Jason
I kept logging on and checking our bank account. It was nine a.m. the bank had been open for an hour and the account still said there was still a little over five hundred thousand in it. I smirked. I knew she was bluffing. I looked at the divorce papers sitting on my work desk. I had her wedding ring in my pocket. I’ll carry it with me always. I was supposed to file them today, but I was reluctant to do so. I didn’t really want this. What if I showed Madilyn the signed divorce papers, and told her I was going to file them but really didn’t. I could marry her on some vacation island, bribe the officiant to act like the marriage was happening, but tell him to never file the marriage certificate. Madilyn would never know. She could help me with my career, thinking she was my real wife, but in reality, she wasn’t. That way, when I “divorce” her, she won’t get sh*t
I smiled at my brilliance. That could work. I’d have everything I wanted, and then I could just leave her high and dry and go back to Isha. Then Isha and I could live happily ever after, and I could still have my fun on business trips that Isha would never know about.
I chuckled. I heard my secretary yell, ‘Miss, you can’t go in there, just as my office door burst open.
“Darling, what’s all this? You look upset.”
“Jason, it’s my father. He’s livid with me still. He cut off my card. He said he wouldn’t have a homewrecker for a daughter,” she said, pouting. I walked over to her and wrapped my arms around her. I waved my secretary off, and she glared at me as she shut the door. Right, I had to let her know that Isha and I were getting a divorce. She loved Isha.
“Sweetheart, look,” I said, leaning over and snagging the divorce papers.
I showed her that they were signed, and she squealed, almost bursting my ear drum. She quickly took out her phone and snapped a picture of the agreement and then took another of the signed portion.
“I’ll show these to daddy. He’s surely going to be happy about this, and then he’ll turn my card back on. But until I can see him, can I get a little money?”
“Sure. How much do you need?” I asked, taking out my wallet from my back pocket.
“Twenty thousand should hold me for today,” she said, smiling at me.
I choked on my spit. Twenty thousand for the day?
“Um pumpkin, I don’t carry that type of cash with me.”
“That’s okay, just give me your card. You know you’ll get it back tenfold once we’re married. Besides, it’s just twenty thousand,” she said innocently, holding out her hand..
I sighed and pulled out my credit card and I reluctantly handed it to her.
“You’re the best boyfriend ever. You know, I need a ring. It had better be a big one, and you need to propose somewhere romantic and public. I’ve been practicing my surprised face in the mirror. Everything has to be perfect.”
I gritted my teeth, “It will. I’ll file these at lunchtime. Now, where’s my thank you,” I demanded. I was just expecting a kiss, but when she got down on her knees and started fiddling with my belt, I gave her a smile. This was going to work out perfectly.
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Isha
I groaned and put a hand to my head. Seriously, when am I going to learn my lesson when it comes to
tequila?
I grabbed my phone and gasped. It was ten o’clock. I needed to get to the bank. I didn’t know how long it would take to withdraw a quarter of a million dollars.
I took a minute to open last night’s text thread and looked at what the boys sent me again. I sighed. Nothing was better than waking up to the images that were on my phone.
I had four glorious pictures of shirtless men in various poses and naughty smirks on their faces. I wiped my mouth to make sure I wasn’t drooling. F*ck they were hot.
I also had a text from Savvy.
Savvy: I am so glad you had fun last night. And Mac and Jack told me to tell you that I have all the pictures of
half-naked men that I need.
Oh sh*t. I scrolled up and chuckled. I sent a screenshot of the chat with the guys to Savvy. Oops.
I’m so sorry. Tell Jack and Mac, my bad. I was really drunk last night. But, they’re hot, right?
Savvy: The three of us all agreed they are so f*cking hot, and good for you.
They’re just friends. I didn’t exactly do anything with them. Just a few kisses with Dawson. The others I
flirted with and they flirted back.
Savvy: Honey, you don’t have to explain anything. You’re having fun, I get it. Trust me, I was in your place once, remember? I told you about the clubs I went to when I moved to Florida.
Right, yes, I remember. Well, I have to go to the bank, and then I’m off to Vegas. See you when I return.
Savvy: Alright, have fun. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do, or f*ck it, just do it.
I chuckled and put my phone down. I ran to the bathroom and took a quick shower, brushed my teeth, did my hair and makeup. Then I put on the outfit I was going to wear to the bank. It was a cute romper that was
blue and stopped mid-thigh. The sleeves were long but sheer. I grabbed my wedges and was out the door. I
ordered an Uber on my way down to the lobby. Fifteen minutes later, I was walking into the bank.
It took an hour to withdraw the funds. I was lucky enough that when we opened the account we had a note
on it that we agreed to allow the other to take out any amount as needed as long as the funds were in the
account. Jason was a busy man and didn’t want to be bothered with having to give me permission to use
our money. I asked for ten thousand in cash and the rest in a cashier’s check. I will take mom to the bank
tomorrow in Vegas and deposit the check in my writer’s account after we switch the account to my name.
At the airport, as I was waiting to board the plane, my phone buzzed. I didn’t recognize the number, so I didn’t answer it. But all the way to my seat, the same number called two more times. On the fourth time, I finally
answered it.
“Hello?”
“You f*cking b*tch. How could you take the money out?”
“I told you I was. That way, I didn’t have to wait for it when you filed the papers.”
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Going Home
“I didn’t think you’d actually go through with it,” he mumbled.
“That sounds like a you problem.”
+8 Points >
“Isha, baby, this is just temporary. Please, just put the money back. You can still use the account. I won’t close your card.”
“Jason, I have already given my card to the bank manager. We’re over. You wanted this and I’ve accepted it.”
“You’re wrong, we are not over. You’ll see. Once I get what I want, you and I are going to renew our vows.”
“Whatever, goodbye, stop calling me.” Before he could say anything else, I hung up, blocked the number.
Before we took off, I texted my new bffs.
About to take off. Hope you guys are having a great day.
Mic: Have fun, beautiful.
Dawson: But not too much fun, don’t forget about us. (Kiss emoji)
Ford: Miss your sweet (peach emoji) already
Davis: Truth or Dare gorgeous?
Dare
Davis: Show us something naughty.
I looked around the plane. People were still boarding. I was at the way back by the bathrooms, so I got up real fast and went into the bathroom. I had a red lacy bra under my romper. It made my cleavage look phenomenal. I pulled my top down and angled my phone high. I bit the corner of my bottom lip and gave the phone a big-eyed innocent look. I looked at the picture, and it was exactly what I was going for. These men brought the naughty out in me, and I liked it.
I hit send, fixed myself and went back to my seat. Luckily, this flight wasn’t super full, so I had no one sitting next to me. My phone buzzed, the pilot announced we were about to take off. I looked at my text.
Dawson: (Hot Face with tongue out emoji)
Ford: a gif of a cartoon hand stroking a cartoon eggplant up and down.
The smile on my face made my cheeks hurt.
Davis: Picture of his tented work pants
Mic: Damn Angel, I’m going to have a permanent hard on all day now.
Davis: On my way to your office
Dawson: No workplace shenanigans
Mic: Yes Daddy
Dawson: Gif of a wolf snarling
My brows furrowed. Workplace shenanigans? Mic calling Dawson daddy had me giggling. These guys were too much. But I was here for it. I put my phone on airplane mode and sat back to relax. I was going home.
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