I should have guessed it was going to be brought up sooner or later. I took my drink and decided not to fall into his trap. “I am actually in the middle of a divorce” I replied.

  “Divorce?” he laughed. “Must be something in the water. Where are you staying?”

  I looked down at my glass and shifted in my seat. “Riley's” I muttered.

  He took a sip of his drink and swallowed before replying. “What is his place – The local open house?” He laughed at his own joke which amused me. He turned serious within a flash. His eyes narrowed. “Is she still there?” I just nodded and returned to my drink. “Take it you know, then?” He snarled. “That fucking prick... I gave him a chance and he fucks me over.” He looked over and gave a crooked smile. “Maybe I should teach him a lesson...”

  I took another sip of the whiskey. I hadn't drunk this in years. Then I cringed when I realized why I didn't drink it. I pushed the glass away and turned to look at him. “Riley is just a little dazed at the moment” I said in his defence. “We both know Georgina has a way of capturing people. It's all part of her charm.”

  I watched his eyes light up and a flicker of love crossed his face. “That's true” he sighed. “She cast some spell on me...” His face turned cold again. “Are they together?”

  I shrugged. Truthfully I didn't have a clue what was going on. I glanced back at Maxwell and it was clear he was heartbroken. I actually felt sorry for him; I had been there and I could relate to how he was feeling. It was time to get into Maxwell Thomas's good books and make a mends for the grief I had given him years ago.

  “No,” I finally answered and he let out a deep breath. “Why don't you just go and talk to her?”

  “What there?”

  “Why not?”

  He sat back in his chair and his mouth twitched. “What do you want, Waterman?” Suspension filled his voice.

  I rolled my eyes. “Nothing! Look, she’s your wife and you need her. After everything you both have been through. Are you really going to let her walk away?”

  He tilted his head to the side, looking at me from the corner of his eyes and a slight frown. “Why are you being nice?”

  “I haven’t got a problem with you, Maxwell. You and Georgina are both clearly not enjoying this. Come on, I'll take you there and you can get your wife back.”

  “No!” He snapped. “Tonight I want to get drunk! Drink” he demanded and for some strange reason I did as I was told. “Just to let you know, this doesn't make us best mates or anything.

  I gave a little laugh. “I never even expected it.”

  ***

  Georgina

  Me and Riley were still laying on his bed giggling like two little school children. I had lost count of the number of shots I had downed – like I even cared. I was enjoying myself and Riley was making me laugh with his endless impressions of Blake.

  I'd even stopped mourning after Maxwell and thinking about him and his whore in New York.

  “So,” Riley asked leaning in on his elbows. “I should really start thinking about bed. I have filming tomorrow and I haven't even looked over my lines.”

  “I'm sorry” I sighed, I felt really guilty now. I was intruding on his life with all my problems.

  “No” he reached out and his hand touched my face. “I like having you here.” His grey eyes were luring me in and I was being captivated by his handsome face.

  He was one of those pretty boys with that dark edge about him. I could feel myself biting down on my lip. This was all unexpected and was taking me a little off guard.

  “I’ve always liked spending time with you.” He leaned a little closer to me and his tone was low.

  My eyes focused on his mouth. I knew I should have backed away, but his lips embraced mine and I fell into his kiss. His tongue slowly playing with mine. I grabbed the back of his head and pushed my tongue further in his mouth. I never wanted his lips to leave mine. The tingles began to fill my body as his fingers ran through my hair. I felt comforted and wanted. This made it feel even better.

  He pulled away and wrapped his arms around me. “We can't have sex” he winked and I nodded in response. My lips still tingled from his kiss. He kissed my forehead. “Sleep now” he laughed, he turned over and switched the lamp off. I stared into the darkness and felt my heart beating fast. What was going on??

