Page 54 of Empowered
She was in for a greater shock when a woman closer to their age stepped out of the house, in the midst of putting on an earring. Her fresh-off-the-runway dress instantly marked her as a woman used to having means.
She also had familiarity with Lucas, for she said something to him before kissing the boy on the head and continuing her way… to Lucas’s car.
The driver made sure she was situated before heading down the street. As soon as the black car rounded the next corner, Lucas put the boy down, their hands clasped and voices ringing toward the older woman still standing in the doorway.
Sarah could barely hear them.
“I hear your housekeeper makes the best grilled cheese around, Sonia.”
“That’s what I hear too.” She put her hand on the boy’s head. “What do we say, Victor?”
“Can Daddy come in?”
“MayDaddy come in.”
“And June and July and August.”
Lucas shrugged. “He’s bright about what matters most.”
The woman stepped out of the way so father and son could enter. Sarah had seen enough. She told the driver to head back to the office.
You lying sack of shit.Sarah almost hoped he would see her on the way by, but the windows were too dark. Besides, Lucas only had eyes for the little boy leading him into the townhouse. Sarah would know the look of a doting parent anywhere.
Personal matters. Personal. Fucking. Matters.
Sarah was too disgusted to even send him hate-texts. Perhaps he had never lied about being divorced. But having a kid? That seemed rather important. And wasn’t it curious that it hadn’t been in any of his public profiles?
An illegitimate son. That had to be it. The woman rushing by was the kid’s mother. The reason for the divorce? Cheating bastard scum!
What did that make Sarah?
No longer giving a fuck about his shit, that’s what.
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“You gonna answer that?”
Sarah’s phone continued to ring on the kitchen counter, where she had left it while preparing and eating dinner. Nigel stood in front of the sink doing the dishes. Did he have a problem with her ringtone or something?
She glanced at the caller. “Nope.”
“Block it, then.”
“Nah.” Almost amusing to see how persistent Lucas was. This was his third call of the evening. What? Was he finished playing with his little boy for the day? Sitting at home feeling lonely? Wanted his booty-call Sarah Clayborn to show up and give him a great hummer?What is this? His shower?To be fair, he had given as well as he had taken from her.Damnit, don’t think about him going down on you in the shower.Sitting on that bench, water spraying on them… “Nah,” she said again.
Nigel grabbed his earbuds and plugged them into his phone. That was one way to ignore his sister’s incessantly ringing phone.
She was busy, anyway. Busy packing for a trip to New York to stop by her favorite club. She’d have to take the train instead of flying this last-minute, but she didn’t care. That gave her more time to get into the headspace of the persona lurking in the back of her closet.
Angel had been dormant for too long. If anyone could help get Lucas out of Sarah’s system, it was that trashy, slutty blonde. She was the one who got them into this mess, anyway. The least Angel could do was pull Sarah back out of it.
This time tomorrow, she fully intended to be up to her chin in hot, eligible men who were ready to give her exactly what she wanted. None of those silly mind games Lucas liked to play. Maybe they were also cheating bastards, but they wouldn’t lie about it – for long. Angel had no morals. Sarah was starting to think her persona had the right idea. The less she cared about the men she fucked, the better. Here was hoping the next guy (guys? Was it gangbang night at the club yet?) didn’t show up at her damn office Monday morning.
“What are you thinking about over there?” Nigel asked as soon as the dishes were finished. “You look like a supervillain plotting the demise of the city.”
“Wouldn’t you like to know?”
Nigel shrugged. “Yeah?”
Her poor baby brother (by five minutes, but who was really counting?) wouldn’t be able to handle the answer. Sarah grabbed her phone, turned it off, and went into her room to pack.
