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I tilt my head and think back to that day, which seems like a lifetime ago. “Don’t trust anyone. Stay true to yourself, but don’t tolerate any disrespect.”

“Be careful tonight and don’t let anyone fuck with you.” He kisses my cheek.

CHAPTER 22

SCARLETT

I’ve never been so bored in my life. You would think these people would talk about something interesting, but nope. It’s all about the money they have and the things they spend it on. I don’t give a shit about their vacation in the Maldives.

And I really don’t care about the new Botox and BBLs they got.

But as Emerson’s wife, I plaster a smile on my face, one so fake it hurts, and nod along like it's the best thing I’ve ever heard.

Also, if another person comes up to me and touches my stomach, gushing over me being pregnant, I will take one of the forks from the buffet table and stab them in the fucking eye.

“How are you doing, Little Star?” Emerson murmurs in my ear as the most recent people we were schmoozing drift away.

“Would you be offended if I told you I’d rather be home in bed, curled up in a soft blanket and watching a movie right now? Or you know, getting my nails pulled off one by one, because both sound way better than this,” I grumble. Maybe I’m a little moody, pregnancy hormones can do that to you.

He chuckles, wrapping his arm around my shoulder and kissing the top of my head. “Not at all, baby. I’m not a big fan of these things either. I’d much rather be at home with you and Alistair. Although, watching a movie is not what we’d be doing.” I shiver at the husky tone in his voice.

“Emerson,” I whine.

“What?” He looks at me with amusement.

“I’m all over the place right now. I’m bored and annoyed with this party. But my feet are also killing me in these heels. I’m about to take them off and walk around barefoot, and now I’m also horny. I feel like an absolute basket case.”

Emerson moves in front of me and pulls me into his arms. “Well, I can’t do much about the dullness of this party, it was planned by Bonnie after all.” He rolls his eyes. “But I can help with the other two once we leave. How about another half hour and then we can go. That will give me some time to talk business with a few more men.”

“Fine,” I sigh. “But when we get home, I expect a good fucking. I mean the kind that puts me into a coma.” I give him a stern look.

He lets out a low rumbling growl. “That's something I can do, my little wife.” He kisses me until I’m putty in his arms. Fuck, and now I’m wet.

When we break apart, I’m breathless. “And I want Alistair to rub my feet.”

Emerson shakes his head, a handsome smile I don’t see too often gracing his lips and making my heart skip a beat. “You know he would love to. That man will find any reason to have his hands on you.”

“I know. I love it.” I give him a beaming smile.

“Charlotte, love, come with me.” Bonnie appears out of nowhere like a back rash. “The girls are just dying to meet my new daughter-in-law.”

“It’s Scarlett.” I give her a fake, sugary-sweet smile.

“Right, right, I’m sorry. My bad.” Her laugh makes me want to claw at my ears. “Anyway, come, come.”

I look at Emerson for help. He’s glaring at Bonnie like he’d like to shoot her. But looks down at me. “Go chat for a bit. I’ll do what I need and then we can leave.”

“What, leave? So soon?” Bonnie pouts.

“Sorry Connie, but you know being pregnant and all, it takes a lot out of me.” I sigh, rubbing my belly.

Her lip twitches. “It’s Bonnie.”

“Oh, right, of course. My bad.” I bat my eyelashes. God, I hate this woman.

She gives me a fake laugh and waves me off. “Just means we need to spend more time together so we can remember who the other is,” she says, grabbing my arm a little too tightly and dragging me over to her group of friends.

If this bitch doesn’t take her fucking hands off me, I just might bite her like a damn dog. In regards to spending more time with her, I’d rather swallow glass, thanks.

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