Chapter 37

"You bastard!" Courtney yells. I quickly detangle myself from Quinn. She takes long strides towards us. I watch her palm unfold and my fight or flight mode is activated. I move my head away from her. A second passes, no sting on my cheek I open my eyes to find the slap wasn't intended for me. Quinn stares at me with his hand resting on the cheek that was victimised. "Why do you always find different ways to hurt me?" Courtney asks. I feel a soft touch on my knee. I look down to find it's Theo. "Hi, Theo?" I speak. He leans his head on my hip. "Get away from him, homewrecker." Courtney pulls him to her. She turns to Quinn again, "Tell me, Quinn, what is so special about her. What sets her apart?" Her words burn through my chest. Quinn turns to me then to her. I don't expect him to take my side. "I should go," I say. "No, you are staying. You are the problem." Courtney says, she turns to Theo, " Honey, why don't you go to daddy's office. I will come to get you." She kisses his forehead. Quinn rubs his hair as a go-ahead. "Bye, Cara." He jogs out of the office. Courtney locks the door after him. "This must end today!" She demands. "I told you I want nothing to do with your husband," I state. "Funny enough you that a few hours ago, then later I find both of you ready to rip each other's clothes." "He should stay away from me." "So what you are saying is that you have no control over yourself when around him or anything?" I open my mouth and shut it. "That's what I thought. You both are the same. You have no value for anything only your comfort." Quinn scoots between us. "That's enough!" He barks at us. "Now you can talk?" Courtney says. "Can we not do this here!" He frowns at her. "Yeah, I don't want to be part of it," I say. "Bitch! You are not leaving." Courtney loses her composed act. "Today he is going to make a choice and we are both be present for this." Quinn furrows his brows, he bites his lower lip and realises it in frustration. I must say he is the least enthusiastic party about the whole situation. He shakes his head, "I have no choice to make." He states. "Your lover or your wife?" Courtney speaks. Why does everyone call me his lover? I am not. "She is not my lover." I step away from them. "Your whore, that suits her better." "Don't insult me," I warn her. "You did that to yourself the moment you slept with a married man." "You were on a break!" "Still married." "Enough!" Quinn bursts, "make a choice!" He scoffs. "—a luxury I was never afforded. He points at me, " You– You manoeuvred your way into my life with lies and manipulation and somehow I got addicted to that web like a drug." And you, he turns to Courtney, "Did I have a choice to marry you? Now I am trapped to protect Theo's future." He states, "I am the one that has had enough, everyone running my life and I get to be the spectator that deals with the consequences. So ladies I choose me." He takes his briefcase. "That is the end of that discussion, excuse me." He says with so much authority. We both stay silent as we watch him walk out of the room. "What an entitled ass!" I mutter. "Why are we even fighting over him?" Courtney asks. "I am not, you are," I say. "Yet you keep sleeping with him over and over." We stare at each other for a while. Somehow we can see the disappointment in each other. I don't why I am? however, I do understand hers. Her selfish husband couldn't choose her. "My offer still stands, leave Quinn for me, I am sure I can return the favour," Courtney speaks. "I will think about it," I say as I walk out to head home. ***** I find my house full. Kelly is in the kitchen and my brother, Oliver, and his girlfriend, Nimo, are seated on the sofa. "Hi?" Oliver says as I walk past them. I find my bedroom arranged and clean. The fresh scent is to die for. I start to undress. "Hey, " Kelly walks in. Hey," I respond. "How was your day?" She asks. I groan, "Terrible." I tell her the dramatic events that took place. "Poor Courtney. " Kelly mumbles. "That Quinn is a sissy," Kelly says. I nod though I fight the urge to defend him. "Damn girl! Those twins look exactly as I saw them in the magazines. Are they real?" Nimo walks in, her eyes glued on my bare chest. I sigh! Someone else in my list I can't stand. I nod to answer her question. "I wanna be like you when I grow." She gets comfortable on my perfectly spread bed. Kelly gives me a look. Not pleased that the girl christens the bed she made. "Excuse me, we are having a mature conversation here." Kelly glares at her. "I am mature," she squeaks excited. "I too can talk about Quinn, " she turns smiling at me. "And don't worry I am taking your side, Courtney, that Bitch!" She says. I ignore her and turn to Kelly, "I can not stand working with him." "Not to be intrusive I get the origin of your anger if somebody's son would refer me to the devil. I would gladly take him to my palace, Hell. However, what I don't understand is why you look so bothered like you had a relationship with him?" Kelly asked. She is right, what I don't understand is why it bothers me much. It is not like it is a new thing. During our booty call agreement, the guy could not even spare a glance in my direction leave alone acknowledge he knows my name. "I don't know. Maybe I do like the dysfunction in our relationship" I absent-minded to say. "Or maybe you are in love." Nimo chips in. The statement is ridiculous. I scoff, "Never." Could I be? I have never been in love in my life, would I be able to recognize that if I was?