Page 56 of Pelvic Flaws

As she chewed on her lip, I leaned in close to her ear and whispered against the shell of it.

“I like you and I want to see how this goes. It scares me too.”

Katie’s eyes shot open. “It does?”

“Yeah it does. I was with a woman for three years and never felt the excitement that I feel around you. I lived with her, yet when we split, I didn’t feel a fraction of the amount of fear as I did when I knew you were going to tell me that we couldn’t do this.”

Taking a deep breath, her eyelashes batted against her cheeks. “Really?”

“Yep, really. I have never been so grateful for a kid throwing up chunks as I was that night.”

Katie giggled. “Why?”

“Because it distracted you. Stopped you from over thinking. Now, as for Carl scaring me off, it ain’t gonna happen. Yeah, we might have done this all the wrong way around, forced the issue, and we can rein it back if you want, but I’m pretty happy the way things are. As for going too fast, well we ain’t young kids with years ahead of us. We’re both in our forties and I for one am pretty sure I know what I want by now, and you pretty much fit the bill.”

“I do?” she asked, her brows arched.

“Yep, you do.”

I landed a soft kiss on her lips and smiled when she gave a little moan of satisfaction.

“Okay,” I said. “Let’s get in there.”

Still gripping her hand, I made my way into the pub. As we walked through the door, there he was, Carl, Katie’s ex-husband and sitting with him was, who I assumed to be, his new wife. Katie had said she was younger and this woman was a lot younger than him, plus she was holding tightly to his hand that was resting on top of the table.

As we started towards them, Katie stopped and turned to me. “You never did say what you were disappointed about. When you picked me up, you said you were disappointed.”

I grinned and leaned closer. “I was going to say that I was disappointed that I couldn’t take you back to my place and kiss the hell out of you.”

Katie gave me a sexy little smile and then led me to the table.

Katie

When we reached the table my nerves increased tenfold. Sophie Tit Wank was looking absolutely picture perfect, beautiful. Her long black hair was perfectly straight and perfectly shiny, her skin was bronzed to perfection, and her eyes had been made up perfectly in a smoky, sultry way. Even the emerald green dress with little cap sleeves and a frill around the hem was perfect – I should know, I’d ordered it on line but had to send it back because you could see my knickers when I bent over. Plus, I was forty-five, I really shouldn’t have ordered it in the first place.

“Carl, Sophie,” I said. “You both okay?”

“Great thanks,” Sophie said, as Carl simply nodded.

“I didn’t know you were coming,” I said, looking at Sophie. “I thought it was just Carl.”

She smiled at me and then at Carl.

“I thought we should all be here,” Carl answered. “Sophie is their step-mum after all.”

I was fully aware of that and while I didn’t really have a problem with her being there, I had to wonder what the hell it had to do with her? Did she have a problem with Dex being around the kids as well?

As I contemplated everything, Dex let go of my hand and thrust his toward Carl.

“Nice to see you again, Carl.”

Carl nodded and shook Dex’s hand. “Yes, you too. This is my wife, Sophie.”

It was at that moment I suddenly realised that Sophie being there meant she was going to meet Dex. He was standing in front of her with a hand out to her at that very second. It was also that moment that I suddenly realised Dex was going to meet my younger and more beautiful replacement. Carl had found me attractive once, so wouldn’t it figure that Dex had the same taste as him, so would also find Sophie to be a much younger and more beautiful alternative?

I shifted from side to side as Dex shook Sophie’s hand, and I actually counted in my head how many seconds he held it for.

Okay, four seconds. That wasn’t too long, just three shakes. He didn’t grip her hand and his fingers didn’t linger in hers.

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