her. “If you want to go in with me, you’re more than welcome.”
Tennessee shifts her gaze from mine to over my shoulder as she looks back at Susan. She shakes her head. “Honestly, as much as I want to see her reaction. I think it would be better if you did this without me.”
Dipping my chin, I touch my mouth to hers. “Door will be unlocked, come in anytime.”
She laughs. “Okay, Landry.”
Touching my mouth to hers, I take a step back giving her a wink, then I wipe the expression from my face and turn to Susan. She rolls her eyes as I walk toward the door and unlock it. Opening it, I hold it open for her to walk through, but not because I’m a gentleman, because I want to make sure she doesn’t lock it.
She walks directly toward the chair that is across from my desk and sinks down. I watch as she crosses her legs, then tugs her skirt up shorter. There is no denying that Susan is beautiful. She’s almost flawless, I know because I paid the plastic surgeon’s bills that made her that way.
“You wanted to see me, though I’m not sure why, everything will be final in just a few short days.”
I hum, walking over to my seat and sink down. Looking across the desk from her, I clear my throat. I wonder how long I can keep her in suspense, then I wonder what she’s going to say to me, if she’s going to try and defend her choices, or admit to them.
“You know, I found out something about you. I debated even telling you that I knew. Then, I thought about what you put Tennessee through and I decided, fuck that.”
“Shut up,” she snaps.
Shaking my head, I snort. “I don’t think that I will.”
“Landry,” she warns.
My lips turn up into a grin. “You’ve been bad, for a lot of years, Susan. If your circle of friends knew about this extra addiction you have, and this supplemental income it earns, they may ostracize you and it wouldn’t have anything to do with me or this divorce, either.”
“Shut up,” she says again through gritted teeth.
Standing up, I walk over to my window. This is one of the last times that I’ll have this view and if you would have asked me six months ago, I would have said I would fight for this building until the death, but not today.
Today, I’m excited for the rebranding, the starting over, the future. Six months ago, every day was gray and bleak. It’s different now, now that I’ve found love. Now that my life is complete, my children are grown and on their way to find their own happiness and me? I’ve found mine and I’m never letting it go.
Turning around, I level her with a gaze. I am not going to let her walk out of here without saying the words to her face. Without asking her why the fuck she would do what she’s done? Without making her hear it all from my mouth.
This moment is my closure. I fucking deserve this shit.
“You’ve been selling your body, Susan. Haven’t you?” I ask.
She narrows her gaze on me, crossing her arms beneath her breasts, but doesn’t speak. Tilting my head to the side, I wait. I can wait, I’ve cleared my schedule for the day just for this. I don’t move. I don’t speak.
I watch and I wait.
Susan throws her hands in the air with a huff. “Fine. You want to know?” she sneers.
She’s going to say something really hateful, and I’m ready for it. I’m braced. In all honesty, her words haven’t had the power to hurt me in so long, I’ve forgotten the last time that they even did.
“I’m a grown woman. I need sex and I wanted it from men who would fuck me like they meant it. I’d just had a baby, I wanted to feel something other than what I was feeling. The first time was for fun, after that, I couldn’t help it. Those men fucked me. They didn’t give a shit about my feelings, they wanted it dirty and raw.”
I nod my head with a hum. “But you wanted the lifestyle my money and familial status gave you. Why did you even get pregnant?”
She shakes her head. “You wanted children. I couldn’t let you just go roaming too.”
“How long did you cheat on me?”
She presses her lips together. I think that she’s not going to answer me, but then