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Chapter 55
“MEET ME AT THE APARTMENT at 1:30 this afternoon. I miss you. If you get there first, I’ll meet you in bed.”
Eric’s face instantly lit up as he held the crisp white note card. He had been waiting over six months for a note like this. Finally, a chance to explain himself. He had been rehearsing what he’d say when he got the opportunity. After Kyla returned the case of champagne, the diamond bracelet and earrings, he didn’t think he had a chance with her.
He checked his watch and rearranged his afternoon. Then he called Olivia and told her he would be working late, and not to expect him for dinner. He was on fire. He hadn’t felt such energy in a while. Since his breakup with Kyla, he had tried self- service, but that didn’t quite satisfy him. Instead, he increased the number of times he made love to Olivia, trying to make up for the excitement he was missing from being with Kyla. The frequency helped, but it lacked the passion and fire he had with Kyla. It was difficult for him to get aroused. When Kyla cut him off, he channeled his anger, but that energy was short lived.
He tried to get Olivia to experiment, but she refused. She wouldn’t touch him unless he asked her to, and even then it was forced. He and Olivia had never been in sync sexually, and he attributed it to her lack of experience. He always felt that if they had slept together beforehand, he would have known they weren’t compatible. He was cool with her inexperience though, because he had Kyla, and she more than made up for what he was missing at home. Now that she was back in his life, he felt like a teenager.
He started planning his schedule, but first he’d make Kyla pay for the way she had treated him. It would take more than her showing up with only a pair of boots and a necklace on to get back into his good graces. No, she was going to have to play the game his way if she wanted him back. He picked up a couple of boxes of condoms and a couple of bottles of her favorite champagne.
He was getting excited, thinking about all the things he was going to do with her. They’d start in bed and work their way throughout the apartment. He was trying to figure out how he could spend the night with Kyla, and continue this freakfest throughout the night and into the morning. He closed his eyes and pictured her naked body, feeling himself getting excited. He looked at his watch, one o’clock. He rode up to the apartment, hoping she wasn’t there yet, because he wanted to shower first. He entered the apartment and looked around. It was just as he remembered.
He hopped into the shower, brushed his teeth and covered his body in baby oil and aftershave. Kyla was very particular, and dry, rough skin wasn’t acceptable. He finished preparing himself, grabbed the champagne and glasses, and placed them on the chest next to his side of the bed.
He looked at his watch, one-twenty. She’d be here any minute. He turned off the lights and waited. A couple of minutes later, he heard the door open, followed by the sound of stilettos tapping across the floor coming toward the bedroom. The closer the footsteps got to the bedroom, the more excited he grew.
He turned the lights on. “Sexy, come see how much I’ve missed you,” referring to the many times before, after a long separation, she’d asked him to show her how much he missed her. He pulled the sheet back revealing his excitement.
“Sexy, I’ve always pictured myself to be more cute,” Olivia said, as she stood staring at Eric in all his nakedness.
“Olivia!” The shock of seeing his wife drained his excitement.
“Get dressed. We need to talk.”
She picked up a glass of champagne and the bottle and walked back out to the living room.
He sat on the bed cursing to himself, trying to figure out what to say. He looked down at himself and he was as drained as a limp piece of spaghetti. He climbed out of bed, got dressed, and gulped down the other glass of champagne before joining Olivia in the living room. “Olivia.” She turned to face him. “Have a seat.”
“No, thank you.” She remembered what Kyla had said, and there was no way she was going to sit on anything in this apartment. She looked at him, waiting for him to say something.
“How…what…,” he didn’t know what to say.
“Let me. You know I’ve been trying to get an appointment with one of the hottest interior designers in the city, Kyla James.” He cringed. “Did you know she only takes referrals?” Still no reaction from him. “Turns out, she did DeeDee and Mike’s place. So I asked DeeDee to help me get an appointment with her.”
“What?”
“Imagine how delighted I was when I finally got a meeting with her. The joke was on me. Because all I had to do, was mention you.”
He swallowed hard. “Me?”
“Yeah. Seems the only name I needed to give her was yours.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Don’t insult my intelligence. She told me everything.”
“Everything?”
“Every little sordid, disgusting, perverted detail.” All the color drained from his face. “You might want to sit down.” He sat in the chair. “Want another glass of champagne?” she asked.
“No. I’m fine. What did she say?”
“She said some rather interesting things. However, I think the most shocking was how long you two had been together, six years.” She rested her hands on the back of the green chair and quickly pulled back, wiping her hands. She looked at him waiting on a reaction to her statement. “Nothing?” She folded her arms in front of her chest and continued. “She said she demanded you choose, and when she didn’t hear from you, she figured you had made your choice, me. Yippee.”
“Then why…”
