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Chapter 02. Ex-husbands and Gay friends.

''So tell me what she looks like.''

Paige looked at James fromher side of the bed, eyeing his bare torso and allowing her eyes to sneak a peek at his bare belly where the covers prevented her from being able to look down any further. She knew exactly who he was talking about, because this was part of their little routine. Seduction, Sex and Speaking about her problems after. Triple S. Maybe he wasn't just a fuckbuddy after all. Maybe he was a friend as well.

A small sigh escaped her mouth before she rolled onto her belly, her eyes still on him, leaning on her forearms.

''Like every normal woman's nightmare. Blonde, gorgeous, miles of leg. Basically Heidi Klum, but slightly younger.''

''Not much different than you then.''

''James, don't. Don't do that. If I really was that gorgeous then why am I not dating a male model right now?''

''Because you're fucking one. Plus you don't want to date. You know I would take you out but you refuse to let me. No strings attached remember?'' He shifted onto his side and looked at her with his deep brown eyes, giving her the feeling that he could see right through her.

''She's only a rebound. He'll be sending her down the lane sooner or later and you know this. You're getting too worked up about this, Paige. He's your ex, he's a jerk. Get over him and move on.'' She sighed and ran her finger down his upper arm and watched as he flexed the muscles slightly.

He was probably right, like he was right about most things. She opened her mouth to reply but the shrill ringing of her cellphone beat her to it and she moved her head to the other side to pick it up from her bedside cabinet. Henry's name flashed across the display and James looked over her shoulder, his warm breath on her ear sending shivers down her spine.

''Don't answer that.'' He told her gently and his hand slowly crept up her waist, pulling her back gently against his body.

''There might be something wrong with the kids.'' Paige argued and answered anyway trying hard to block out the male hand now stroking her waist.

''Paige.''

''Hey, it's me. Listen I was wondering. Junior really won't go to sleep unless you come and kiss him goodnight. Do you think you could maybe orb over and do that for me?''

''What? No Henry they're at your place. If he doesn't want to go to sleep then you deal with him. You're his dad it shouldn't be too hard.'' James' finger started to trace circles around her bellybutton and she had to do everything she could to hold back a sigh.

''Tell him to go fuck himself.'' He whispered in her ear and Paige giggled slightly elbowing him in the stomach gently.

''Paige, c'mon. Please? If not for me then for Henry.''

''Just read him a story give him his teddy bear he should be fine. You made him there's part of you inside him. You can figure it out.''

''No, but Paige. Wait.''

''Talk Sunday, Henry. Bye.'' Another giggle left her mouth as she flipped her phone shut and placed it back on top of her bedside cabinet. Rolling back onto her side to face James whose hand had left her waist a minute earlier she noticed that he was now standing next to the bed, getting dressed. She allowed herself a few minutes of the pleasure of watching him dress himself before speaking.

''You're going already? It's not even eleven yet.''

''I have to be up early tomorrow. Meeting with my agent at 8.'' He told her and buttoned his white shirt back up.

''But you can sleep here, can't you? I have an alarm clock.'' She smiled hopefully and wrapped a sheet around her body while she sat on her knees, her eyes now level with his sternum. She looked up at him.

''Just sex, Paige. Remember? And talks if you want but we agreed on the fact that I wouldn't sleep over. You know this.'' Before sitting back down on the mattress he kissed her forehead and grabbed his shoes.

Paige tried to hide the disappointment on her face as she watched him tie his shoelaces. His shoes were neat, expensive. He looked representative the total opposite of her at the moment. She worked at a small bar in town, two nights a week. The money was fine, but only because she wore a tight top so more men would give her higher tips. On weekdays when the kids were to school she worked at the restaurant that was just across the street. The tips weren't as good as the ones she got at the bar, but at least there weren't any men feeling her up or trying lame pick up lines that weren't really that original. She hated her job at the bar, but on the other side she loved it because she got to escape her crappy apartment and forget all about her problems at home, because she had enough problems to deal with at the bar. Drunk problems that was. Men she needed to get a cab or stop from fighting. At least it was a change.

''Fine. I'll see you next week then. Saturday?''

''Actually, next week is not a good time. I'll be busy. How about the week after?''

''Hey, I have needs you know.''

