“So what can I do for you?” Rick tried to look as comfortable and confident as he could but deep down felt very intimidated by his wife’s boss.
“Rick I’m just going to come out and say it, but hear me out entirely.” That bit, at the very bottom of Rick’s stomach, started to churn.
“I’m in love with Alexis and I want a chance to spend some time with her, without her feeling guilty.” Ok not quite what I expected, this dick head is on drugs!
“I want to spend a week with her, a week where she can freely decide to do whatever it is she wants to.”
“You mean, you want to spend a week, fucking MY wife.” Bryce lent back and placed his leg across his knee taking a swig of the beer.
“If that’s what she wants to do then, Yes.”
“Are you for fucking real? You come into my house, asking permission to take my wife away for a week so you can throw money at her like a whore and convince her to sleep with you, you’re pathetic.” Rick was beyond shocked; he was outraged and offended on behalf of his wife.
“It’s not like that Rick, she has feelings for me and she has cravings that only I can cure.” Rick stood up.
“Get the fuck out of my house.” He pointed to the door, Bryce didn’t budge.
“I’m not finished. I’ll pay you $5,000,000.00 to give her permission to spend a guilt free week with me.”
“You are fucking insane.” Rick sat back down and put both his hands behind his head. 5 Mill, fuck that’s a lot of money, is he serious or yanking my chain?
“No, I’m not insane, I want a chance to show Alexis I love her and she does in fact love me too.” There’s no way in hell she could love an arrogant fucking self-centred prick like you.
“She’s not going to agree to this, I can guarantee you that.” Rick was sure Alexis could not possibly have fallen in love, with an obnoxious, arrogant, pig like this douche bag, she had more sense than that.
“If I accept, you do realise you are wasting your time and money, she won’t give you the time of day when she knows you’ve bought her, you obviously don’t know her too well.” Clearly the guy has money, but no brains.
“That’s why you need to keep your mouth shut about the money, if she finds out before our week is finished, the deal is off.”
“Ok Hot Shot, so what am I supposed to say after I’ve finished making love to my wife…….” Bryce cringed.
“Hey Babe, go and spend a week with your boss, fuck him, do whatever you like, it’ll be fine. Or hey Babe, ever heard of a Hall Pass?”
“That last one is an idea!” Bryce thought that the Hall Pass thing could possibly work. Rick just laughed.
“How’s that going to work, I’d have to want one too and I don’t.” Bryce put the beer down on the coffee table.
“That’s because you have already had one haven’t you? Oh, that’s right, you never had permission, because Alexis doesn’t know about it does she? Does Claire Longmire ring a bell?” Rick fidgeted in his seat.
“She does know about Claire.”
“But does she know the whole story?”
“You fucking son of a bitch!” Bryce stood up and went to the door.
“I want this to happen as soon as possible, I’m taking her to the Tel V Awards Monday night and she will be staying the night at my Hotel, so you might as well make this happen tomorrow. The money will be wired at the end of the week into an account of your choosing.” He opened the door.
“For all it’s worth Rick, I think you’re a good bloke and I’m sorry.” He shut the door and took off in his Lamborghini.
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
“Do we really have to leave? Surely we can just stay here forever and become lesbians and never have to deal with men and children again.”
“Seriously Steph? Na not for me, I’m strictly dickly.” Jade had finished folding her clothes perfectly into neat little piles and put them in her bag, Steph threw a handful of clothes at her.
“Here, now do mine.” She threw them back. I smiled at the girls, they didn’t have a care in the world, they were all so happy and their lives were so uncomplicated.
“You’re quiet.” Lil had come up behind me.
“Oh, just thinking about things.” I smiled warily at her.
“Seems like you have a lot to think about.” She squeezed me on the shoulder and left me to finish packing.
Danny dropped the girls’ home one by one, Tash being the last. He was getting her bag out of the trunk when she gave me a big hug.
“I don’t envy you Hun but you’ve got to get to the bottom of this and quick. Where are the kids going for school holidays on Monday?”