Page 2 of Daddy's Curvy Girl

“Hey, Maddie,” I hear her say and look up and see that she’s on her cell talking. “Are you free tonight? You are, that’s great, see Bea is going to dump that useless ass of a boyfriend and she’ll need someone to celebrate with.” She beams at me, bouncing in her seat. “That’s awesome, you’ll have so much fun. I want to hear all about it tomorrow at the shower.”

“What did you do?” I hiss when she ends the call.

She smiles sweetly at me. “I did what you wouldn’t have done. I made sure that you wouldn’t wallow in self-pity.” She crosses her arms over her chest. “I’m just sad that I won’t be able to see Scott’s face when you dump him. He’s a self-righteous and cocky prick, it’s going to be a blow to his ego.”

I roll my eyes, Carly is so dramatic. If she wasn’t a maternity nurse, she’d have a great career in acting.

“He’s not that bad,” I lie.

She glares at me. “He is. You’re beautiful, Bea, but you have such low self-esteem that you date guys that have very little going on upstairs.”

I grin. “He had a lot going on downstairs though,” I quip.

Carly sucks in a sharp breath while trying to laugh, it ends up sounding like a snort. She claps her hand over her mouth, her shoulders shaking. “God, Bea, that’s too much information. I didn’t need to know that.”

I stick out my tongue. Oh, well, now she does.

* * *

Mrs. Abbot opens the door with a warm smile on her face. The woman is in her late fifties and such a beautiful soul, she’s always welcomed me with open arms. She has three sons, Scott being the youngest. “Bea, it’s so lovely to see you, I didn’t know that you would be coming today, I would have cooked some dinner.”

She’s so damn lovely. “That’s okay, Mrs. Abbot, I’ll not be staying long, I just wanted to talk to Scott, is he here?”

The smile falls from her face. “He is, dear, why don’t you go ahead and see him. You know the way.”

I have a feeling that she knows what’s about to happen. It’s the worst part of breaking up, you don’t just lose the relationship you have with your partner, but the relationships with others that come with it. His mom is so sweet and it’s going to be hard not seeing her again.

I walk through the house toward the back where the converted garage is. I push open the door and see him, he’s playing on his games console, beer bottles scattered over the floor, along with takeout containers, and trash. But what catches my attention is the pair of red thongs that are lying among the rubble. They’re clearly not mine, about three sizes too small for me.

I get it now. It’s all become clear, he’s been distant because he’s got someone else.

“Hey babe, this is an awesome surprise,” he says as he gives me that cocky as hell grin. “Missed me, huh?”

“Like a hole in the head,” I reply. “Look Scott, this isn’t working for me and it’s best if we just end it here.”

His lips part and his brows furrow. “What?” he hisses. “What did you just say?”

I put my hands on my hips and sigh. “Look, I’m not blind, the panties on the floor tell me that you’re cheating. I don’t care how many others there have been, one is too many. I’m done, I’m not putting up with this. I won’t be pushed aside while you fuck someone else only for you to come back when you’re finished with them. I deserve better and I’m going to get it. Goodbye Scott.”

I don’t let him respond, I turn on my heel, my head held high as I walk away from him. I don’t feel sadness, just disappointment. I should have known that it wasn’t going to go anywhere. I just need to focus on me right now. I can’t seem to find a man that wants me for who I am.

Tonight, I will go out, get drunk, and have fun. I’m hoping that it’s going to be a great time. Just Maddie and I letting loose.

Chapter2

Harlan

“James,” I snap as I look at the email in front of me. What the fuck is going on.

I hit the intercom and call Anna-Beth. “Set up a meeting. Everyone is to be in attendance.”

“Yes, sir, when would you like it set up for?” she asks, a little shyly, but she’ll get there. She’s only been working as my assistant for two weeks and she’s already done better than the previous employee.

“Now.”

“Um, of course, I’ll set it up,” she stammers.

I read through the email once again, double checking that it is indeed what I’m seeing. Fuck. He’s sealed his fate, the fucker has given another company important information on a client. Something that he shouldn’t even know about. I own Hartford Global, an acquisitions and merger company, one of the biggest companies in the country and this fucking fool is giving information to other companies.

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