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Whiskey moves from next to me and strides toward her. All of a sudden, I feel as if I’m the interloper in this room. It’s funny because I am, and I know it. His hands touch her face, and he wipes away the tear with his thumb. Serena’s eyes stare right into Whiskey’s, I’m even starting to wonder how he can walk away from that. From her. Clearly, she loves him. And he obviously feels something for her too. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be holding her like she might break.
“Why, Corton? Why?” She says it with such pain laced in her tone. It’s interesting that she’s calling him by his last name.
I exhale, loudly. She seems to remember I’m here and looks back at me.
“Lottie, it’s time you leave.”
Whiskey pulls her face back to his, and she looks to him with hope.
I don’t argue, she can have him.
I have no care factor when it comes to Whiskey.
Even if it hurts just a little to walk out that door.
CHAPTER 14
WHISKEY
“Who is she?” Serena asks the minute the door closes behind Lottie, and I drop my hands from her face.
“I met her after you.”
“And what, you love her?”
“No,” I answer truthfully.
She looks at me confused. “That makes no sense, Corton. You either love her or me. Why pick her?” she asks.
“You can’t win this one, Serena. It’s Lottie I need to marry.” I don’t want to argue with her, but I know this is what she wants.
“No, it’s not. We can get on a plane to Vegas and get married again. It’s obvious she doesn’t even love you. I could see that by the way she looks at you. She practically ran out the door when you asked her to leave. All the while you stood in front of another woman. She doesn’t care. I do. I want you.”
I try not to smirk at the thought of Lottie wanting me to kiss her. I want to do exactly that, bite those fucking lips and claim her damn mouth. The urge is getting stronger each time she shows me her fiery sass.
“You should go.” I turn to walk back to the desk.
“Marry me, Corton. Please.” Her hands touch me, and she’s immediately pulling at my belt. Serena’s hand quickly goes down my pants until she has my cock in her hand. She strokes it and leans up close, so her lips are at my ear. I can’t deny, her hands feel amazing wrapped around my cock. “I know you love it when I wrap my lips around your cock. Let me take care of you, baby. I’ll make you remember why you married me in the first place.” Serena bites my ear, as I reach for her hand between us and pull it from my pants, my eyes travel up, and when they do, I notice Lottie is at the door looking in through the glass with a look of absolute disgust written all over her face. She turns and walks off.
“You should go, and don’t come back, Serena. I don’t love you.” I seethe, “And if you ever come in here again and do that shit when I am married, I will make you regret it, I gave you enough money to last you a lifetime. Leave. Now.”
“She isn’t even blonde!” she screams and walks out. I once had a thing for blondes, now it seems fiery red heads are more my type.
“You get your dick sucked by your ex often?” Her voice startles me, she’s sitting in my personal assistant’s seat. How long has she been here? It’s been hours since Serena left.
“Where have you been?” I ask.
“Around.” She’s spinning in the seat like a child would. Now is not the time for games nor her sass. I walk over and stop her mid spin. She looks up to me with an abundance of hate and with her eyes narrowed in on me, the fire in her eyes make me want to lean in and extinguish it with my mouth. “Not sucking dick… that’s for sure.”
“You should have left.”
“So you can have your dick sucked in private?” she asks, her eyes not even blinking.
“No, I don’t mind an audience,” I answer her back, making her stand.
She pushes her hand against my chest in anger, and my cock instantly hardens at her touch.
“No. We already know that since you like to record it. Tell me, do you do that to all the woman you fuck?”