''Yeah, Paige. So do I. And since you don't want to date me, I've got a date with someone else.'' He leaned down and gently brushed her cheek with his lips.

''Sorry.'' He offered her another of his great smiles before walking out of the room and it took Paige a couple of seconds before it dawned on her what he'd just said. Nearly stumbling over the sheets wrapped around her body when she got to her feet, she moved after him quickly and reached the living room just as he opened the door to step outside.

''Wait. When did you meet this woman?''

''She's a model. Paige I've really got to go I'll call you tomorrow, okay? Bye.'' He gave her a quick wave and walked into the hall, letting the door fall shut behind him and leaving Paige stand in her living room, wrapped in nothing but a sheet.

That night she was startled awake by a loud noise outside her window. Her eyes opened and she sat up immediately the noise outside continuing. It took a while before she realised that people were shouting outside. Down on the street, below her window.

She couldn't quite make out the words that were being said, but even from inside she could understand that two people were obviously fighting. She rolled onto her belly, which wasn't easy since she was tangled up in her sheets, and leaned on her elbows to be able to look out the window. The shouting continued and Paige could barely make out two figures in the dark street, pushing and shoving. Calling each other names. It was starting to give her a headache. Making sure her sheet was covering up the parts of her body she really didn't need any strangers to see, she used her free hand to unlock the tiny window and open it so she could hang out of it.

''Hey, could you keep it down there?! I'm trying to sleep!'' Normally she'd have ignored them but the annoyance of Henry's perfect new girlfriend, James having a date and not being able to sleep just got the better of her. She slammed the window shut after not receiving any response when the two, possibly drunk, men outside just ignored her and never stopped their argument.

Chocolate, she needed chocolate.

And for the second time that night she walked into her kitchen in nothing but the same sheet as before. After several minutes she finally located a half bar of chocolate behind some coffee cups in one of the upper cupboards. Smiling, she turned around and just then a swirl of white lights illuminated the place for several seconds and slowly a broad body started to form which Paige quickly recognised as her best friend's.

She quickly hid the chocolate bar behind her back but couldn't help a squeal from leaving her lips.

''You're back!''

A grin covered his handsome features and he spread out his arms, silently inviting her for a big hug. She stumbled towards him instantly, a blur of sheet, uncombed hair and smiles to throw her arms around his neck and hug him like she hadn't seen him in years.

''What have I told you about eating chocolate in the middle of the night?'' He told her as his warm arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her close. She laughed quietly and placed the chocolate on the counter behind her as she buried her face in his neck and inhaled his familiar scent.

''I have very good reasons. One of them being that James has started dating this girl.'' The man in front of her exhaled a dramatic gasp causing her to smile. She'd missed his drama and the way he seemed to understand her so well. Why couldn't straight men be like this? She'd known Simon for almost over a year now, ever since the whole thing with Henry had started and he'd been such an amazing friend. More gay than anyone she'd ever met, yes she would admit that and sometimes he annoyed the hell out of her, but most of the time he was there for her and he could always bring a smile to her face.

If only she could marry him. But Simon hated the idea of committing to one person. He liked to say that he was still young and wouldn't settle down until he'd slept with every good looking gay man in America. And maybe even Europe. As long as they were good in bed.

''Are you serious? Woman, you need more than half a bar of chocolate. Or should I say we?'' He let go of her and showed her the package of Toblerone he'd been holding. He knew it was her favourite.

''You're amazing. Did anyone ever tell you that?'' She beamed happily and took the chocolate out of his hand planting a kiss on his cheek in the process. Simon just shrugged and walked over to the couch in the living area of the apartment.

''As a matter of fact, Craig did. More than once actually. That man has got to be the most sexual person I've ever known. Apart from you, of course.'' He added with a grin while he flopped onto the couch. It made a wooshing noise.

''If you want a piece of chocolate, all you have to do is ask.'' She replied and followed suit, flopping down next to him.

''Paige, can I have a piece of chocolate?'' And as she looked into his face, watching his large blue puppy eyes, she felt a lot better than she'd done only minutes before. Trust Simon to cheer her up within a matter of seconds.

''Only if you tell me all about your week away with Craig. And I need the details because something tells me I'm not going to be seeing any more of James for a long time.''

To be Continued...

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