Chapter 30

Kylie's POV
"So what's the plan for today guys?" I asked plopping down on my seat after we were done with breakfas
"Hun I need to tell you something," the moment Luke said that I knew I was in for something big
"They need me to be back to work the day after tomorrow," his shoulders slumped down
"Is it bad?" I questioned facing his crestfallen look
"But I thought they had given you a full month off. Why would they make you go back in less than a week?" I was shocked and disappointed to say the least
"Yes. I know hun. They are claiming the demands have gone up so they need me. Am so sorry babe. I really tried to negotiate with them to give me more time but considering how much of an ass my boss is, she wouldn't budge," he sighed.
"It's okay. There is always a next time,"sadness filled the pit of my stomach but I fought against it
"That's pretty bad buddy. I did love your company though,"the only asshole in the room just had to utter his fake concern.
Honestly I had hoped this holiday would be the time to grow out of love with my ex-husband and kindle new love with Luke but I guess I was wrong
"Do you know what that means?" Betty asked rhetorically, the grey of her orbs sparkling
"To make up for that I bought us tickets to a local music show and afterwards to a movie," a perfect smile adorned his luscious pink lips
"Shopping, yay!" I was half thrilled by the entire shopping thing
"Let's get ready. I'll meet you by the car in thirty minutes," she was already standing up ready to bounce to the stairs up her bed room
Just as quickly as Betty had walked away, I also followed already going to my room. I walked inside and shut the door behind me. Running through my line of clothes in the wardrobe I tried to find the perfect one for shopping. I settled on a floral high slit sleeveless flowery orange dress with cream heels. Considering I had just bathed less than an hour ago before breakfast I went straight to stripping. For a moment I just stood in front of my dressing mirror looking at my curves. I had worked so hard on my curves just to impress Mark but only to receive total disappointment in the end. I closed my eyes urging myself not to cry over him yet again. He was an asshole who didn't deserve my tears at all.Masculine fingers trekked small lines on my arms all the way up to my shoulder blades making me suck in harsh breath. The fingers were soon replaced by a hot mouth trailing kisses on the crook of my neck. A moan of pure pleasure escaped my lips unintentional
"I missed you," the breathless sound of Victor's voice jolted me back to my current situation as I turned sharply to look at his passion ladened eyes
"Don't you ever say that Mark. You have no fucking right to say that," I was suddenly angry at him
"The fact that you pretend am in this alone is both sexy and annoying. I know that you miss me and don't worry I keep my promises," his fingers played with a strand of my hair.
"In your dreams Mark. I hate you now more than I ever loved you," I spoke refusing to bust into tears before him
"let's try it this way then, You are mine and only mine. I don't give a single damn where you picked that trash of a chef. I Promised to take you back if I ever met you within five years of our divorce. Am here I'm now and am taking you back keep Kylie. Mark my words very seriously," his voice was low and uncompromising
"Maybe you should mark mine first. You won't take me back even if you tied me up. I don't love you anymore and sadly enough you never loved me in the first place. So stop being such a possessive dickhead and grow up. You are acting like a love struck teenage boy,"I snapped angrily
I expected him to slap me or even shout at me but all he did was smirk.
"We'll see about that Pearl," he pocketed and walked out but not before he stopped to face me
"And you might want to cover your body the next am here. I don't think I'll be held responsible for what would happen," my cheeks went a shade darker realizing I had actual been completely naked before him with only lacy bra and panties to cover me up
"But this is okay," I looked at my dress
"Oh no! a You are not wearing that," she stated as a matter of fact
I watched him lock the door after walking out. He was my ex and yet he wouldn't stop making my heart beat erratically. It's like his presence sent all my body cells in a crazy hot fit. I pushed down the dress and proceeded to wear the heels when Betty burst in
"So what has that got to do with my dress? " I folded my arms curiously
"You know the reason we are in this holiday together it's because its commemoration," she stared walking towards me
"Everything. We missed finishing high school together. What would we wear if went shopping together in high school?" she inquired plopping down on my bed
"Booty shorts and crop tops with cow boy boots?" it was more of a question than a statement
"Exactly. That's what you are going to wear. We still have a few minutes to spare," she checked her clearly expensive wrist watch
The perks of having such a billionaire boyfriend with a great taste of fashion
"No way in hell am I wearing that to go shopping," I deadpanned shocked that she would suggest something like that. We were both twenty six, not sixteen
"Oh yes you are or else I'll tell everybody that you are scared birds,
"You can't do that," did she have any single idea just how embarrassing that is
"Yes I can. Now dress up," there was no way am getting out of this.?
A millions stalls later and then we drove home with so many bags of shopping. Being with Betty alone in the car while knowing I was keeping a secret from her was one hell of an uncomfortable moment for me. Hearing her go on and on about Mark made me feel guilty all the way back home.
"You were awfully quiet today. What is wrong? Is this about Luke going? Don't worry. Am always here for you," she massaged her arm on my back as we unloaded the bags from the trunk of my car.
"I know. It's just that this holiday we were finally going to talk about my ex-husband. We were supposed to draw a close on that chapter," it wasn't entirely a lie.
"Hey. Don't worry am always there for you and if you ain't ready to talk yet the I'm sure Luke is the understanding type. Just go talk to him,"
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