Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 77857 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77857 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Five days ago, she had been in love with me. That didn’t look like she loved me. That looked like she was willing and ready for the next guy to come along who would fuck her brains out. She was a sex addict. I’d taken my dick away, so she was shopping for a new one.
Slamming through the house, I went to my room, shaking with rage. The pain in my chest and sick rolling in my stomach didn’t help. I grabbed the first thing I came to, which was a lamp, and threw it against the wall. I seethed as I watched it shatter and fall to the floor. My gaze swung to the snacks I had in here for her. Those needed to be gone. I wanted all fucking memories of her out of here. Shoving the snacks into the closest garbage, I tied it up and set it outside my door. I’d take it down later. For now, it had to be out of my sight.
Reaching for my phone, I scrolled through my Contacts until I found Bea’s number. This time, I wasn’t going to picture Gypsi. I was going to get her the fuck out of my head.
Gypsi
Seven Days Since Trev Walked Out of My Room
Mom and Garrett had left before sunrise to go to New York. Garrett had set up appointments for her to meet with wedding dress designers. The next Mrs. Hughes had to have a one-of-a-kind wedding dress.
Today, I was supposed to meet with Maddy at the stables and start my new job. If it wasn’t for the fact that I knew Trev had come home—because I’d heard Garrett mention it yesterday—and I still hadn’t seen him, I would be more excited about today. Knowing Trev was hiding from me was difficult. I hated that this was what we had turned into.
When I stepped into the dining room for breakfast, Trev was sitting at the end of the table. He lifted his gaze to mine and then picked up his cup of coffee. I stood there, staring at him like an idiot, but no words came. Just seeing his face again made my chest warm. It eased some of the pain.
“Excuse me,” a female voice said behind me.
I stepped out of the way automatically, and Bea—topless pool girl—walked past me, wearing only one of Trev’s shirts.
“I couldn’t find the Splenda,” she told him.
“I’m sorry,” he replied, smiling at her. “Do you want me to go look?” Then, he shifted his gaze to me. “Do you know where the Splenda is, Gypsi?”
I shook my head.
He turned back to her. “I can go look,” he told her.
“I don’t have to drink coffee,” she said, then leaned down to kiss him.
Numbly, I stood there as he ran his hand under the shirt she had on and grabbed her ass. She was here the morning after. This wasn’t a hotel room. She had slept in his bed. She had woken up with him. He was having breakfast with her. Everything he had told me was a lie.
I turned and ran. I headed for the front door. I had to get out of this house. Away from that. If I’d had anything left for Trev to break, he’d just crushed it into a million pieces. Opening the door, I headed outside. A sob escaped me as I made my way to the stables. I couldn’t go into Maddy’s office like this, but I wasn’t about to go in that house.
Why was it that when I finally fell in love, when I let myself feel something, that it was tragic?
“Gypsi?”
I lifted my eyes from the ground to see Maddy standing outside the stables. She was walking from her car. I was too early. The concerned look on her face as she looked at my tear-streaked one was embarrassing. I came to a stop and wiped at the tears on my cheeks.
“Sorry, I, uh, just needed some air. I’m not rushing you. I will just walk around a bit,” I told her.
She glanced up at the house, then back at me. “You can come with me to the office and tell me what my brother-in-law did.”
I shook my head. “No. That’s okay. It’s nothing. All my fault.”
Maddy put a hand on her hip. “I love Trev. But I also know him. He means well, but he’s not the best when it comes to handling girls.”
I wasn’t going to do this. By talking to one of them, it would feel like I was trying to get his family to side with me. I wouldn’t do that.
“No, really. Trev was honest with me from the very beginning. Very honest. He made no promises. The thing we had, it’s over. We will be family soon. I just … it’s just hard to see him with someone else. And that is all on me. Not him.”