The Bad Boy's Biggest Mistake(28)
Marla smiled and turned to her boss.
“I’ve got the station. Go and have lunch.”
Vicki waited, pensively.
“Let’s go somewhere else to eat,” he said. Tristan took her hand, locked the station and turned on the cell phone connected to the station. They walked hand in hand behind the back of the station. A park was several feet away with a picnic area. The park was only one of two. This park was for mothers and their children while the bigger park hosted the fairs and festivals Law Castle held.
“Did you see what I ordered for lunch?” he asked.
“No. I thought it would be a surprise. You like feeding me.”
His arm banded around her waist. “Of course I like feeding you. You’re way too thin.”
He fell silent. Every time he referred to her weight Vicki couldn’t help but remember the reason why she was slender. Eating after losing her child felt wrong.
“It’s in the past, Tristan,” she said. Part of her knew he was hurting from their loss of a baby.
“It will never be in the past for me. At times I wish I could go back and change everything.”
She turned to him, wrapped her arms around his neck and held him close.
“I’m here now.”
“I know.” He pressed his face against her neck, breathing in her scent. “I should have divorced Kate a long time ago.”
Vicki didn’t say anything else while they sat down on the dry grass. Tristan took the bag from her and handed her some noodles. She accepted the food with a smile. He smiled back, but it didn’t reach his eyes.
“You’re sad,” she said.
“Yeah, I am.” Denying his feelings would have been a waste of time. She understood him better than he realised.
They sat down and ate their food.
“Kate’s making it difficult for me to divorce her.”
“Why?”
“The guy who came in to see me, he’s the guy I was telling you about.”
“Which one?” Vicki asked.
“The one who gave Kate what she needed.”
Vicki listened and was shocked by everything he said. His wife didn’t sound like a nice person at all.
“So, you’re rich?” she asked, laughing.
“Yeah. I’ve got a trust fund my dad set up before he died. There are shares and stuff, and over the years it amounted up. I don’t have to worry about money ever again.” He chuckled. “I don’t even have to have this job. I’ve never been the kind of guy to be waited on.”
“I never thought you were,” Vicki said. “Why are you sharing all this with me?” She turned toward him curious of the answer.
He reached out, caressing her cheek. Before she gave herself time to doubt her actions she pressed her lips to his. Tristan moaned, and his hand moved to her neck. He tilted her head back to deepen the kiss.
Her nipples tightened, and her pussy clenched. Her arousal drenched her panties. She’d been so long without any touch, and she yearned for more of him. They’d been together a matter of days, and already she wanted to touch and to taste him.
Tristan stopped the kiss. “Not here and not now.”
“What do you mean?” she asked.
“I’ve got to get Kate to agree to the divorce proceedings before I’m with you again,” Tristan said. His head rested against hers.
“What?”
“I’m not risking Kate dragging your name through the mud because I can’t keep my dick in my pants.” Tristan went to his knees before her.
“I’m going to be leaving Law Castle, and I’m taking Kate out of here.” Tristan kissed her lips again. “I promise I’ll come back, and when I do we can be together.”
“What? You’re leaving?” she asked.
“I’ve got to leave. She’s going to keep fighting, and I don’t want to bring this here. Kate is not going to let it go. I know this now,” he said.
“Is this because of what Cameron said?”
“Partly, and because I know the kind of woman I’m dealing with. Talking about it with you has made me clear on what I want and what I need to do to get it.” He kissed her again and groaned. “God, I hate leaving you. I promise, I’ll sort everything out, and then I’m coming back for you.”
They finished their food, and Tristan walked her back to Stefan’s house before he returned home. She stared out of the window of Stefan’s home wishing she knew what the future held. In the space of a lunchtime her life had changed.
What if Tristan didn’t return?
Vicki couldn’t bring herself to let the negative thoughts conquer her mind. She pushed them aside and got through her work. It was the only way for her to handle everything.