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.

skin, the marks left by Ernest last night

motherhood herself, understood all too well what those marks

"Felicia, did you come here just to show this off? Are

venomous, yet without

her comment slide, replying with a mockingly light laugh, "You think everyone's like

with Conrad for ten years, getting bored and moving on to other

a common belief among those who knew about me

been with

matters required

as I have someone to sleep with," I parried, leaving her momentarily at a loss

it gets, and it seems like you're just

that wasn't the

to

to warn you," I leaned back comfortably in my chair,

actually scared," Haley smirked,

remote control in my hand, I gently lifted her chin, "Haley

I care

off limits."