  CHAPTER NINE

  Maxwell

  Another boring board meeting, why did my life feel like a constant meeting? I looked over at my wife sitting opposite me and a pang of sadness hit me. It had been days since we had actually spoken and I was missing her like mad. I kept thinking about what that shit head had said to me in the bar. Maybe if I'd taken his advice, then maybe she would be back where she belonged.

  She was avoiding all eye contact with me and was just staring into space. Her mind preoccupied with other thoughts that didn't include me, obviously.

  I knew I had over reacted and guilt was a constant reminder of what I had done to her days ago. I kept thinking about moving out and allowing her to take the house. At least that way she wouldn't be living with that prick Riley.

  My mind turned back to the meeting. They were all discussing the charity event that had originally been Georgina's idea, but she hadn't muttered one word in the last hour.

  “Right,” I bellowed. “Let’s call it a day for now.” I put my pen down and rubbed my brow. All our team began to clean their things away including Georgina. “Mrs Thomas, could you stay behind a second.” Her eyes finally looked at me and I could feel the pure hatred penetrating in my direction.

  She made no attempt to reply and just sat back in her chair with her arms folded. Everyone else practically raced to get out of the room. Was our marriage problems now public knowledge? I waited till the last person was gone and the door closed shut.

  I got out of my chair and made my way over to her, that magnetic charge between us instantly reappeared and slowly she looked up at me with her blue eyes.

  I was hypnotised by her beauty and my blood was being flow south. I knelt down next to her and placed my head in her lap. I really needed her back. I was nothing without my wife and I loved her too much not to have her near me.

  Her fingers began to play in my hair and I closed my eyes with enjoyment. I melted in her touch. This was the woman I was willing give everything up for and I was treating her badly. Seriously, how could I deny her access to our son?

  “I'm sorry,” I cried, slowly looking up at her beautiful face.

  “You called me a slag.” I watched her eyes fill with tears and she shifted in her seat. “You really thought that of me during my interview?”

  I let out a deep breath and ran my hands through my hair. “Fuck no. I was just angry about you walking out on me and staying with Riley.” I ran a finger along her cheek. “You’re my beautiful, wonderful, sexy, honest and caring wife. I was a prick.” I swallowed hard. “I should have told you about New York.”

  She didn’t reply, just kept blinking. I gripped hold of her face and pulled it down to mine. “I want to kiss you, but only if you want me to...” Slowly she started to bite down on her lip and a faint smile appeared on her face. I think that was my approval. “I love you” I moaned longingly as our lips met.

  My hands began to explore her curves, starting on hips and working there way up to her perfect round breasts. My tongue invaded her mouth and was instantly hard. I wanted her, deeply and now.

  I broke away from the kiss and stood up. With out any warning I pulled her up from the chair, spinning her round and laying her on the desk.

  “You’re still my wife, Georgina” I growled, as I undid my belt and pulled it free from my trousers. I looked at the belt and then looked at my wife lying before me. Her panting, her eyes wide and that lip locked between her teeth. “Shell we play?”

  “Yes,” her voice breathless.

  “Put your hands above your head.”

  She raised her hands above her head. I felt that smile creep across my face. Knowing I was going to dominate her only added to my arousal. I leaned over and wrapped my belt tightly around her wrists. She was bounded and completely at my mercy.

  My finger traced her down her arm, over her breast and down to her thighs. She was amazing sight to behold and she was all mine. This woman had the power to bring me to my knees and she knew it. That was why she behaved like this. She liked to get a reaction from me. Looking at her right now, she was still that woman who walked into my office and captured my heart.

  “This is going to be quick” I growled, my erection ridged and pressing against the stem of my pants. I quickly undid my trousers and set myself free. I watched Georgina’s eyes glaze over and her tongue gliding across her lips.

  I pushed her skirt up to her waist and slide her panties to the side. With my index finger I began to play with her sweet spot, she was already for me and I couldn’t deny myself any longer.

  Locking her legs around my waist, I plunged deep inside of her. Air leaving my lips as I felt her muscles contract around me. I was right this was going to be quick. How many days had it been?

