Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 24833 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 124(@200wpm)___ 99(@250wpm)___ 83(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 24833 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 124(@200wpm)___ 99(@250wpm)___ 83(@300wpm)
I nod thoughtfully.
“Yeah, Geneva and Chrissy were never close.”
Hunter sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose for a moment, his eyes squeezing shut.
“I’m not saying Geneva was a bad mother, but I don’t think being a mother was her first choice either because everything happened so suddenly between us. We were students in medical school when we met, and it was different back then. Geneva was intelligent and charming, and she wanted to save the world if you can believe it. She wanted to become a doctor for the UN and live abroad, practicing medicine in impoverished countries like El Salvador and Guatemala.”
I gasp, my eyes round.
“Are you serious? That doesn’t seem like the Geneva I know. I mean, I’ve only met her a few times, but …”
Hunter shoots me a wry grin.
“It’s almost as if she had a personality change, right? In a way, she did. Geneva got pregnant unexpectedly in medical school, and we decided that we wanted to keep the baby. We had all these grand plans of parenting together while hitting the books, and then globe-trotting with the Red Cross, our child in tow. But after Chrissy was born, Geneva’s priorities changed. For one, she decided that medicine didn’t interest her anymore, and actually dropped out of school.”
I nod, my eyes round.
“To be honest, it’s hard to believe she even started med school to begin with.”
Hunter nods thoughtfully.
“Yeah, it was weird. Plus, Geneva lost her desire to save the world too. Instead of helping needy people in impoverished countries, she got hung up on the idea of becoming a glamorous socialite, and before I knew it, she’d become a Real Housewife of sorts. I didn’t even notice the change at first because it was so gradual, but one day I woke up and didn’t even recognize her. Literally. Geneva had long blonde extensions, fake lashes out to there, and she’d convinced me to pay for a boob job too. I was married to a stranger.”
“So what made you decide to stick it out for so long, if Chrissy wasn’t the issue?” I ask in a soft voice while squeezing his hand. “I know I’ve already asked, and it’s not your daughter.” Hunter sighs.
“It is my daughter and it isn’t, if that makes sense,” he says ruefully. “I guess it was a variety of events. At first, I didn’t even realize things had changed. I was a young doctor pulling 80 to 100 hour work weeks, so I was hardly ever home. Then, there was Chrissy, and my daughter is the most important thing in the world to me. When Geneva told me she didn’t want to work, I assumed it was so she could focus on our daughter, so I said okay. But you know how that turned out,” he adds in a wry tone.
“Chrissy and Geneva don’t see each other much,” I agree.
Hunter nods.
“Yeah. My ex hired a nanny to care for our child and spent most of her time going out shopping or having expensive lunches and dinners with her rich housewife friends. Truthfully, we drifted apart when Chrissy was a child. That must have been fifteen years ago at least.”
I nod.
“I get it,” is my soft reply. “These things just happen.”
Hunter nods, his expression drawn.
“I ignored my ex’s behavior for way too long and I know now that was a mistake. But that’s life for you,” he sighs. “Besides, I’m glad it’s over because now I have the chance to be with someone I’m actually attracted to, and whom I enjoy being with. Trust me, it’s a pretty incredible feeling.”
I feel myself blushing again. “I guess I just had good timing walking in on you the other night, then.”
Hunter shakes his head, and a wicked grin lifts the corner of his sexy mouth.
“Yes, but honey, I have something to confess. You walking in was perfect timing, and you’ll probably think I’m a dirty old man after I tell you.”
I giggle.
“Oh, I think you’re dirty, but not old. Besides, if this,” I run my hand down the front of his shirt and across his hard abs, “is what dirty old men look like, then I never want a young guy again.”
“Good.” He give me a quick kiss as I sigh against his lips.
“But what’s the dirty old man thing you did?” I ask curiously.
Hunter growls.
“Well, honey, last time wasn’t the first time you’ve caught my interest because in fact, I’ve noticed you for a couple years now. I tried not to, but you’d come over to sunbathe by our pool in these tiny bikinis, or wearing your short little tennis skirts and tight white tank tops to hit balls with Chrissy. You were so sexy, and I couldn’t keep my eyes off you even though I knew it was wrong.”
We’ve both turned so we’re facing each other on our stools and I scoot closer until one of my knees is between Hunter’s thighs. The intimacy is mind-blowing, but I’m loving every second of it.