Page 70 of Kove and Xiah
I wanted this but last night ruined my chances. Kaden had been right when he promised to take every bit of happiness from me that I attempted to embrace.
Kove was on his back, one arm folded behind his head shoved under the pillow with the other across his torso, palm resting on his abs. His face was peaceful. A huge contrast from the distress and anger etched into his features last night. I pulled my lip between my teeth and stared for a moment longer, wishing I had a picture to capture the moment. I couldn’t imagine there would be many more mornings like this one.
My fingers twitched at the thought which had me remembering my phone. My eyes swung around the room untilI located the pants he wore last night tossed over the back of a chair in the corner. The muscles in my stomach tensed again at the memory of him in that damn suit. God, this man was unfairly beautiful and sexy. The dark navy fabric of the suit that covered his lengthy frame provided a preview of what was beneath it—toned, carved muscle, trim waist, and broad shoulders.
He moved with a lazy confidence, displaying the ego of a man who gave people time to admire how torturously sexy he was while arrogantly navigating at an unhurried pace that expressed the world would fucking wait because he was worth it.
And he was…
When I found his pockets empty, my eyes danced around the room once more and I still didn’t see my phone. I moved to the living room and dumped my dress and shoes from last night in the armchair next to the sofa. I did a quick scan of the open space and exhaled my relief when I located the device plugged into a corner of the room.
I freed it and made my way back to the sofa, settling into one side where I lifted my legs and crossed them at the ankles to check my messages. As expected, there were a slew of them from Koa, most were from last night but one from five o’clock this morning. An hour ago…
Instead of responding with a text, I called and she answered right away.
“You’re stressing me the fuck out, Xi. The only reason I’m not spazzing is because that man’s agent texted to tell me you were with him.”
“You’re talking to his agent?”
“Yes. She was a huge help with the Kaden thing last night. He was threatening to call his attorney to sue the entire city because they held him until I got there to put the documents in his hand, but the CSA team wasn’t having any of that. Jase is very connected and has a problem with puss-wusses like the one youmarried. He said to give him a few days to make some calls but your divorce will be final very soon.”
“Wait, how? Is that even possible? And why would he help?”
“Sergeant stupid ass is the hold up. So in the simplest form, yes. The paperwork has to be signed and filed with a judge. If they have influence with a judge, the paperwork can be expedited. Jase didn’t provide all the details but he mentioned making some calls to get it handled. As for why? I’m assuming there are multiple reasons, the first is your marriage tarnishes the image of a client on his roster and they want to make sure neither of them lose money because of Kove’s connection to you. But also, Jase and Sovoya seemed really fucking pissed about the situation once I explained all the details.”
“You told them?”
“Yes, Xiah, I told them because you have not a damn thing to feel bad about. Dickhead Denny played you. He fucked around and is about to find out.”
Puss-wuss…
Sergeant Stupid Ass…
Dickhead Denny…
I smiled at the way Koa was all gas no, brakes with the disrespect she delivered for Kaden.
“Do you really think this is going to work?”
“I do. Jase is kinda scary with his big fine ass. I made up an entire story in my mind about how this man gets down in real life. He’s got some shit with him, friend, but I trust that he’s going to handle it and has the pull to do so. I kinda think Sovoya has a past too because she was pressing Jase hard to make this go away and it was more about you than her being concerned with how a scandalous marriage would fuck with your boy’s image. All I know is Jase told me I would get a call in a few days with the name of the judge who would handle the case. Told me to put whatever I wanted in the divorce decree and it wouldn’tbe contested. I’m not asking any damn questions, friend. I’m just filing that shit.”
“If this works, I’ll be able to move on with my life….”
I glanced toward the bedroom then dropped my head back on the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling.
“You absolutely will. You deserve this and him…”
Him…
“Yeah, well… I’m not sure he’s an option anymore.”
“Friend, if that man is penalizing you for some shit that was out of your control, I’m coming for his whole life.”
I grinned at the adamancy in her voice.
“Telling him I was married was within my control. He has the right to be upset.”
“I agree but nobody is perfect. We make decisions based on our circumstances. Y’all were only supposed to be sex. A fuck ’em freely type situation. It’s not like you knew hearts were going to be involved. Forgiveness is required.”
