Page 3 of Green Lights and Obsession
“Why? Do you need to figure out when you’re going to go and meet your lover?” Daisy rolled her eyes.
She quickly covered her mouth and refused to face her husband.Fuck!This wasn’t something she’d ever brought up out loud. It was part of the deal she made with herself. Look the other way and don’t bring it up.
He laughed.
He fucking laughed.
“You and that wild imagination of yours.” He moved to stand in front of her. “What time?”
She shrugged.
Tom shook his head, spun on the balls of his feet, and left the room.
Daisy held her breath until she heard the front door slam. She sank back into the chair and closed her eyes. When would she be allowed to dream again? She thought back to the pills that had her in a blissful deep sleep a few weeks earlier. A little something to numb the pain. The most wonderful dream took over until she woke up in the hospital bed.
“So, about that club I mentioned.”
Daisy opened one eye and turned her head towards Jordan. “No.”
“Come on, live a little.” She wiggled her perfectly arched brows.
“Even if I wanted to,” she started as she opened her other eye and sat up. “Anytime I leave this house, he has security following me.”
Jordan nodded. “If I come up with a way?”
She laughed. “Sure. If you come up with a way, I’ll go.” Daisy knew she wouldn’t be able to. Tom didn’t trust her.
The idea of a private, members only club was enticing. Knowing she’d never have to see her husband there. An escape from her boring life and a step on the dark side she only had a taste of once before.
She’d only played a little before.With him.Knowing there was somewhere out there for people to explore their fantasies was liberating. Even if all she did was watch. She could at least daydream and be in the moment.
Daisy moved to sit next to Jordan. “Can I tell you a secret?”
There was no one she trusted with her secrets more. Jordan knew about her past relationship. She’d been her roommate at the time, anyway. Her best friend didn’t know all of the details though.
Jordan smiled right as the door opened again.
“Think about it.” Tom spoke as he entered the room. The knowing look of someone who thought they were better than everyone on his face.
Daisy held back the urge to roll her eyes at the man again. He was always looking down his nose at everyone.
“Sure.” That sarcastic tone came from a voice that always brought a smile to her face. The man shook his head before running his fingers through his wavy brown hair, it was longer than she’d seen on him. It brushed the edge of his collar. Daisy walked up to the man and his smirk grew. “Cousin.”
“You never call anymore.” She faked her disapproval of his arrival. “No messages.” Her face lifted, turning up her nose. “How am I supposed to know you miss me?”
“I was in mourning waiting until I was with you again.” He clutched his chest.
Daisy patted her hand against his cheek before he engulfed her in a hug. “Missed you,” she whispered.
It had been a couple of years since they’d seen each other. The wedding maybe? Too long regardless. Any time her cousin came to town, it meant she was able to get away with a bit more. At least, when she was growing up and living with her parents. His father, her uncle, had a way of persuading her parents to loosen the reins. She only hoped her cousin could have a similar effect on her husband.
“Drinks?” Tom moved to the bar cart and poured himself a glass.
“No.” Nick shook his head. “Maybe later.”
She stilled as a rough hand landed on her shoulder. A wince nearly escaped her by reflex but she kept the smile on her face when he didn’t squeeze. Tom only acted as the perfect husband in front of others. Everyone knew the truth, but pretended everything was perfect. They weren’t intimate. They weren’t even friends.
They were only a part being played to connect their families for business. One she didn’t even get a say in. What was the benefit of having a family in control when she had none?
