"Well, well, well, If it isn’t the slut of the decade."
I looked up and found Gwen, her hands clasped together. Sobody please tell this bitch ain’t begging to get slapped.
"Nice to see you too, Gwen."
"I keep telling Richard you are a no-good gutter whore, but he never believes . I sent him a picture; maybe this ti he will." She looked satisfied and smug. She threw a look in Victor’s direction.
"Oh, how the mighty have fallen. You went from Richard to--- this. Well, typical. You can’t put lipstick on a pig."
Victor sat relaxed in his seat, a smile creeping up his lips. I guess he could see the rage in my eyes and was waiting for so kind of drama to erupt.
I looked around the restaurant to see if I could get away with hitting the bitch and not get plastered on the front page of tomorrow’s newspaper.
I looked in my still-full cup of ice cream. I groaned internally at what a waste it would turn out to be.
"Victor dear, could you please get another cup of ice cream to go? Baby is going to be quite turned off with this one."
His eyes twinkled with mischief. "Yes, Milady."
I got to my feet holding my cup of ice cream as Victor did the sa and headed away. "Gwen, you know there was a ti when I and Richard used to make hilarious jokes about how dumb you are. We thought all you had going for you was your beauty. And I must admit, you... are... drop-dead gorgeous. The beauty crown was rightly deserved."
I took a pause and faced her. "But we were wrong, weren’t we?"
"About what?" she asked, clearly hurt by hearing what Richard thought of her.
"You are not dumb, are you? You pretend to be dumb to make n feel powerful. You have been exceptionally diabolical so far. It’s impressive."
"I told you, may the best woman win."
"See, I don’t have to best you, darling. I just have to destroy you." I smiled wickedly.
"What do you an? You can’t do anything to . Richard is on my side now." She said, looking confused. I felt powerful standing there, my huge, bloated body twice her size.
"I am not going to stand here and drag my husband with you. He deserves much more than that. But you test one more ti, pull any stupid shit with my na attached to it one more ti; I will find every and any thing that has to do with you from the day you were born. I will uproot your past, your present, and your future, and trust , beauty queens always have sothing juicy to dig up."
She stood glaring at , and she knew that I had her right there. "But in the anti..." I spilled the contents of my cup on her chest. "Oops..." I said and walked over to Victor, who was paying our bills, leaving Gwen with a most horrified look on her face.
"Here you go, one cup of ice cream to go." I smiled at him. "You handled that well."
"I learned sothing while I was a Nuro. I had to be formidable."
He laughed and led out of the restaurant.
*****
A week later, I invited Richard to the new apartnt which was already furnished and a nursery set up for when the baby arrives. He brought along a humidifier to place in the nursery.
"This looks nice." He said, looking around. "I could have co to help you, you know."
"I barely lifted a finger. I had it professionally done." I responded.
"I think you are just trying to avoid . Maybe you thought I would be mad about the picture Gwen sent ." He gave a glance briefly before turning to check the sturdiness of the baby crib.
"You weren’t?" I didn’t know if I should be relieved or sad that he wasn’t jealous anymore.
"Oh, I was. I was pissed. I am still pissed, but well, what can I do? We are divorced after all."
"right." I responded distractedly. "I wasn’t trying to avoid you though. I just thought it would be easier if I paid people to do it." I explained.
He walked further into the room, slowly checking every thing installed. But I was still distracted. I had missed this man, his boyish smirk, his confident swagger. As I looked on at the way his muscles flexed as he put his hands in his pocket, stretching the fabric to give a good view of that perfect ass. That sweet ass.
My hormones must be in overdrive, I thought shaking my head and not realising he was standing in front of .
He was close enough that I could see the stubble on his jaw and the tiredness in his eyes. "Its nice to see you looking at like that."
I swallowed hard. "Like what?"
"Like you still want ."
I forced a laugh. "Your ego is out of control."
He took another step closer, his voice dropping. "I agree but I’m not wrong, am I?"
I hated that he was right. Hated that even now, with everything, my body still rembered his touch, still reacted to him.
"Richard." My voice was barely above a whisper.
He reached out, tracing a featherlight touch along my arm. "You told to chase you this ti. I am following what I feel. Prepare to be chased, hunted down, wooed and seduced, Mrs Nuro"
He moved even closer to him and I begged him subconsciously to touch , please for fuck’s sakes, touch .
"I don’t need my mories to make you mine once more."
My breath hitched as he leaned in to give a kiss on the cheek. "I will let you get acquainted with your new ho." He said and headed out.
Victor was waiting outside, leaning against his car, arms crossed. The mont Richard saw Victor, his expression hardened.
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