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“Yes.” It had to be, she told herself. No more heart-thundering sex. No more lusty rendezvous.
He leaned back, his massive body sinking into the sofa. “I’m going to miss being with you.”
“I’ll miss being with you, too.” She wasn’t going to lie or pretend otherwise. “This wasn’t an easy decision.”
“Then maybe you shouldn’t end it so soon. We can keep doing it for a while and see how it goes. Being a mom doesn’t mean you’re not allowed to have a lover.”
“I know. But I’m trying to do the right thing, and sneaking off with you isn’t going to help my cause. There’s no future in it. We’re divorced,” she reminded him.
“I’m well aware of our relationship status.” He tugged at his tie, as if the perfectly tied knot was starting to choke him. “But I never would’ve filed the papers if you’d held up your end of the bargain. When we first got together, you told me that you were done with acting. But then you took that damned sequel. Your old producer called, and you went running.”
She narrowed her eyes, irked that he was inciting the same old argument, spinning the narrative to suit him. “I had a right to change my mind. Being an actor makes me happy.”
“Oh, really? Then why were you so miserable half the time?”
“I was only miserable when it wasn’t going well.” She’d made it big at nine years old, and by the time her stardom had ended, she was a teenager, struggling to find her footing. A phase that had lasted through her twenties, when she’d fallen head over heels in love with him. A mistake, if there ever was one. “Everyone else wanted me to succeed again. My mom, your family. Everyone except you.” She glared at him. “You’re the least supportive person I know.”
He loosened his tie all the way. “I supported you plenty. Besides, you knew that I never wanted to be married to a celebrity. That it was a deal breaker for me.”
She huffed out a breath. “You didn’t even try to compromise.”
“Damn it, Margot, I wanted a conventional life with you. Not all of the TV-star hoopla.”
“It’s not hoopla. It’s my job,” she shot back.
“A job you chose over me.”
“I didn’t choose it over you. I wanted my old career back. But you refused to listen to my side of it.”
“You didn’t care about my side of it, either.”
“Yes, I did.” She’d taken his issues into consideration. She’d stressed and worried about his feelings. But she’d been foolish in believing that he’d loved her enough to make it work. “You divorced me, not the other way around.”
“What was the point of staying together if all we did was fight? I did you a favor by leaving.”
She mocked him. “Lucky me, having such a considerate husband. But you know what? You need to go now.”
“Gladly.” He stood, coming to his towering height.
At five-nine, Margot was considered tall, too. But with his size and strength, he was Hulk material. She used to tease him and say that she was going to paint him green. Now she just wanted to knock him flat on his ass.
He polished off the rest of his beer. “I’ll bet that after I’m gone, you’re going to run right over to Bailey’s and bitch to her about me.”
“I can share my feelings with her if I want to.” She wasn’t going to let him control her friendship with his sister.
“This is bullshit.”
“If you say so.” She gestured to the front door, but he didn’t leave. Instead, he went into the kitchen to rinse out the empty bottle and put it in the recycling container below the sink.
She dogged him. “Look at you. Mr. Tidy.”
“So, I’m not a slob. Not like you.”
Margot gritted her teeth. “I’m not a slob. A little disorganized, maybe. But that’s not the same as being messy.”
“Are you kidding? You never clean up after yourself.” He glanced at her sparkling counters. “At least you have a great maid service. It’s obvious they were here this morning.”
“Whatever.” It was true, her housekeeper had been there. “Just get out of my sight and don’t ever come back.”
