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Chapter 10 – Truth time?

March 16th, 2013

Paige was in an unusually good mood when she entered her place, shutting the door behind her with her foot. In both her hands were bags of clothing, food and shoes and she set them down by a small table in the hallway. After throwing her keys onto the table she picked the smallest bag and made her way to the livingroom.

It was completely empty and a little too quiet for her liking. Sure, the kids had all gone to the Zoo with Simon, on her request, but Henry was supposed to be home. She hoped he hadn't been paged to go to work.

The last couple of weeks he'd been working a lot and Paige had been busy taking care of the kids.

She couldn't even remember the last time she'd had sex with her husband and she wasn't impressed. When she was younger she'd sworn to herself that she wouldn't have that kind of marriage. And so that morning she'd decided to go out and buy some new set of lingerie which would drive her husband wild.

Or which would at least suggest that she wanted him.

She'd succeeded in buying a set and to top it off she'd also find a nice coconut smelling massage lotion. Now all there was left to do was to find her husband.

Upstairs the sound of a vase being knocked over could be heard and Paige smiled to herself. That's what he was doing. The twins were getting new beds and he was probably trying to put them together.

She took a deep breath and ascended the white staircase that circled to the first floor of their place. When she reached upstairs she crossed the small hall to the twins' bedroom and peeked inside.

Empty.

Her son's bedroom next, also empty, except of course for great variabilty of toys that lay scattered across the floor.

On the other side of the wall a bed squeeked and Paige left her son's bedroom, making her way to the dark wooden door of her own bedroom. The bed squeeked again and she could clearly hear Henry's voice. He was talking to someone.

On the phone?

She placed her hand on the doorknob and turned it, the door swung open effectively and there, on her bed. Their bed, was Henry. Semi naked and on top of a blonde woman that she didn't recognise. Hell, she barely even recognised her own husband seeing him in that position.

''Henry?'' Her voice sounded confused and genuinely surprised. He whipped his head around and his eyes widened to an almost painful degree when he saw her standing in the doorway. Bag in her hand, eyes clear and round. The words that left her lips next were barely audible.

''Oh my. God.''

She woke with a start, sitting up straight instantly in a strange room and a strange bed next to a strange man. Or maybe the man wasn't so strange. When Paige pushed the hair that stuck to her sweaty forehead from her face, she noticed that Cole Turner was sprawled on his stomach next to her.

The sheets low, barely covering his behind, exposing a very chiselled back.

A sigh escaped her lips and she looked around the room again, blinking, before everything came rushing back to her. She was at a hotel, with Cole, not home, with Henry. Or what used to be her home.

Oh god she'd had sex.

Amazing, mind blowing sex.

Okay so maybe not that mind blowing but it had been good. Perfect, even. Just right for her. Better than with Henry. She shook her head, trying to ban him out of her thoughts. She shouldn't think of him anymore, not in that way. Paige stole another glance at the naked man next to her and smiled slightly. No, thinking of Cole in that way was a much better idea.

As if on cue Cole rolled onto his back and ran a hand down his chest, mumbling a quiet good morning. He opened one eye, glanced at her, offered her a lopsided smile before closing his eye again and shifting onto his side. His hand formed the pillow under his head into shape and he pushed out his legs, stretching.

''Good morning, indeed.'' The young woman lay back down on her side so she was facing him. Her fingertips traced the early morning stubble that covered the lower part of his face, making him smile slightly.

''I'll shave later.'' He opened his eyes and looked at her. She immediately found herself lost in his pools of blue.

''I kinda like it this way. It's sexy. Suits you.'' Under his intense look she could barely put two words together. His warm hand creeped up the small of her back and he hooked one of his legs around her, effectively pulling her closer to his body.

''You're quite sexy yourself.'' He told her and lifted the sheets slightly, pretending to peek underneath. She grabbed them and pulled them closer to her body. Why she wasn't sure, he'd seen every inch of her at least once last night. Maybe it was the bright light that forced her to face reality. Or maybe it was because she didn't want him as much as she'd wanted him last night.

''And maybe a little shy.'' A devil smile briefly flashed across his face and slowly, but surely, he started trailing kisses from the spot just below her ear, across her jaw, to the corner of her mouth. Automatically her hands found his strong arms, loving the way his muscles flexed unconsiously underneath her finger tips and tracing patterns across the tanned skin with her index and middle finger.

She felt him shiver and when she opened her mouth to speak he captured her lips with his before even the slightest word could escape.

In stead a muffled noise was caught in her throat, but she'd already forgotten what she was going to say and kissed back softly. The rough stubble on his face tickled her softly and she pulled back, giggling.

''Maybe you should shave first before I kiss you.''

''Not yet.'' He said and rolled onto his back. He moved his hands behind his head and looked at the ceiling after glancing at her once more.

''Can I ask you something?'' He didn't look at her again, in stead he kept staring at the ceiling as if considering whether or not it needed a new layer of white paint.

''Evertyhing except for Will you marry me.'' She grinned and shifted underneath the cool sheets. Once close enough she rested her head on his chest, smiling when she heard the steadiness of his heartbeat.

