“How fun it must have been for you all to help Grayson cheat,” she said chattily. “You lying to me when I called the front desk,” she said, pointing to Nakamura. “You covering for him and pretending he was in a meeting when really he was out fucking someone else,” she added, pointing at Williams.
“And of course you lying to my face and telling me I had nothing to worry about,” she ended, turning to face the Chief.
I had never seen him look so knocked off balance.
They all looked somewhat uncomfortable.
Vivi was the only one who didn’t look uncomfortable.
“So sorry for the deception,” Vivi said, her smile stretched ghoulishly across her tight face. “That must have been so rough on you. It was necessary for the investigation, of course. But still. My heart just bleeds for you.”
I feel anger scour across my skin. Why had I never seen what an unpleasant pinched bitch she was? But my head wasn’t on fucking straight when I was fucking her.
She was obviously jealous because she remembered Clementine as this shy little thing who never put herself forward, and now she looked like sex on a stick.
“That’s ok,” my ex-wife responded sweetly. “I’m sorry for all the times you were deceived.”
The smile was still pasted on Viv’s frozen face.
“How exactly was I deceived?”
“Oh, Grayson is a real smooth operator. I bet he even told you some shit like that he only had sex with me when it was necessary to keep up the disguise. But all those dinner dates with you he canceled the last minute? Late-night fucks he called off? That time you were at the restaurant and he texted to say he couldn’t make it? He was fucking me. He fucked me all the time, Vivi. That tight sweet virgin pussy, you know.”
Vivi’s face fell almost comically.
“How dare you!” she cried, looking over at me. “That’s not true!”
Clementine crossed her legs, leaning back against the desk.
She couldn’t more visibly look like she didn’t give a shit.
“I assure you it is,” she said, glancing down at her nails, then pulling a little file from her purse.
Vivi was still staring at me, her eyes angry and red.
“You said you only fucked her a few times,” she said.
“I never said that,” I replied. “You assumed it. Look at her. You shouldn’t have deluded yourself.”
Let there be no doubt about whose side I am on. If only I hadn’t been so stupid back then.
Clementine flicked her eyes over to me, filing her nails with unconcern. “Of course, he was my first, so I didn’t really know what I was missing.”
Despite my resolve to keep my mouth shut except to apologize, I couldn’t help asking,
“What do you mean missing?”
“Well, you were faking loving me.” And here Clementine smiled at me, a tiny bit of her pink tongue flicking out mockingly. “And I faked it, too. Every time we were together.”
I heard various suppressed gasps.
“You were not faking it,” I said.
“Of course I was, darling,” she replied. “Every damn time. Big enough cock, but you don’t know the first damn thing about what to do with it.”
Nakamura suppressed a little choke of laughter.
I bit back my anger and chagrin at what she said.