Page 31 of Past & Present


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I charged forwardas the body followed the leg, stopping two feet away to growl, “No. Get back in your fucking car and get off my property.”

The exasperated look on my ex-wife’s face was far too familiar for my liking. So was the roll of her eyes.

“It’s your fault I had to show up unannounced. I’ve been calling you for a fucking week, Ethan.”

Oh God, I should have seen it coming. I should have realized where my hesitation to answer that blocked number came from. Because while part of me was shocked as shit to find Sarah waiting for me—there was an alarmingly large part that wasn’t surprised in the least.

“Yeah. You’ve been calling me all week from a blocked number because you knew I wouldn’t take your call. That’s why you wouldn’t even leave a message. And I’m not going to listen to whatever you have to say now so you might as well just go.”

My shoulders were starting to shake with anger and I wasn’t willing to stand around and let her see how much she affected me. I stalked toward the house, cursing when I heard the click of her heels as she followed me.

When I reached the front door and sensed her presence directly behind me, I spun around and roared, “What?! What the fuck do you want from me now?!”

She looked up at me with surprise, her eyes glassing over as her lips trembled. It was all I needed to see to know exactly why she came and I hated her for it. I fucking hated her.

“No,” I whispered. “Don’t even bother. Your fake tears aren’t going to work on me ever again. Leave now and never come back.”

“I know you miss it!” she exclaimed, grabbing my elbow and spinning me around when I tried to turn away. “I know I fucked up, Ethan. But even after everything I did—being married was the happiest you’ve ever been. I know you miss that life. We can have it again.”

I shrugged off her hand with a scowl, staring down at her and wondering why I ever fell for her in the first place. As I glared into her eyes, I saw a legitimate spark of fear there and suddenly it all made sense.

“He left you, didn’t he?” I said, a nasty smile twisting my lips. “He fucking left you and you thought I’d just be waiting around for round two.”

The shame on her face as she looked at the ground answered my question. It might have made me a heartless prick, but I felt a stab of satisfaction when she confirmed it.

“He’s been cheating on me,” Sarah whispered, wiping away her tears. “He got some bitch pregnant and he’s leaving me for her.”

“Oh, that’s rich,” I sneered. “So you really did come back for round two.”

“I’m sorry! Okay? I’m so sorry. I know how much it hurts—how much I hurt you. I just thought... I thought maybe—”

“Let me stop you right there. You were right. Thanks to my bleeding fucking heart, I’ve always been a one-woman man. I do miss being married. But it would never be to you. Never again.”

“Ethan, I—”

“I’m in love,” I interrupted, another jolt of giddiness rushing through me at the devastated look on her face. “Yeah. I moved on. Even bought a ring.” Her voice cracked when she said my name, but I cut in again. “That ring—my ring—will never be on your finger again. Be as sorry as you want to be, but I’ll never forgive you.”

The sound of a car speeding up the driveway dragged my attention away from my ex and I rolled my eyes when I saw Layla’s convertible. The blare of music stopped when the car parked and Sarah hesitated for a brief second before making a brisk escape to her car.

Well, she attempted to.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa. You’re not Juliet,” Layla called out, stopping Sarah dead in her tracks. “Who are you?”

She tried to dash to her car, but she didn’t make it before Mason said, “That’s Sarah.”

“Sarah? Oh, hell no,” she exclaimed, rushing forward in a race to get to the driver’s side door of the white car. “Not so fast, bitch. You and I need to have some words.”

Mason jogged past the two and followed me as I ducked my head and used the opportunity to go inside. My brother looked relieved to escape the scenario that was taking place in the driveway and I peeked through the curtain enough to see Layla’s arms gesturing around wildly as Sarah stared at her in total shock.

“You picked a good one, you know?” I said to Mason as I let the curtain close. “She’s one of a kind.”

“Yeah, she’s pretty amazing. So what happened?”

“She fucking cornered me. Was waiting for me when I got home.”

“What’d she want?” I shot him a pointed look and he immediately understood. “What the fuck? You’re kidding.”

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