Page 11 of Dear Glory

“Yes, I seen in the newspaper that he’s asking for sole custody, but his wife, Idina is fighting him on it.”

“Hmm, I understand now,” I curl my lip, running over the events from last night.Nothing about that man said he had a family at home… not the way he spoke so nastily to me or the weapon he was grinding against me.

“You understand what exactly?” he growls on the other end.

“Nothing, Dad. I was just curious.”

“Well don’t be curious about that bastard. He’s bad news. Anyway, when are you th?—”

“Ohhhh nooo,” I dramatically call out. “My phone has a static now,” I snatch up a piece of paper and crumble it up to feign static.

“GLORINDA! GLORINDA! I KNOW YOU HEAR M—” He tries to shout but I pretend I can’t hear him.

“I…. ha-have t… c-ll …u …me oth… time. Bye Dad.” I fall back after quickly placing the phone on the receiver.

“So he’s married, but getting a divorce?” I tap my finger to my chin wondering how I feel about this.

I kissed him and he clearly wanted things to gomuchfurther, but I do not see myself doing such things with a married man with children no less. Even if he is getting a divorce, it’s not likethey can’t simply change their minds. It’s not only reckless for me to think about seeing him again, but it’s setting myself up for getting dragged into their already messy divorce, and I just don’t think it’s worth it for some dick… no matter how good the sex is promised to be.

Ugh…whatever. Last night was a clear waste of my time. I feel so disappointed, but I don’t want to think about this right now. I’m on holiday in France! There are things to see, food to eat, and pools to lounge by. I cannot and will not spend my time worried about a man due to a casual… but very intense encounter.I mean… I might not never see him ever again!

With that said, I get up and put on my swimsuit and robe, making my way to the rooftop pool where I lounge under the sun and drink cocktails without much care in the world. Or that’s what Ishouldbe doing. Axil and his licentious words still infiltrate my thoughts, leaving me to grab my things and unceremoniously stalk up to the counter, where I see the manager from last night at the front desk.

“Good evening, Mademoiselle Cross. How may I be of assistance to you this afternoon?”

“Yes, hello. I was wondering if you have any magazines or newspapers with American news?” I ask and he wrinkles his nose. I know it’s an odd request considering I’m in France, but I’m dying to know more about him now.

“I am sure that we can find some, Mademoiselle. We will have that delivered to your room when we’ve acquired them.”

“Thank you.” I wave, making my way back to my suite, thinking it’ll take them a long time to find. I’m stunned when about an hour later, after my wash off from my dip in the pool, I hear a knock at my door. When I get to the door and open it, there are stacks of New York Times newspapers and plenty of magazines, both French and American, sitting in the hall at the bell boys feet.

“Oh, merci!” I thank him, running over to the coffee table, pinching off a few bills and handing them to him as he carries them inside the living room. He leaves and I pour myself a glass of wine and begin my search for any article I can find on Axil and his wife, though I don’t have to look too far.They areeverywhere.

BILLIONAIRE HEIRESS IDINA PREGNANT WITH HER IRISH HUSBAND’S FIRST CHILD… WILL IT HAVE RED HAIR OR BEAUTIFUL BLOND LOCS?

AXIL O’HARA TO TAKE OVER TECH CONGLOMERATE SINCE PASSING OF FATHER-IN-LAW

IDINA SHOWS OFF BABY BUMP OF SECOND CHILD WITH HUSBAND AXIL O’HARA WHILE WALKING WITH BABY LILIAN

AXIL O’HARA AND IDINA CAUGHT ARGUING IN VENICE BEACH… TROUBLE IN PARADISE?

AXIL O’HARA FILES FOR DIVORCE. IS GRANTED SEPARATION. IDINA SHOWN TO BE IRATE

IDINA’S NEW MAN… NO COMPARISON TO AXIL O’HARA

IDINA FOUND NAKED ON BOAT WITH NEW MAN… AXIL REFUSES TO COMMENT

AXIL SEEKING SOLE CUSTODY FOR DAUGHTER LILIAN AND SON ROBERT

I read any article I can get my hands on and they all lament Axil and his wife’s failing marriage and how it will affect their two children.

Setting the newspapers to the side having read enough, as I try to grasp how I feel about everything I’d just read.

So that’s how it is...It really is a messy divorce…

“I can at least conclude I shouldn’t feeltooguilty about the kiss last night since both of them are clearly seeing other people,” I mumble, fiddling with the magazine that has a color picture of his handsome face with his two kids.But does that mean I want to see him again? I’m not entirely sure.

I did like what I got a taste of last night, but I’d be mortified if I wound up in the paper like his wife’s lover did, especially when my dad is already on my back. I’m sure if that were to happen, I’d never freaking hear the end of it, considering his thoughts on Axil.

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