Underestimated Too(57)

“Okay,” I offered, “but if it’s okay with you. I’d like to hear this part of our lives through Drew’s eyes.”

“Drew?” Deidra questioned.

“What do you want to know?”

“You said you hated Morgan, right?”

“I wouldn’t say hated, maybe at first. Okay, yeah. I hated her, but not always.”

“What do you mean?”

I twisted in my seat, waiting for Drew to get up and walk to the window. He didn’t. He smiled over at me and placed my hand on his lap. He stared at our hands, contemplating what to say. “I’ve always thought Morgan was beautiful,” Drew smiled at me.

“She is,” Deidra agreed. I felt a quick flush cover my cheeks, and shook my head modestly.

“I remember the time I took her out, months after she’d been there.”

“Why was it months? You just kept her in the house for months?” Deidra asked.

“It was a few months before Morgan was ready for that,” Drew said, playing it safe. “There was no more making excuses to keep Morgan hidden and out of the public eye, away from my friends and, of course, Skyler. Morgan had the language down to a tee. She could wear heels almost as well as Skyler, and she looked like she belonged in this class of people. I had professionals come in and help her with her makeup, her hair, and her dress, knowing she wouldn’t have a clue how to present herself for this crowd. I was nervous as hell. Mr. Callaway would be there. He was going to talk to her. I was sure of it, and all I could do was hope like hell he stuck to the plan and didn’t disclose any information.

‘Hello,’ Morgan timidly answered the phone by her bed. I watched her through my computer as one of the girls placed a beautiful diamond necklace around her neck, helping her with the finishing touches.

I told Morgan, ‘We’re going to be late. Get down here.’

She replied swiftly, ‘I’m ready. I’m on my way, but I’m still not sure about this.’

I hung up. I wasn’t sure about this either. At least Skyler was out of town and wouldn’t be there. Someone would still tell her. I had to do what I could to make Morgan seem like a client and not actually be with me. I’d treat her like I treated all the other women there. I stood at the door with Derik, waiting for her to get her slow ass down stairs, looking at my watch as I waited.

‘Holy fuck, dude,’ Derik exclaimed, watching my striking, beautiful wife descend the stairs.

She was wearing a red gown, slit clear up her right leg with skin showing well below her breasts. I had to shake my own head and remind myself that she was nothing, that she didn’t mean anything to me.”

“Do you remember that day, Morgan?” Deidra asked, noticing the small smile, I was trying to hide.

“Yes, I remember it well. Drew actually had to pick up his jaw when he saw me,” I grinned at Drew.

He smiled back, with half a smile.

Why was I so in love with this man?

Drew resumed his story, “Grabbing her elbow and shoving her in front of me, I demanded, ‘Let’s go.’ Unable to keep from looking at her ass as she moved to the back seat, my eyebrows rose. I was glad Skyler was out of town. I closed the glass between Derik and the backseat. I guess that was a little trait picked up from Michael too. He liked privacy and made it known that his business was his business. Morgan scooted closer to the door, afraid that I was going to touch her, I presume. I wasn’t, not yet anyway.”

“That’s exactly why I scooted away, but you smelled amazing,” I teased.

Drew smiled and continued his narration, “I gave Morgan instructions on how to act for the night, ‘You don’t speak one word here. Do you understand?’ Morgan nodded so I continued. ‘If Mr. Callaway speaks to you, you’re to say nothing but yes or no.’

‘Mr. Callaway?’

‘Yes, he’ll be the one in a wheelchair, older gentleman. Just smile a lot and stay by my side. Do not answer any questions that you know nothing about. If he asks if you’re happy and have everything you need your answer is to be yes. You got it?’

‘Who is he?’

‘Don’t worry about who he is. Follow my orders, Morgan or you’ll be sorry,’ I warned with a patronizing threat. She didn’t reply. She was too flabbergasted by the Vegas strip, the mesmerizing lights, and the multitude of people, bringing the city to life.”

“I was mesmerized that night. I remember feeling so excited to be in Las Vegas. It was a dream come true. Well, not really, it was more of a dream come Drew,” I decided. It wasn’t like Drew was ever going to let me explore the city. He still wouldn’t let me do that.