Page 21 of Cutthroat

After all these years, it was still an adjustment eating meat in front of her after having her believe that he didn’t consume it. Though he had practiced avegetarian lifestyle while in college, it had nothing to do with the last supper he shared with his mother.

It was simply a personal preference and the fact that he had the ability to make his wife do something that she didn’t need to do. His therapist pointed out that he was manipulative, because he was intentionally taking advantage of a person that was willing to give freely of themselves. Eden had been the best type of woman, and his selfishness nearly made him lose her.

“I want something to eat, but what I want isn’t in that Crock Pot,” Jermaine moaned seductively as he pulled Eden’s legging’s down in one swift motion.

In the few months that they’d been back together, sex had become a rare act between them. They went from having sex daily to hardly ever. Jermaine could understand why, but he had to admit that he wanted his wife now more than ever. There was something about this domestic side of her that always brought out the savage in him.

The sound of his ringing phone halted the feast before he could even get started.

“What are you doing?” Eden asked as she stood with her leggings bunched at her ankles.

“Give me five minutes babe. I’m sorry. I’m waiting on a call from Harold Jayroe.”

“Oh my God, really? The new Public Relations Officer?”

“Yeah, that’s why I got home early. He’s flying in and I’m picking him up from the airport and taking him to the hotel’s private housing. It’ll give us a chance to talk about what we expect from him,” Jermaine said proudly.

Eden understood perfectly. Work always comes first.

“Answer that, I’m going to the bathroom,” she said as she pulled up the leggings and sprinted off.

Jermaine admired the thickness of Eden’s backside as she sprinted down the hall to the bathroom. He hadn’t missed how her hips had begun to spread just a little.

Grabbing his ringing phone, his heart nearly seized in his chest.

“What the fuck?” He screamed inwardly as he watched the white numbers display on the screen. It had been months since this number dialed his phone, but he knew exactly who the unsaved number belonged too. He red buttoned the call and saw that there were nine missed calls from the same number in the past thirty minutes.

As a show of disrespect and mockery, the phone rang while in his hand. He hesitated on answering, but he knew he had to. This was the tenth call.

“Eden and I are back together. Don’t call-,”

“I know all about y’all being back together. I just don’t care,” Envy said truthfully. “Look, I got some things to do on y’all’s side of town today. I need to see you before I handle those things,” Envy crooned seductively.

“What happened between us was a mistake. It’s over. I got my wife back.”

Envy laughed.

Jermaine was really a joke to her.

“Just be honest Jermaine, you miss fucking me. Edy already knows about us, so it’s not like I had any leverage to use against you. I doubt that you have my number saved, yet you answered the phone while your dumb ass wife is home. You want to fuck me like we used to do and that’s why you answered the phone. You could’ve just blocked my number if you didn’t want to hear from me. Come get this pussy. I’m dropping my location,” Envy said before ending the call.

Jermaine’s third leg was hard as Chinese arithmetic. He knew everything she said was correct. For three months, he had not cheated on Eden, nor did he think of Envy, but now that she was back, he knew that he had to have her. He hated to admit it, but it seems that she was worth losing it all.

Absentmindedly, Jermaine walked to the bathroom, twisted the knob and frowned. Eden never locked the bathroom door.

Eden jumped and quickly closed Facetime.

“Eden, are you ok?

“Yeah, babe, I’m good,”

“That was Harold. He’ll be landing in fifteen minutes. Do you mind if I drive the Wagoneer? I know he’ll probably have a lot of luggage,” The lie rolled off his tongue effortlessly.

“Sure, go ahead!”

“Why is the door locked?” Jermaine asked as he twisted the knob yet again.

After a few seconds he heard the toilet flush and faucet run before Eden unlocked the door.

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