I'm on a roll here is chapter 5 and then six
Disclaimer - not mine but I would of bought the show !! he he he oh yea Damon's deceased wife's name was Cindy so I'll keep that in mind for next time .
No sooner had the thought came popping into her head, did her cell phone start ringing. 'Damon' flashed on her cell phone. What was she going to do? She couldn't ignore him; he'd keep calling until she answered. Taking a deep breath she answered.
"Hello, Damon I was just going to call you."
" No you weren't, but nice try. wanted to make sure you and Jack were coming the game tonight"
" I have to go get ready bye Damon." She hung up before he could ask to speak to Jack.
Lynn went to her bag, pulled out a pair of jeans, her husband's hockey jersey, sneakers, and her favorite tacky item the Mustang bra and boy short panties. She then grabbed her make up bag, plugged in her tunes, and locked the hotel room door. She also let the bathroom door open enough so she could hear the music coming into the room. Lynn, undressed with a smile playing on her lips, one part of her couldn't wait to see the other wives, but part of her couldn't stand the thought of seeing them though, however she did wonder how Evelyn and molly were.
Two hours later, with everything in place and hair and makeup done she was ready to go. She checked her email before she left. She left her room feeling like a million bucks unit the desk clerk stopped her.
" Mrs. Kingston."
She turned around to look at him " Yes?"
" There is a limo here to pick you up for the Mustang's game " he informed her.
'Who is the limo from, because not al to of people knew I was here"
Like, magic he appeared, the one man that made her skin crawl. Malcolm.
" Lynn, how are you "he drawled
"Malcolm, darling I'm well and yourself " Lynn chirped " what a surprise I didn't know ex- Mustang widows got the royal treatment from you" she told him as she kissed his cheek.
" Now Lynn, your husband was a beloved player and you know that , besides it's all over the place that a troubled Damon trebuchet left you tickets . A bell boy called us to tell us because you know Damon, where ever he is trouble starts, but then we called the press" he told her smiling .
" You are disgusting you know that , trying to make a story out of nothing more than a player being n ice to his best friend's widow. No wonder Troy left…. Troy left because you wouldn't let him have the contract the he wanted and it was only more play time." She hissed at him.
" Lynn, we decided not to keep him because he had turned into Damon, did you know about his drugs and that he use to cheat on you with Jessica?" Malcolm
Lynn, wasn't sure how it happened , but her open palm reached out and slapped Malcolm. Malcolm looked at the guy behind the desk who had been holding a camera .
"Did you get that?" Malcolm gave the guy an evil smile " Can , you see it now Mustang's widow assaults me for who knows why?"
Lynn, knew that Malcolm could ruin her husband's name if he wanted too, by selling those pictures "Alright you little worm, what do you want from me ?" she asked him.
" Just get in the limo and sit in the owners box with the rest of the wives, and act like Troy is the must important thing to you. I know Damon gave you those tickets for you and your kid ,but look where is that talented boy of yours. Plus it would mean so much to the Mustangs if you sat with the other wives, you know to show you still love the mustangs" he sneered at her .
" Malcolm out of all the things I've ever called you in your life stupid was not one of them" Lynn snorted at him as she walked out of the hotel and got into the limo with him. Knowing some how she would regret it.
You guessed it Malcolm is going to be a pain in the ass…..