Suddenly Dirty(69)

“What the fuck are you doing here?” I question him, my eyes darting around the room hoping that Evan doesn’t walk over, because I’m pretty sure he would punch Beau in the face if he sees him.#p#分页标题#e#

“I had nowhere else to go; everything is fucked up,” he says, hanging his head. As he looks back up at me, I notice the black bags under his eyes. Looks like Beau has lost weight as well. Hang on, why the hell is he in London and not at home with his wife and baby? I don’t understand.

“You have two seconds to fuck off before I call security. Go home to your family you’re not welcome here.”

Hearing my comments, Beau takes a step back like I had punched him. I can see my words have hurt him but I didn’t care. My life is finally getting back on track. I don’t need my ex-husband coming in and fucking everything up. We are over; we have been for over six months. There is nothing more to say.

“The baby isn’t mine.” Beau confesses.

Everything stops, the lights in the club start to blur, I can feel my throat closing up. I need air, it’s too damn crowded on the dance floor. Pushing myself through the crowd away from Beau, I finally make it off the dance floor, the cool air hitting my face. I feel someone behind me, Beau starts talking again.

“I’m sorry to spring this on you; I have no one else to talk to. Everything I thought I knew wasn’t true. My whole life is one big fuck up.” Beau is on the verge of tears as he rakes his hands through his blonde hair.

Seriously, this cannot be happening to me right now.

Placing his hand on my arm, he whispers, “Please Sisi, I just need to talk to you.”

Pulling my arm away, I yell, “There’s nothing you can say to me Beau that will change a thing.” I see the hurt and anguish in his eyes and I am trying hard not to give a fuck but ten years of loving and caring for someone is hard to wipe away, especially when they are standing in front of you.

“Can we get out of here and talk?” He asks, giving me a hopeful smile.

“No, Beau, I’m here with my boyfriend,” I respond in a harsh tone. He tenses at the mention of my boyfriend.

“That’s right, Evan Wyld.” Beau laughs. “Who knew you would end up with your hall pass?” He says, shaking his head as if he couldn’t believe it.

“I’m sorry, Beau, I just can’t,” I state, wrapping my arms around my body to try and protect myself from him.

“Please, just coffee, I just need to talk. Things are about to happen in Australia. I just want to tell you first before it’s splashed all over the papers.”

Huh, now my heart is thundering in my chest, sweat prickling my skin. What is he talking about? Pulling out a scrap of paper he hands it to me.

“Here is my London info. I’m staying with Angus over in Chelsea. I’m going to be there for a while. Please, if you could just give me a moment then I promise I won’t bother you ever again. I need to talk to you Sisi.”

Clutching the paper in my hand, the desperation in Beau’s voice was worrying.

“Okay, I’ll meet you tomorrow around 11 am at Angus’ house.” I had a feeling I was doing something wrong here by agreeing to see him but I was curious at what was going on and why he is so desperate to see me.

Leaning over Beau gives me a kiss on the cheek. “Thank you, Sisi. You’re looking good by the way.” Then he disappears into the night effectively putting an end to my happy mood.

***

Evan was still sleeping when I left the hotel. I know I should have told him but what could I say. Oh hey, my ex-husband just randomly turned up and needs to talk to me and I think I should go. Fuck, Evan would have a heart attack, probably hunt Beau down and give him some sort of warning. Hopefully, I will be back before he wakes up. He doesn’t need to know, not yet anyway, unless something serious is going to happen. I’m hoping it will be fine. I look around and make sure there is no paparazzi about as I step into the London black cab. Looking behind me making sure no one is following me, seeing nothing out of the ordinary but I still can’t relax. The last thing I need is photo’s of Beau and I together.#p#分页标题#e#

Ringing the doorbell of the Chelsea mansion, Beau opens the door with a relaxed smile on his face.

“You came,” he says, looking surprised. Yeah, I am surprised I am here as well.

“I’m still wondering why.”

Beau’s been around me long enough to realize I am not happy.

“I’ve got coffee and some doughnuts in the kitchen.”

He’s trying to sweeten me up with two of my favorite things.