“I’m an awesome person. I’ll get this done.” He pressed another kiss to her lips, and left the room.
“This is horseshit,” Dane said, staring at several official papers. “She wants a divorce?”
“Yes, she wants a divorce. She wants nothing from you, nothing at all,” James said.
Pixie watched as Dane stared at the paperwork, and shook his head. “No, I didn’t agree to this. I came back for her.”
“You left her,” James said. “You cheated on her. There’s a man she wants to be with, and she hasn’t because of you. You owe her this.”
“I want to talk to her.”
James took a deep breath. “She wants nothing to do with you. Just sign the paperwork.”
“I love her.”
Pixie watched as his brother flung his head back, and laughed. “You love her? Your ass hasn’t even been in Greater Falls when she needed you most. She asked me for one thing, and I’m going to make sure she gets it.”
James turned away and made his way toward his office. Suddenly, he stopped and made his way toward the kitchen. Pixie rushed for him.
“Hey, James, I want to take Suzy on a romantic vacation, and she would be willing to go with
me but she’s working for you, and so I figured if you’d be a star brother, and let her go with me, you never know, the trip could give you a niece and nephew, one or the other, or both.”
James stopped holding his hand up. “Whoa. You are talking way too fast for me right now.”
“Oops, sorry.” He pretended to lock his lips and throw away the key.
“Are you five now?”
“I love her,” he said, spilling the words he felt.
James paused.
“Yeah. You heard me right. I love her, and I want to spend the rest of my life with Suzy.” So much so he’d gone and pierced every single one of his condoms with a damn needle. The guilt was gnawing away at him. He was used to getting what he wanted, and he wanted Suzy all to himself.
James stared at him. “What’s her favorite color?”
“Pink. She tries to pretend it’s not, but it really is.”
“What about the food she likes?”
“She likes hot and spicy food. Trying new things, and she does enjoy cooking even if some of the stuff she cooks really doesn’t work out. Why are you asking me these questions?”
“It’s the first time you’ve ever cared enough to find out about a woman. Usually, you’re all about what you want, what you need.”
“Did I pass some kind of test?” Pixie asked.
“Yeah. Suzy can go on vacation. I’ve got stuff to deal with, and the mountain of paperwork will still be here when you both get back.”
“Do you need me for club stuff?”
“No. I can handle everything.”
Pixie nodded. “She’s the real deal, James.”
“I’m happy for you. I wish I can tell you how much, but right now, I just have to deal with Dane right now.”
“So, Lucy wants a divorce?”