''Damn. No, that wasn't what I was going to ask.'' He stroked her back softly and moved his head slightly until his nose was touching her hair. It still smelled of peach. She didn't reply and he sighed softly.

''Why did you and Henry get a divorce?''

''Everything except for will you marry me and why did you and Henry get a divorce.'' She answered instantly. The tone in her voice had changed from playful to serious and she moved her hand to his waist, closing her eyes. A strand of hair fell in front of her face and Cole used his fingers to push it back behind her ear.

''Why? I'm curious. You got three kids, you must've been happy. Did it get boring or something? Because that's hard to imagine, you're not exactly a boring woman.''

''Cole, please. I don't want to talk about it. Don't ruin it okay? And sucking up is not going to get you anywhere in this case.'' She pushed his hand away and sat up, keeping the covers close to her chest. Cole watched her get up and collect her clothes which were scattered across the floor of the bedroom.

''Paige..''

''No. I should go. Simon's probably waiting.'' The sheets rustled when he hurried to sit up, they fell down to the level of his waist, leaving his entire upper body unconvered.

''I didn't mean to upset you. Come on, Paige. It can't be that bad, he's a good guy.'' Paige pulled her top over her head and pulled her hair back, securing it into a ponytail with the hairband around her wrist. After pulling on her skirt and zipping it up she picked up her shoes and her bag, before turning to Cole. He was looking at her patiently, expectantly with those caring blue eyes. Damn those eyes.

''He's not a good guy, Cole. You walked right into that one, as did I.'' She gave him one last meaningful glance before walking out of the bedroom.

When the door of his hotelroom clicked shut behind her she crossed the spacious hallway to the elevator and pressed the button on the wall. It lit up orange and while she waited she put her heels on making her a good three and a half inches taller. The elevator dinged, the doors slid open and she quickly wiped away the tears that were threatening to roll down her cheeks.

The man that was already standing in the elevator looked at her curiously, but when she stepped inside he politely asked her what floor she needed and pushed the button for her.

March 16th, 2013

''What else, Henry? What else weren't you telling me?! Don't tell me that this was a spur of the moment kind of thing. I am not going to believe you, not after this!'' She was on the verge of throwing something at him and her normally pale cheeks were flushed dark red with anger.

''Nothing Paige! I told you.'' He closed his eyes momentarily as he heard the front door slam shut. His eyes flew to the windoow to watch the other woman walk down the steps to her car, but they went straight back to Paige when she started again.

''Don't you watch her go. Damnit Henry. I thought I could fucking trust you. I thought you were better than that. Tell me. What else have you been hiding from me? I deserve to know.''

''Nothing, Paige. I told you it just happened. I'm sorry. Please.'' She fell silent for her while, folding her arms and just looking at her husband.

''Paige...''

''No.'' His eyes took her in. She was standing opposite him, eyes flashing a kind of anger he hadn't seen before, mixed with disappointment. Her arms were folded and her feet stood a few inches apart. He knew when she'd made up her mind.

''I'm sorry..'' He tried, one last futile attempt. Paige shook her head and turned around, walking to the door. Before she walked out she turned to him, saying one last thing.

''I want you out by the end of this week.''

When she walked into her apartment she was surprised to find all the lights turned off. The only light that shone in was the one from the full moon that stood high in the dark sky outside.

''Simon?'' Paige closed the door behind her and turned the switch on the wall. Blinking against the bright light that now filled up the room, she expected to find her friend asleep on the couch.

The couch was empty.

Frowning slightly, Paige put her bag down and took off her shoes, placing them next to the door with her other shoes. Most of the pairs had only one shoe standing there, the other one – she figured – was somewhere under the couch or behind a plant.

The twins' doing. They were usually the reason she lost her things.

She crossed the livingroom on tiptoes and went to check on the kids. Henry was sound asleep in his red car bed, teddy tightly clutched to his chest. The sight caused a smile to appear on Paige's face. If she didn't know any better she'd believe her kids were actually innocent. Then again, she hadn't exactly been all that good when she was younger.

After a quick check up on the twins – who were just as sounds asleep as their brother – there was only one bedroom left she hadn't looked in yet.

And as she'd expected Simon was asleep in her double bed when she opened the door. His bare back was turned towards the door and he was breathing peacefully, his hair a mess. Paige shook her head, she could only be glad that he was occupying the bed on his own and not with some new guy. Like the last time she'd walked into her bedroom after a night out.

Shivering slightly at the memories, she turned off the light in the livingroom and walked into her bedroom quietly.

She'd didn't have anything against gay people, not at all, but she didn't need the visual either. And what she'd walked in on was a visual that wasn't going to disappear out of her memory any time soon.

Carefully she wiggled out of her skirt and pulled her top over head before slipping on a comfortable oversized t-shirt. In the bed Simon moved slightly and exhaled deeply before he turned onto his back and ran a hand down his chest.

''Paige?'' He cleared his throat slightly and turned his head.

''Hey sleepyhead. Aren't you supposed to go on a date?''

''Yeah. No. Where the hell have you been all day?''

To be continued...