  My fingers dug in to her waist as I slammed into her repeatedly. My head dropped back and growls left my mouth. I was in heaven. Georgina screams were just as loud as mine. I didn’t care about the noise or wife others heard. I was scoring my fix and nothing got in the way of that.

  I felt Georgina climax beneath, her whole body shaking with her orgasm. I exploded, spilling myself deep within her. My heart thumped against my chest, my legs went like jelly. My whole body collapsed on top her.

  We lay there, both trying to get our breath back. Her fingers playing in my hair. I couldn’t move. I was spent. Yet my mind was still working overtime. I needed her back, I needed her at home with me. Hopefully now everything was back to normal and I had my wife back.

  We both sorted ourselves out and exchanged smirks. I had been craving her for ages and I got my fix which was well and truly worth waiting for.

  “Are you moving back in?” I asked, straightening out my tie.

  She rolled her eyes and did up her last button. “How does this change anything?” She said in annoyance. “The minute I move in, all the same problems will still be waiting for us.”

  “Then I move out” I suggested, I just wanted her back and was willing to do anything to get her. “I can't lose you.” I walked over and wrapped my arms round her. She fell into my hug and rested her head against my chest. “Please George... You're my life and I can't imagine living without you. The last few days have been a living hell.”

  “I know” she stood back and looked away. Her eyes began to do that rapid movement thing from side to side. “I've been sharing a bed with Riley the last couple of days.” She placed her hands over her face.

  “Have you had sex?”

  “NO!” She yelled, removing her hands. “Why do you always assume that's what adults get up to when alone?”

  A little smirk appeared on my face. “Because I know what we get up to alone...” I shrugged my shoulders. “Like today.”

  She rolled her eyes and began to get her things together. “When thinking about it, we've had more sex here than we ever have had in our bedroom.”

  I screwed my nose up. “What can I say we are adventurous... just take that rest room a few weeks ago.”

  She stopped what she was doing and looked at me. Her mouth was tight and her eyes wide. Then she looked mortified. I couldn't understand her reaction... Had I said something wrong?

  “The only rest room we have been in is one in McDonalds and that was years ago.”

  I froze and felt all the blood drain from my face. I loosened my tie as I was beginning to feel it was strangling me.

  Georgina had gone pale and her eyes were filling back up with tears. “You had sex with someone else?” She slowly asked. I looked down at my feet and just nodded. “In New York?”

  She slowly walked over to me and stood in directly in front of me. I nodded in response to her question. I felt her fist slam into my face and I just remained standing still. I knew I deserved it.

  She started pacing up and down. “I actually felt guilty just sleeping in Riley's bed. There you were off in New York having sex in rest rooms on MY birthday.” She walked over to her stuff and picked it up. “We are still getting divorce. I can't stay married to a cheating, controlling, lying prick like you.”

  “Georgina!” I called after, her but it was too late she stormed off without even giving me another glance. I fell to my knees and placed my hands over my face. History was repeating its self and everything was now out of my hands.

  Why was I such a failure when it came to be a father or partner? How could I even confuse her with Stella? Stella was nothing compared to Georgina. In fact, it had been the worse experience of my whole entire life. Why? Why did I do it? Because deep down, I was still that selfish, controlling screw up I had always been. Once again Maxwell Thomas was alone.

  ***

  Blake

  I was bored out of my head... Me and Riley were sat in some club Georgina had insisted we went to. She had her party hat on and was dressed to impress. She was obviously out to show Maxwell what he was missing out on. Shame he was no where to be seen!

  Riley typically jumped at the invitation and I was dragged along.

  I hadn't told anyone about my night at the bar with Maxwell and if I did mention his name I was pretty sure Georgina would bite my head off. She had told us all about Maxwell in New York. I actually giggled to myself. I guess that was what you called Karma.

