Page 3 of Wild Ever After
Twenty-five years and three kids later they’d still been deeply in love with sexual secrets the good conservative citizens of South Carolina would be shocked to learn about, in fact,wereshocked to learn about when the scandal broke.
Harry dragged a hand down his face. God…
The way everything had blown up in their faces. Years of privacy all down the drain because they wanted to fulfill a fantasy. Only the doctored image hadn’t been his fantasy at all. The woman in the photo wasn’t even his wife.
Bella was everything he’d ever wanted. He’d never stepped out on her, never had the desire. Once he met her, all bets were off for anyone else in his life and he refused to believe it was over forever. He had to get her back. There was no other alternative.
In their lifestyle, both in public and in private, trust was paramount.
He —
“Mr. Walker, Noah is here.”
“Send him in,” he replied, turning back to his desk, grateful for the interruption.
“Hey, Dad,” Noah said, entering the office and closing the door behind him.
“Hey. What brings you by?”
“I’m on my way to Birmingham. That Pro-Am is this weekend” Noah was a professional golfer. Had turned pro by the time he was nineteen. He loved the game. Never missed a weekend of play, which meant Noah traveled almost non-stop from mid-January to October.
“I’m sorry I couldn’t go with you. We haven’t had a father/son outing like that in a while.”
“It’s cool. I know we’ll catch up soon. You talked to mom yet today?”
“No. I’ll be seeing her later though.” Noah’s shock was well founded and it would do Harry some good to rein in his confidence in winning his wife back easily.
“Does she know?”
“She doesn’t.” Honesty was always the best policy.
“Good luck with that. I don’t think she’s gotten any better with liking surprises.”
“This is different. It’s her birthday. Everyone should expect some sort of surprise on their birthday.”
Noah laughed. “Keep telling yourself that and let me know how it goes.”
“Will do. Make sure you call her.”
“I already did. She sounds good.”
“I wouldn’t expect anything less of your mother.”
“Well, just remember. You taught her how to shoot a gun.”
Harry laughed and hugged his son close. Noah might be an adult and have his life on the exact track he wanted, but he was still Harry’s son and worry was part of the territory.
Once gone, Harry packed up his desk and grabbed the last few client files he’d been working on earlier. If he was lucky, he’d be able to get a little work done on the plane before he landed in Baltimore. If not, the files would have to wait until next week.
He flipped off the light and stopped at Marie’s desk before heading out. “The plane all set?”
“Yes, Mr. Walker.”
“Good. Why don’t you knock off early, okay? And don’t worry about coming in on Monday until around ten.”
“You have two meetings scheduled back to back, starting at eight on Monday morning.”
“Send their contact info to my phone and I’ll call both from the plane.”
