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“A couple nights ago, on her birthday, she got shitfaced in a club.I brought her home, and some paps took some pictures.”
She tried to find it on her phone.“This?This stupid thing that’s on some TMZ-wanna-be website?This is why I’m packing her stuff?”She held out my phone.
“My dad was pissed,” I defended.
“Your… dad.And he told you to fire her?Because I’m no politician, but that just makes it look like there was something to see.”
“There was nothing to see, Catherine.”
“Oh, please.I’m mentally unstable but I can see when two people have it bad for each other.”
“I don’t ‘have it bad’ for her.”I lied.
“You eye fuck her every chance you get.And don't think I don't notice the way you casually brush too close to her.Call Elle.Call her right now.This was a stupid fucking move, and you still have time to fix it.”
“Fix what?”
“All of it!”she whisper-yelled, hitting me on the shoulder.“Get your girl back, dummy!”
“I’m not calling Elle.She’s working.”
“Well then, I will.”She gave me a pointed look as she hit the buttons to call Eleanor.
“Hey, what’s up?”Elle’s voice entered the room.
“Hi.I need you to talk sense into your ex-husband,” Catherine instructed.“Seems there was a photo in a rag insinuating that he and Candi are an item, and he fired her.”
“Mason, what the fuck?”Elle’s voice boomed.“Undo it.Call that girl upright this minuteand get her back.This was not the strategy we discussed.Firing her was not ignoring it.I thought you loved her.Don’t be a fucking idiot.”
I didn’t want to have this discussion in front of Catherine, whose eyes were now as wide as saucers.She clearly figured out something was going on, but I didn’t want to confirm anything.“It’s not that simple,” I responded.“I just fired her.Now I’m supposed to say, ‘whoops, that was the wrong political move.You need to come back and stay with me, my kid, and my baby mama.’”
“I’ll leave right now,” Catherine said, chin in the air.
“Look, I need to go take care of something,” Elle said.“Just don’t do anything stupid in the next hour and I’ll call you then.Okay, Mason?”
I grumbled my assent.“Told you,” Catherine snapped.Narrowing her eyes at me she asked, “Did you break that poor girl’s heart?”
“We were never together,” I sighed.
“That’s not what I asked.But you answered it anyway.If you like her, you need to go.Don’t waste time being an idiot.”She walked back into the bedroom with what I could only assume were her own regrets.
“What the fuckwere you thinking, you idiot?”Elle chastised me via FaceTime an hour later.I sat on my bed and listened as she ranted, knowing better than to interrupt.“If someone notices she’s suddenly no longer the nanny, more people are going to look into it.I told you to ignore the whole thing and let it disappear.Why ask my advice if you don’t plan to follow it?God, your father probably thinks this ill-advised move was one I devised, and I want to go on the record and say fuck no.This now has the potential to be something.But the real issue here?What happened to thinking you love her?That just went away the second it looked like some low-budget gossip mag takes a single picture?That’s bullshit.”She went silent for a few seconds.
“Is it my turn to talk?”I asked.
“This better be good, Davis.”
“I fucked up the optics, but I can’t live with her feet from my fucking bedroom and not touch her.It’s too much.I’ve been doing it for months and every day another piece of my soul dies.”
“I thought you loved her.”
“I do!”
“So why the fuck did you excommunicate her?”Elle shrieked.
“Are you drunk?”I asked, knowing she was usually much more even keeled.
She gave a shrug of her shoulder.“A bit high, but my question stands.”
