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Ruby: Tell me where you are!
Mac: Why?
Ruby: Because I need to speak with you one last time. I need to tell you something important.
Ruby: Does she know what you did?
Ruby: Please, Mac, please answer.
She’s so hurt. I don’t understand it. I always thought that maybe she’d cheated. He’s so set on treating women right, it can’t possibly be him. But maybe no one cheated, and maybe he just ended it. He said she couldn’t have kids, and they’d been together a long time, so maybe he just fell out of love. That would explain her hurt. But whatever happened, she’s blaming him, and I’m desperate to know why.
Something in my broken heart feels for her. She needs closure. And so, I do something so stupid, it makes me feel instantly sick. I send her the address. I tell her where he is and then immediately regret it. I bite my lip so hard, I taste blood. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. What if this gets them back together? What if she turns up here and he sees her and realises how much he loves and misses her? I drop the mobile on the bed like it’s poison. Why did I do that? A message comes through, and I hesitantly pick it up to look.
Ruby: Mac?? Is that you?
Mac: No. I shouldn’t have done that. Please delete it.
I know she won’t, because it’s a stupid request to ask a broken heart to forget the information she’s been asking for. My mind turns crazy. What if she’s stalking him, and I’ve just given him up?
I wait a further ten minutes, but no text messages come through. I delete the ones I sent. It’s a cowardly move, but I’m still praying she’ll leave it now she knows where he is. Maybe it was just a curiosity thing. I curl into Mac’s side and lie awake, thinking of all the shit things that might happen now I’ve fucked up.
It’s a long night. I know the minute Mac awakens because he curls his body around mine, pushing his erection against my thigh. “Morning,” he whispers. I close my eyes, pretending to sleep. His hands wander across my body, lifting my nightshirt and rubbing my arse. “Baby, wake up.”
I don’t respond. I might vomit from the guilt if I open my mouth. He rises to his knees and gently tugs my legs apart, slipping my panties down. The thought of him pleasuring me and not himself makes me feel worse, so I turn away, pushing his hands from me. “Raven?”
“I’m tired,” I mumble, forcing my voice to sound sleepy.
“You don’t have to do a thing,” he says, burying his head between my legs. I shove him away, gently at first but rougher when he doesn’t take the hint. “Did I do something wrong?” he asks.
Tears fill my eyes and I turn away, shaking my head. “No.”
“Are you mad because I passed out?” The bed dips as he settles behind me, burying his face into my neck. “I’m sorry.”
“I’m not mad at you,” I say.
“Raven, you have one of the hungriest sexual appetites I’ve ever known. Something is wrong if you’re turning me down.”
“Not everything is about sex, Mac. Maybe I just don’t feel like it,” I snap. I’m being a bitch, and it’s because of the guilt, but I can’t stop myself.
“Okay,” he says, kissing my neck. He sits up, and I hear him grab his mobile. He stays silent for a minute, so I turn back to face him. He’s reading his messages.
“Everything okay?” I ask.
“Yep.”
“It’s just your phone was pinging a lot last night.”
He glances at me, frowning. “So?”
“I just thought maybe it was urgent.”
“Raven, I’ve got nothing to hide. Do you want to see my phone?” he asks, and I shake my head. “No, here, check it.” I shake my head again, but he grabs my hand and places his mobile in it. “I’m not hiding anything, baby.”
I glance at the messages from Ruby, the ones I’ve already checked, then drop the phone and dive from the bed, rushing to the toilet and vomiting. I hear him approach behind me. “Shit, are you okay?”
“I’m not feeling great,” I mutter, keeping my head over the toilet bowl.
“I’ll go get you some water.”
