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“Oh, I’m leaving!” Mrs. Sinclaire screamed in return. “I wish I could say I feel sorry for you. You think you have one up on me now... You’ll be just like me as soon as you can’t cater to him the way he wants. Enjoy him while you can.”
“I’ll never be you. Not only do I know how to get and keep my man, but I can give him the one thing you can’t.”
She rubbed her belly with a satisfied smirk. I anticipated Mrs. Sinclaire’s reaction, and before she could charge at the woman, I scooped her up and put her in the backseat. Discreetly, I put the child locks on to keep her from jumping out of the car again.
“Do not move,” I said firmly. “Do you understand?”
Her beautiful face held a deep frown. It softened as tears pooled in her eyes. Her bottom lip trembled, and the next thing I knew, she fell against me, releasing a gut-retching cry. I wasn’t the biggest fan of physical affection with strangers, yet this woman had an unnerving effect on me in the short time since I arrived.
“Get her away from here,” Raymond demanded.
I ignored him as I continued to comfort his wife.
“You have to calm down so we can get outta here. I know this shit hurts, but he ain’t worth it. Don’t give him that kind of power over you.”
“You hear me talking to you?”
Raymond grabbed my arm. Now, why did he do that? I didn’t like people touching me, especially in an aggressive manner. I closed the back passenger door. Then with catlike reflexes, I spun around and twisted his arm behind his back, forcing him to the ground. The pregnant woman screamed at me to let him go.
“Let this be a warning... Don’t ever put your hands on me. Now, as I previously stated, Mrs. Sinclaire is leaving. I trust that when I release you, you will show some decorum and take your disrespectful ass inside so she can leave in peace. Are we gonna have a problem?”
“Fuck you!” he seethed.
I twisted his arm tighter. One move, and I could snap it. If he knew what was good for him, he would heed my generous warning.
“I asked if we were going to have a problem,” I repeated.
“No! Just let me go!”
I released him and took a step back. “Have a good evening.”
Without another word, I retreated into the car and cranked up. As I pulled onto the road, I saw Raymond being consoled by his mistress in my rearview. I shook my head. I didn’t know him, yet I could pin him as a weak-ass man with control issues. That woman might have thought she was getting a prize, but I had a feeling she would eventually learn that everything that glittered wasn’t gold.
I’d been driving around aimlessly for a good fifteen minutes now, just waiting for Mrs. Sinclaire to calm down enough to tell me where to take her. I didn’t want to rush her, especially after that fiasco. Every so often, I glanced at her in the rearview mirror. It gave me a chance to take in her natural beauty. If I had to guess, she was around five foot seven, a little on the thick side, which was absolutely fine by me. I loved a thick woman. A little belly, cellulite, or stretch marks never hurt anybody.
Her skin was cocoa-complexioned and blemish-free. Her full lips and beautiful brown eyes stuck out most to me. I always believed that the eyes were the windows to the soul. When she looked at me back at the house, I saw a soul that was drowning in pain. It was more than what she was going through at that moment. Pain like hers was deep-rooted.
Mrs. Sinclaire cried softly in the backseat. As I pulled to a stop sign, I looked back at her.
“Hey...” She slowly wiped her eyes and looked up at me. “Fuck him. I don’t know the details, but from the looks of it, leaving is the best thing you could have done.”
“I didn’t leave... He put me out. He packed my things, and he put me out of my home. That... woman is his mistress. Excuse me, his fiancée.” She began crying again. “How could I not have seen this coming? How could I have been so stupid? All the comments about my depression being too much... the constant jabs at my weight and appearance... the loneliness I’ve been feeling in this marriage for the longest. There were so many signs! I’m so embarrassed.”
Her cries echoed in the car as I pulled away from the stop sign. The sight of her tears was doing something to me. She looked and felt helpless, and it was stabbing at my soul. Any other time, I would have canceled the service and refunded a client if they had too much drama during a reservation. My heart went out to this woman. Something about her just resonated with my spirit. I knew I couldn’t leave her tonight without ensuring she was okay.
Her cries calmed down as I drove aimlessly through the city. Finally, they turned to light sniffles and whimpers. I’d been driving around at this point for thirty minutes.
“Is there anywhere I can take you?” I asked quietly.
She sniffed. “A hotel is fine. Whatever is close. I’m sure you’re tired of me. I know this isn’t what you signed up for.”
I sighed. “It’s not, but I’m in it now. I just wanna make sure you have somewhere safe to lay your head tonight.”
She nodded. “Thank you. I’m so sorry—”
“Don’t be sorry. I can tell you were blindsided. I don’t know you or your story, but no woman deserves that from a man, least of all her husband.”
“Are you married?”
