Underestimated Too(70)
Marta was still up and opened the door for me.
“Marta, I lost my shoe. Where do you think it could be?” I slurred.
“I take you had a good time? That makes me very happy, however, your husband has called here at least ten times.”
“I’m home now, Drew. See me?” I waved to the camera over the stairs as Marta helped me ascend them. My cellphone rang from my handbag. Stumbling up the stairs I laughed, trying to retrieve it and walk at the same time.
“I’m good now, thanks, Marta,” I said, plopping to my bed and answering my phone.
“Hi, lover.”
“Do you have any idea what time it is?”
“Yes, no, well, maybe. What time is it, Drew?” I slurred, then laughed.
“It’s almost three in the morning.”
“Oh, I better get to sleep. Nicky will be up soon.”
“Morgan, what the hell do you think you’re doing?”
“I’m just going to lay here for a second. I’ll call you back in a minute,” I decided, feeling sleep—or passing out, more like it—overtake my body. I dropped my phone to my side, vaguely hearing Drew call my name.
Chapter 23
My head was going to explode. What is that ringing? It sounded like it was echoing inside my head. Oh lord. Jumping up, I ran to the bathroom, covering my mouth with my hand, making it just in time.
Sitting on the floor, I heard my phone ringing from my bed again. , I couldn’t feel like this today. My mother and Caroline would be here in the afternoon. What the hell did I do? Ignoring my phone that was starting to piss me off, I washed my face and brushed my teeth. It was almost ten in the morning. I couldn’t believe I slept that late. Nicholas had been up for two hours, and I never even heard him. Thank god for Marta. What would I do without her?
“Jesus, Drew,” I finally answered. “Can you give me time to get my balance?” I asked, rubbing my aching head. I needed drugs, very strong pain killing drugs.
“Do you have any idea how many times I have called you in the last twelve hours?” he furiously asked. “Do you have any idea how many times you answered me?”
“What do you want? I’m not feeling the best right now.”
“You know what I want. It’s a good damn thing I am in New York, or you’d see firsthand what I want.”
“Yeah, okay, whatever. I’m going to hang up now. I kind of have a headache.”
“Don’t you dare hang up on me, Morgan.”
“Why, Drew, because you’re going to treat me like I’m ten and tell me how much trouble I’m in?”
“Oh, you have no idea how much trouble you’re in. I want to be there so bad right now, you don’t even know.”
“Great, well, what would you like for me to do? You want me to sit around here all day, worrying about how much trouble I am in? I don’t want to do that. My mom is coming today. I’ll talk to you later. I’m going to find my son and something for this headache.”
“Morgan, so help me if you hang—”
Click
That wasn’t going to be good. I just hung up on Drew. Nobody hung up on Drew. I should care. I tried to care. I just didn’t. I was over it. I had more fun than I’d had in a long time with Deidra and Alicia. I did nothing wrong and Drew Kelley could go to hell. I didn’t care.
That was easier said than done. I did worry the entire day. Even after my mind was occupied with my mother and Caroline, I still worried. At least he had time to cool down. Surely he wouldn’t react with my family being there.
Alicia came over with Vince and the baby in the afternoon. Caroline and Vince played in the pool. My mother made a big fuss over Nicholas, and I barely even got to hold him. I worried about Drew even more after Marta and my mother prepared lunch for all of us. Handing Nicky over to my mom, I walked away to answer my husband’s call.
“Hey,” I answered with a lot nicer tone than I had earlier.
Drew’s tone wasn’t any better. He was pissed. “We’ll be home around seven.”
“Tonight? I thought you weren’t coming until tomorrow.”
“Change of plans, my love. I’ll see you tonight.”
“Great, I’m looking forward to it,” I halfheartedly replied.
“I’m sure you are. I see you later.”
It would be fine. He wouldn’t do anything with company, and he’d left worrying about me leaving him. He wasn’t going to hurt me. Just relax Morgan. It’s fine.
That wasn’t easy. I tried my best to stay engaged with my company, go over last minute details for Nicky’s first birthday party, followed up on the decorators and caterer. Alicia left around six, wanting to be home when Celeste arrived. Caroline, Nicky, my mom, and Marta settled in the living room with a Disney movie. I left them for a much needed bath, wanting to look nice for when Drew arrived in one more hour. UGH!!! I was so nervous.