  Really... What did she expect? Surely the way they met would have given her some idea of what sort of man he was. I bet she thought she would change him, but men like Maxwell Thomas never change.

  “What is your problem?” Riley asked. I looked up from my glass which I hand been studying forever. His eyes were wide and he looked pretty pissed off. I rolled my eyes and looked down at my glass again. Just because I wasn't falling under Georgina's spell something was wrong with me. What a joke, I had been there, done that and had the police reports to prove it.

  “Nothing” I yawned, so much for a holiday?

  “You're not fooling anyone” he scrawled. “We are meant to be cheering Georgina up and you look like you’re at a funeral!”

  I turned my nose up at him, when did he become HER lap dog? He was really beginning to get on my nerves.

  ”Riley,” I said sternly. “This is not your problem... How many times do I have to say this” I paused and sat back in my seat. “I ran into Maxwell a few nights ago and he looked a mess. He is missing his wife and you need to talk to her seriously.”

  “So, you’re on his side?”

  I narrowed my eyes, what was he 6? “This isn't about taking sides. They have children and they need their parents. The only reason you're so happy about this is because you think she will fall in love with you.”

  “Grow up!” He spat at me. “Yes, I do like her...”

  “Really? Wouldn’t of never of guessed!” I sarcastically added.

  “At the end of the day she is my friend” he added, blanking my comment. We both went silent.

  Georgina finally returned to table carrying a tray of drinks. “What are you boys talking about?” She asked in a rather flirty manner.

  “You as always” I groaned, as she gracefully placed the tray on to the table and sat down.

  “Really,” she smiled in her Georgina way. I had to look away, that was the smile you had to avoid. “What about me?”

  “How ridiculous this all is...” I blurted out, Riley scowled at me again. Now I couldn't care less about her feelings or upsetting her. Someone had to tell it how it was. “Instead of pouring drinks down your neck, you need to get home and sort your marriage out.”

  She began to clap her hands in a sarcastic manner. “Impressive speech... Instead of you being here, shouldn't you be in Oxford sorting your marriage out?”

  “Cheap shot, George” I huffed.

  She glared at me with her rose bud lips tight. “Don't judge me, Blake. I've just found out my husband cheated and now I want to get drunk and forget about him.”

  “Stop being childish... You have a child!”

  She folded her arms and sat back in her seat. “I KNOW!” She tilted her head. “Well, in fact you knew before I did.”

  It was pointless even talking to her. She was in defence mode and nothing I was going to say would even sink in. I was defeated... Maybe Maxwell and their child were better off with her. She had changed into a rich spoilt brat.

  “Can you just stop all of this” Riley calmly said looking at me and then Georgina. “Lets just enjoy ourselves.”

  “Suppose so” Georgina mumbled still giving me the death look. I gave a little laugh she wasn't threatening at all.

  I held my hands up in defeat, but it wasn't for her it was Riley. He couldn't help being besotted with her and I knew she was just using him. I was here to keep an eye on my best friend.

  “I call truce” I said, looking in Georgina's direction. She screwed her nose up. She was such a child even at 30.

  “Georgina...” Riley sang, trying to win her over.

  “Fine!” She huffed while she grabbed a hot glass and downed it in one. “If he mentions Maxwell again, I will not be responsible for my actions!”

  Georgina

  I watched as he parched around the dance floor with some LA blonde airhead. Who did he think he was telling me what to do? The nerve of that man. Just walking back into my life and talking to me like I was a child. I knew I was a mother, but I could hardly do anything if Maxwell wasn't even allowing me access to Bailey.

  Everyday I was away from him was heart breaking and the fact that Maxwell was calling all the shots was frustrating. Here was alone, the two most precious people in my life were removed from me. Finding out today what Maxwell had done today had finally killed me off. I was empty and I wasn't sure who I was anymore. Everything I knew was gone and that dick, Blake, kept reminding me of what I should be doing.