(This is a bit short… my apologies…)
This is part 18 of secret admirer. ♥
[Previously posted: part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8, part 9, part 10, part 11, part 12, part 13, part 14, part 15, part 16, part 17]
“Oh no…” I was horrified by the name on the screen. “It’s Donna.”
“What could she possibly want now?”
“I have no idea, but if I don’t answer, she’ll keep calling… I’d rather get this over with…”
“Do you want me to talk to her? I can think of a few things to say…”
I smiled to him before I answered.
“Hello, Donna.” What the fuck do you want?
“Amy, I called to tell you that I’ve thought about it and I’ve decided I don’t want you at the funeral.”
“That’s not up to you, Donna.” Oh hell. I wish I didn’t have to be there! But despite everything, he was my husband. I did love him once. Maybe.
“I think it is up to me. After this morning, I definitely think it is.”
“Because I told you the truth about Dan?”
“No. Because I learned the truth about you.”
“You accused Daniel of cheating but you’re the cheater.”
“I never cheated!” I turned to Greg. He looked horrified. And a tear fell onto my cheek.
“You’re lying, Amy. I was at the house. I’m not an idiot.”
Oh, you’re an idiot. “What are you talking about?” Oh, I knew what she was talking about. But I didn’t cheat. And I wasn’t going to make this easy for her.
“I saw those two mugs sitting by the sink. I saw a strange car in front of the house. Someone was there. Where was he? In the closet?” She made no effort to curb her sarcasm.
“Donna, my mother was over.” That’s not technically a lie… Mom was here.
“And the car? I’m sure you have an explanation for that, too.”
She obviously doesn’t believe anything I’m saying. I should make something up. Hell, Greg’s car was on the street. He could have been visiting my neighbor. “I don’t know everyone who parks on my street.”
“I knew you wouldn’t admit it.” She sighed dramatically to be sure I heard it. “I would prefer if you didn’t come to the funeral.”
“He was my husband. I’m going to be there.”
“I hope you change your mind.”
I didn’t have to speak another word. She disconnected.
I took a deep breath and closed my eyes as I exhaled. I rested my phone on the table and turned to Greg. Still sitting there. Bare-chested and irresistible. And knowing our moment was ruined.
I wiped a few tears from my face. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have answered. I should have just turned my phone off. I’m sorry I let her ruin this. I…”
“Amy, stop.” His fingers slipped into my hair.
“Shh.” He pulled my head closer to his and kissed my hair near my temple. And he made me sigh.
“I am so sorry…” I felt terrible. His beautiful bare chest begged for my touch but in my head, Donna’s horrible voice was deafening.
“Oh honey.” I felt his sigh and another sweet kiss on my head. “It’s okay. Everything is okay.”
“No, it’s not.” More tears fell from my eyes. “She thinks I’m a disgusting whore.”
With his hand still in my hair, he pulled away until his eyes met mine. “But you know you’re not. Amy, you didn’t even kiss me until Dan was gone…”
“But I was in love with you way before that.” Oh God. I just said that. I’m not sure I even realized how true it was until that moment.
To be continued…