Page 14 of Forgiveness
“What the hell are you trying to tell me, woman?” Chet nearly threw down the phone before he got his head in the game enough to write back a reply of some substance.
Chet:What’s wrong, baby girl? Anything I can do to help you?
More of those damn bubbles. They died down again.What the hell’s up with this bitch?At that moment, he didn’t have the patience to be Prince Charming, especially with a throwaway reject who wasn’t his girl in the first place. He was half-tempted to blow Rebecca off altogether, but Chet had exchanged too many texts with this one and had put too much thought into his plans to not get at least a blow job out of it.
Rebecca:Do you want the truth?
Chet nearly drove his fist through the shed’s wall, but he kept it together enough to compose a reply.
Chet:Absolutely, baby girl. Honesty is the most important thing between a man and woman.
More bubbles. He kept his gaze fixed on the barn door.
Rebecca:Ok. I bumped into Roy Mullins and he asked me out. I’m totally into steer wrestlers, and I’ve been following him on the circuit for a while. I’m super sorry. I hope u understand. Maybe if u come back around some other time???
Insecurity clawed and clutched the inside of his chest, and his head pounded as if he’d been struck by a sledge hammer. Humiliation burned across his hairline and the back of his neck as he re-read the text. He gripped the phone as his fingers flew across it.
Chet:Not a chance in hell, CUNT.
He carefully slid it back in his pocket, then walked over to a tree branch that was laying on the ground and picked it up. In less time than it took him to breathe, he let loose all the anger that’d been sitting on his chest since he’d followed Maggie to the stables.
Sweat dripped down Chet’s face and back as he swung the branch at anything in sight until he became exhausted and dropped it onto the ground. Hundreds of splinters laid at his feet as he breathed heavily, his adrenaline soaring so high he barely felt the cuts and scratches that were sure to be on his palms. All he saw was Maggie. Every thought was Maggie.
Without missing a beat, Chet strode to his pickup and jumped inside. He turned on the ignition and moved it to a dark corner of the lot so it faced the stables.
When Maggie came out, he’d be ready.
