Carnage: Book #1 The Story Of Us (Volume 1)(171)

As soon as we are seated and Sean has ordered a double bourbon and coke, his eyes are on me and I know that I’m in trouble, that’s the problem with lies and half-truths, they always come back to bite you on the arse. Sean’s legal team had dealt with the purchase of the house, he may have signed some of the documentation, but he never mentioned anything so I didn’t either.

“Did you know? And don’t even think about lying to me.” I nod my head and swallow.

“You f*cking knew and you let us buy it, you let us move into your ex’s old home. Why, why the f*ck would you do that? Why the f*ck didn’t you tell me?” The waiter brings our drinks. Sean drinks his straight down and orders another.

“I didn’t know.” I start. “Not at first, I looked around and loved it and then I called you and arranged for you to come and view it and then that’s when I found out, after I’d already called you and told you that I loved it.”

“So why the f*ck didn’t you tell me then?” I shrug… because I’m a lying, deceitful, cheating, whore.

“You loved the place so much the next day when you saw it; I thought it would put you off.”

“He’s your f*cking ex G, of course it would f*cking put me off, would you like me to move you into Haley’s house without you knowing?” I throw my sparkling water in his face, get up and head for the door.

“Georgia, get the f*ck back here.” The restaurant falls silent.

“Fuck you,” I call out back to him over my shoulder as I make my way outside.

Cam is just putting the red-head into a taxi, I stand and watch as the valet pulls up in a large black sports car of some kind, I have no idea what it is but he gets out and hands Cam the keys. I turn to the other valet and ask him to get me a cab. I assume while I wait, Sean will appear, then Cam’s at my side.

“Kitten,” he sighs out my name, the way he always does. “I’m so sorry, did I cause a fight?”

I give a little laugh. “Its fine Cam, just go.”

His eyes look into mine, through mine, into me.

“Are you sure, do you need a lift?”

“Cam, please, just go.” He nods but doesn’t move. I stare past him for a few seconds then finally allow my eyes to meet his again. “Please Cam, for me, just go.”

He nods and leaves this time.

I change my mind about getting a taxi and decide that if Sean is going to stay and get drunk, then I might as well take the car home, by the time its brought around and I’m in the driver’s seat, Sean walks out of the restaurant and jumps into the passenger side, he doesn’t look at me and we drive home in complete silence. Once we get back to the house he heads off to the study and I can hear him going through our filling cabinet, I leave it five minutes and then go to see what he’s doing, there are papers everywhere. Sean is leaning over the open drawer, drinking straight from a bottle of Wild Turkey, his eyes come up and meet mine and he looks at me with complete contempt.

“What are you doing?” I ask him.

“Looking for the paperwork on this place, is his name on it, if it is then why didn’t I spot it?’

“His name was on it, I thought you would notice then, that you would mention it and I would just tell you, but you didn’t so I just stayed quiet and it was wrong and I’m sorry. I couldn’t be sorrier.” And it was the truth, we should never have bought this place without Sean knowing who the previous owner was, keeping quiet was now causing more problems than speaking up would have and had now spoilt what should have been an absolutely perfect day, and I had no one else to blame but myself.