If it’s that important, I can wake him. If not, I’m more than willing to relay a message the second hewakesup.”
Rose.
HisRose.
TheRose.
“No, there’s no need.” I drastically ended the call in case Rose decided to spout off more than I could handle. After all, clearly, revealing herself to me had me in all sorts of a limbo. The whiplash I suffered from her haughty correction had mereeling.
Fuck me sideways. Here I was, fantasizing about the fucker while he’d been boning his girlfriend. Did she know about me or the fact that I had him last night? More importantly, did she give a damn if he did?Perhapsnot.
Jared, though he maintained one woman at a time, liked his women compliant to his needs, whether it was satiated by her or by someone else. And on this occasion,I was thesomeoneelse.
I was the other woman. His side chick. His plaything. His dirty littlesecret.
The realization hitme.Hard.
How could he succeed in making me feel as though I was his sole universe and immediately get into another woman’s vagina right after? It was heartless. Totally beyond callous. Especially after I confessed I’d been in love with him allthistime.
“Typical Jared move. Why didn’t I even consider this?” Hastily scramming out of the Aston Martin, I left the car in the garage without wanting to see it everagain.
Would he even call me back when Rose informed him I called? If he did, what would I even say? He wasn’t necessarily cheating on me since we weren’t together. But it still hurt. It wounded me as though hedidcheat, betraying in the most painfulofways.
Out of nowhere, the large black hulk of a man, Malik, one of the ground’s security, approached me, asking if I needed anything else just when I was about to enter thehouse.
Easing my contorted face, I shook my head. “No, but here,” I said, handing him the key. “Take it for a spin. At least it’ll be of some use. Better yet, why don’t you take your girl out on a date? I’ll take care of the reservations andeverything.”
The ex-Seal gazed at me with absolute uncertainty. “Mr. St. James won’t be coolaboutthat.”
I snickered. “It’s my present, so I get to do what I want with it, and right now, I want you to take your lovely pregnant woman out foradate.”
He reluctantly took the keys before whispering, “But I’monduty.”
That could easily be remedied. “You’re free to go, Malik. If Mike or Johnson need confirmation, have them call me. Before you leave, see Thomas. He’ll have everything set by then. Cool?” I eyed him with amusement as I took in his astoundedexpression.
When he didn’t respond, I did more talking. “Come on, my day started out shitty. If I’m not happy, at least someone else should be. Do it as a favortome.”
He beamed, showing his straight white teeth, grateful for my generosity. “You’re just like Mrs. Weber. She sent the missus and me to the Caribbean as her wedding present. It’s great to know that her daughter’s just asbighearted.”
Hearing the burly man’s touching sentiment made me tear a little. “Thank you, Malik. You have no idea how much it means to me to hear you say that. I needed that. I miss themgreatly.”
“He’ll come around,” he softly spoke through my muddled thoughts, seemingly concerned at my distraught demeanor. “A man doesn’t take time and effort for nothing. You remember that. He’ll come around. We’ve all known him for a long time, too. He’ll be back, Miss Gisele. Don’t doubt it for a second. He’ll comerunningback.”
“I don’t know, Malik.” A saddened smile etched my lips, disconcerted. “I honestly don’t knowanymore.”
Everything was all so broken now, and with Rose still in the picture, Jared would always choose her over me. He’d give me a taste, and I always took it to heart, believing that he was mine from then on. My denials and over confidence where Jared was concerned constantly turned calamitous. Never again would I make the same mistake. At the end of the day, this was all self-inflicted pain. My gullibility undermined growth. Perceptiveness was detrimental to my maturity. Best I learned how to tackle and balance both before it demoralized me, risking my future. Jeopardizing everything I held dear. I couldn’thavethat.
Even if I was in severe mental anguish, I appreciated thejourney.
This was my life—my story—and it was far from over. It had barely even begun. There would be endless journeys to experience. To conquer. To appreciate. More heartaches to overcome. More disappointments to endure. More mistakes to learn from. More adventures to thrill from. More love, more laughter to bask in. More successes totriumphfrom.
I was smiling through the pain because someday I’d wake up to a painless smile, and I’d appreciate it allthemore.
Some did say that when God showed us it was time to let go and set them free, and we refused to do so, he’d allow them to hurt us to the point where we had no choice but to letthemgo.
This was mywarning.
And after all this time, I waspayingheed.