Underestimated Too(49)
“Yes, we’re over a few minutes anyway,” Deidra explained, looking at the clock on the wall. “I’ll see you next Thursday,” she said, standing.
Chapter 17
“Now what, Morgan?” Drew asked, backing out of the parking lot.
“Nothing, Drew. You think maybe you could have told me this before you just blurted it out in front of Deidra?” I asked, raising my voice.
“What? Why would I have told you that?”
“I don’t know, because it seems like an important piece of information to let your wife in on. What if I would have said something to her at one of your stupid parties?”
“I don’t have stupid parties. I haven’t done that since Callaway died, and why does it even matter?”
“It’s disgusting. How could you fuck Valerie knowing she was Skyler’s mother?”
“I fucked Valerie for three years before I ever met Skyler.”
“And Valerie was just okay with you fucking her daughter? People around here have issues. No wonder therapists are on every corner here.”
“Valerie was okay with it. Valerie intended on me marrying Skyler, remember?”
“You’re more fucked in the head than I ever thought. I can’t believe you.”
“Morgan, that was years ago. What does it have to do with us now? Nothing. I should have never told you. I thought that’s what we were doing. I thought we were laying it all out, exposing the secrets,” he yelled back.
“I exposed mine a long time ago. I’m clean,” I assured him.
“Are you?”
“What’s that supposed to mean? Turn right here, you’re dropping me off at Piper’s with Alicia.”
“I mean that. How do I know that’s what you’re really doing?”
“Oh, my god. Come with me. We’re eating lunch, and then I am going to the doctor with her. You want to come?”
“No, I need to get away from you right now,” he admitted, turning down the one way street.
“You need to get away from me?” I sarcastically asked.
“Kiss me, I’ll see you later,” Drew said, pulling to the curb. I saw Alicia’s pregnant belly before I saw her.
“Your lips kind of gross me out right now,” I admitted, kissing Drew.
“Stop. I’ll see you when you get home. How long are you going to be?”
“We’re picking Vincent up from school then coming to the house. Celeste told Alicia that you two would probably be working late tonight.”
“Yes, I’m sure of it. I love you, see you later.”
“Okay,” I replied, trying not to be repulsed by Drew.
“Hi, I was beginning to think you ditched me,” Alicia greeted me with a smile.
“No, just went over time a little in our session. Did you know that Skyler was Patrick and Valerie’s daughter?” I asked, wondering if she knew that fact as well.
“Um, yes. Skyler Styles, Patrick and Valerie Styles, it’s not that hard to figure out. Why?”
“She and Drew used to date.”
“I know. Celeste told me, so?”
“Never mind forget it. Let’s order, I’m starving,” I stated. I wasn’t sure if she knew about Drew and Valerie. I’d better just drop it before I said something that was going to get back to my husband.
***
“Give me my boy,” Drew said around seven in the evening. Alicia, the boys, and I had eaten a long time ago. Celeste and Drew never came out of his office.
Alicia handed Nicholas to his daddy and watched when Vincent called from the pool, wanting him to watch him do a summersault under water.
“Good job, buddy.” Drew smiled, clapping Nicky’s hands, cheering Vincent on.
“What did the doctor say?” Celeste asked, taking her warmed up food from Marta.
“He said we’re never having this baby. She’s living here forever,” Alicia complained.
“No, she’s not. You still have seven days before your due date. What’d he say?”
“He said nothing has changed, and to come back next week,” Alicia grumbled.
Drew sat beside me and reached out his hand. I didn’t even pay attention I was so used to it. I handed him my cellphone, and he routinely went through it, just like he always did when I’d gone out without him.
“Why do you do that?” Alicia asked.
Drew shrugged his shoulders. “Does it bother you?”
“Yeah, it sort of does. If Celeste went through my phone, I’d be pissed.”
“I go through your phone all the time,” Celeste said, coming to Drew’s defense.
“Yeah, because I hand it to you, mostly to look at pics that I’ve taken of Vincent. You don’t just reach for my phone like it’s a given. I’d be pissed.”