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“Is this your version of an apology?”
“I was getting there,” she said. “Sorry.”
“You’re completely forgiven.” I smiled and started to walk away. “I’ll see you at home.”
“Wait. We’re flying back to Vegas together, right?”
“No, but you’re more than welcome to ride to the airport with me and wait for your own takeoff,” I said.
She crossed her arms, looking confused.
“Since you flew here late, the pilot you came here with will take you back late. Otherwise, how will you ever learn your lesson about time?”
“Is this some type of joke?”
“Do you hear me laughing?”
She tapped her heel against the floor, pursing her lips again. “For the record, being married to you these past several days has made me hate you in a way I didn’t before. You’re a fucking terrible husband.”
“That feeling is now mutual, Mrs. Carter.” I smiled at her. “Have a safe flight.”
TWENTY THREE
TWELVE DAYS AFTER SAYING “I DO”
TATIANA
Las Vegas, Nevada
Text from My Terrible Husband:
We need to talk. Come see me.
Me:
No, we don’t. I’ll pass.
Text from My Terrible Husband
I’m asking you nicely.
Me:
ask. (verb) to put a question to; inquire of; a request in order to obtain an answer or some information.
Please save that definition to your phone and try again.
He didn’t respond.
Figures.
I set down my phone and pulled out one of my business books. I read through the first few chapters, highlighting all the mistakes I’d made when I built my brand.
In the middle of analyzing my profit and loss sheet, a brutal chill kissed my shoulders.
Why is it so cold in here all of a sudden?
Putting on a sweater, I started to call Travis’s housekeeper, but the sound ofSailor Moon’stheme song caught my attention.
