No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

I was perched on the edge of my seat, just as tensed as anyone else in the room.

The cameraman switched views back to the pool table, capturing the moment the opponent's skilled shot went out of bounds. The place erupted in cheers.

The girl I was rooting for lifted her cue high, signaling her victory.

I watched the victor, my lips curving into a smile.

As music started playing on the TV, I swiveled my chair around to face Haley, "She won."

"The game's over. So, what brings you here?" Haley quizzed me.

I kicked the floor lightly, gliding the chair closer to her, crossing one leg over the other.

I was still wearing the black, slit silk skirt from last night's dinner with Yates and Fanny. The slit was subtly revealing when I stood, but sitting down, it provocatively exposed my thigh.

My skin was exceptionally pale, glowing against the dark fabric of my skirt.

Haley's gaze instantly shifted my way, a mix of admiration and envy in her eyes, even though she herself was fair and delicate. I knew her envy stemmed from not having flaunted her legs in a long while, especially with her pregnancy these past few months.

last night were all the

understood all too well what

cheeks turned a mix of embarrassed and annoyed as she snapped, "Felicia, did you come here just to show this

words were venomous, yet without a single

mockingly light laugh, "You think everyone's like you, lying under their husband but

face turned pale, "Felicia, you're no saint either. After sleeping with Conrad for ten

a

hadn't been with Conrad would be

matters required no explanation from

long as I have someone to sleep

you explain, the murkier it gets, and it seems like

that wasn't the reason for my

wanted to

you, I came to warn you," I leaned back comfortably in my chair, exuding an air of

Felicia, you're actually scared,"

closer to her, and with the remote control in my hand, I gently lifted her chin, "Haley mess with me all you want, I can play

I care

off limits."