Page 10 of The Wrong Guy

I shrug my shoulders. “I know I need to get over Derek, and I think I am. However, I’m not sure if I’m ready to date.”

“Who said anything about dating?”

I shove a bite of the ham and cheese omelet in my mouth and almost choke on the ooey-gooey cheese. “Why are you so horny?”

She giggles. “I wouldn’t consider me horny… More of an equal opportunist.”

“I promise I will get back out there eventually. Brit, shit with Derek just got too real, and now I’m hurting.”

“What happened?”

“Stavros, my brother’s friend, told me that Derek had a secret bank account with my name on it,” I explain. “Not only that but there is a lot of money in the accounts. I want to know where the money came from, and I want to know why he thought it was okay to hide it from me. I’m not some greedy person or something. I never wanted to depend on him like that,” I blurted out. As soon as the words leave my mouth, I realize how hurt I genuinely am. I realize how upset I am that my whole marriage was practically a lie.

I start crying a little before shoving my emotions back down again.

“I’m sorry,” I whisper.

“I think you’re okay. I think you’ll be okay, but it will take time,” Britney soothes and taps my hand.

“I’m so sorry I ruined our night out.”

“Look, the more you apologize, the more I want to hit you upside the head.”

We shove the rest of our breakfast in our mouths and then chug the rest of our coffee. By the time we are done and pay, it is after three in the morning.

“Tomorrow morning is going to suck,” I whisper.

Britney shrugs. “Too bad we aren’t in college anymore. We could keep drinking and puke and rally,” she mutters and nudges me.

My head is starting to get cloudy with sleep.

Chapter Eight

Audrina

It isn’t long before Friday, and I’m getting dressed for another meeting with the gorgeous Stavros. I’m doing my best not to look horrible but to not look like I’m trying hard. I’m trying to balance because I don’t want to look like a floozy.

I’m zipping myself in a black and grey suit dress, which is just enough to make me feel capable. I’m worried about this meeting because what happens if I lose everything?

I don’t have much, but Derek has many hidden in these secret bank accounts. How long has he had these bank accounts?

There are a lot of questions I do have about everything. I wonder if I’m ever going to get the answers that are needed.

I stare at myself in the mirror and realize that my curls have gone flat and my mascara might be a little too heavy. Damn it.

My phone pings from my bed, and I reach over to check it.

ANDREAS: Don’t worry about anything today. Stavros is going to be great.

ME: I’m freaking out

ANDREAS: Stop being a girl

ME: I am a girl. Did you forget about that part all of these years

ANDREAS: Mom should have swallowed you

ME: You’re horrible

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