Page 114 of My Fiancé's Brother 2

His eyes narrowed on my face. “I thought you were going to text me a reminder.”

“I did. I texted you the address. And then I texted you at 4:30 and at 5 PM. Neither text you replied to.”

“I didn’t see any texts.”

“I texted you!” I sounded pissed. So hurt.

He tossed his phone onto the counter. “Can we drop it?”

I watched as he walked out into the backyard. I snatched up his phone to see if he had gotten my texts.

I stared at his phone in disbelief. The guy wasn’t even bothering to read my texts. All my texts were on his phone. They were just unread. Tears blinded my eyes. I looked down at his phone.

Harper’s name was also on his message list. Frowning, I swiped onto her name. All of her texts were being read.

I shook my head in disbelief. Was this happening to me? What was she saying that was so important that he was reading all her texts and not mine? I looked up at Jackson who was standing on the deck, with his back to me. Yes. I was going to be that chick.

I clicked on her name.

I started to scroll through her texts.

Harper:I forgot to tell you. The other day, I was running, and I had this huge runner’s high. And then, out of nowhere, I orgasmed. Remember the first time I had an orgasm when we went running? I can stillremember how hot that made you when you realized what had happened to me

Harper:I know you said you are married and not available, but recent events make me think otherwise. All I can think about is how much I want you to put your face between my legs until I scream

Attached was a picture of her on a bed, her legs spread and wearing no fucking underwear.

I stood there transfixed. I stared at the picture. I wanted to throw his phone across the room. I hated her.

Harper:I want you to make me beg. I want you to fuck me until I can’t feel my legs. I want to scratch my nails down your back. And when you give me that knowing smile, I know you want the same thing

Harper:Want to run again today? Same place, same time?

Harper:I’ve been thinking of you all day. I can’t get you out of my mind. I can tell you’ve been thinking about me too. When am I going to see you next?

My heart shatteredinto a million pieces. My hands shook. His ex-girlfriend was sexting my husband. She sent him dirty pictures and dirty texts detailing all the dirty things they used to do or things she wanted to do. Pure rage coursed through my veins.

With ice control, I set his phone down on the counter. He had read every single one of her texts but none of mine. He devastated me.

Without saying a word to him, I picked up my bag and walked back out of the house. Chloe obediently followed me out to the car.

I drove past the huge gates and onto the highway, putting the stern looking guards in my review mirror. I didn’t know where I was going. I just needed to drive. By the time I pulled into Newport, I was shaking. I pulled over to the boardwalk. I needed a minute to collect myself.

I let Chloe out of the car and watched as she raced across the beach. I was pretty sure I was in a state of shock. I staggered to a bench and sat down.

My phone rang. It was Jackson. I hit ignore.

I couldn’t do this anymore. I could not. Jackson was so obviously over this marriage. He hadn’t read a single one of my texts. I wondered how many times he had stared at the crotch shot of Harper.

Jackson: Emily. Call me.

Jackson and I were not a couple. Nope. Jackson was in an emotional partnership with Harper. They were the couple. Maybe Jackson had resigned himself to committing to this marriage, but the person he wanted to be with was Harper.

My phone started ringing. It was Jackson again. I hit ignore.

Jackson: Emily. Answer your phone.

I watched as Chloe walked along the sand, her nose to the ground. I needed a plan. I was sitting on a beach in Virginia with my dog and my purse. I needed to figure out what to do next. I could go home to New York, but that didn’t appeal to me. Maybe I could just drive down the coast? Take a week to just come up with a better planthan that. Chloe and I could hang out on the beach. We could buy some clothes and dog food.

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