened, but no words came out. Then came the tears. I ignored his emotions and kept going. “You’re so lucky that I didn’t cut off your dick the moment I found out. You don’t know how bad I wanted to watch you suffer for what you’ve done to me. I will never, ever forgive you for ruining our lives and breaking up our family. You did this, and there is not a damn thing you can say or do that will ever fix it. We’re done, Charlie. This marriage is over and I want a divorce.” I waited for it to sink in before giving him one last blow to his ego. “Oh and this body,” I ran my hands over my hips as I said it. “It’s never going to be yours again.”

I got up, grabbed my coat and walked out of the house, unable to look at him for another second without wanting to stab him with a knife between his cheating eyes.

After getting in my van and driving around crying, I found myself parked outside of Eli’s house. I started to pull away, but Delilah was outside barking and I saw his light coming on. Eli opened the front door and spotted me right away. He threw me his famous half-smile and stood there, probably wondering if I was going to pull away.

I climbed out of the vehicle, in a pair of hot pants and a long coat, and entered his yard, ignoring the dog jumping on my leg. He said nothing as I fell into his chest and began bawling. I felt him kissing my head as he held me close. “I’m sorry I came here. I didn’t mean to. I was just driving and ended up here. I’m not even dressed.”