Chapter 2
At exactly midnight, I heard a knock on my door. I was making my way towards the entrance when I halted my steps, a little shaky. Closing my eyes, I commanded myself to breathe and calm it down a notch before I had a full-blown panic attack. I hadn’t had one in over a decade and I’d be damned if I started to have one now. “Focus!” I hissed out loud before I strolled towards the door, opening it.
I caught myself before a loud gasp came out of my mouth when I found Dimitris standing there. He stood, one arm against the doorframe, the other in his pocket while he just stared at me for a few seconds. Few, yes, but it felt like time suspended between us while we drunk each other in. If he wasn’t so irresistible… I thought recklessly.
“May I come in?” Dimitris spoke, breaking my thoughts.
Without a word, I motioned for him to come in. He walked past me, striding towards the middle of the living room, taking in the blast from the past surroundings. The design was a retro-chic theme. Funky, fun, upbeat and just what I needed it to be like right-the-hell-now.
“Do you want a glass of wine? Water?” I offered, my eyes straying away from his enticing backside.
He shook his head before spinning around to face me, nonchalant. “No. I don’t plan to stay long.”
Right. He wanted to get rid of me now; that’s why he was advancing on this divorce. Bringing the big weight of his money and his name around, but when it was me who had wanted it, he had simply ignored the request.
I didn’t even notice the folder he was holding until he lifted it, pointing towards the couch. “Shall we?” Dimitris politely asked, irritating me like no other.
We sat on opposite sides of the couch before he laid out papers in front of me, explaining where I should read and sign. There were a lot to sign, too.
My rattled mind perked up when he started speaking again. “You didn’t sign a pre-nup. So, you’re basically entitled to half of what I own, if you so wish it.”
Not in this lifetime, I didn’t. I left him… after four days. The only thing I was entitled to was a bitch-slap. Money-hungry-woman certainly didn’t need to be attached to my name. “I don’t want your money.”
He was looking at me, thoughtful for a moment. “Thought as much. In any case, I’m still giving you a hefty settlement.”
Did he not hear me? Where was the angry man from earlier? What the hell happened to that man? I didn’t want this complacent Dimitris that everyone liked. I wanted that Alpha Greek; the possessive, magisterial, tempestuous, passionate kind of man. That I could handle, but this sweet looking, understanding yet composed one, I couldn’t.
“I said I don’t want your money. I have my own.”
He hardly gave me a shrug, past acknowledging my wants. “I don’t care if you do or don’t want it because I’m giving it to you. You were my wife, though the marriage lasted for four days, I’m still giving it to you. Do whatever you want with it. It doesn’t matter. I’m closing this part of my life with no speck of doubt in it. This settlement’s a part of it. So, let’s not argue about that, Lindsey.” Dimitris was getting worked up and, for once, I was tempted to see him break that calm fa?ade and see that passionate man which lurked within.
I had enough money of my own from my trust. Besides, I didn’t want anything from him. Not only was I undeserving, I had also caused him grief. “I really don’t want it, though. Give it to someone else, Dimitris. Heck, give it to your girlfriend. I’m sure she can get more of those massive diamonds that she sports all the f*cking time.” Okay, that was too much. That simply revealed that I was stalking him online, but hell, Claudine never stepped out without a minimum of ten grand worth of jewels draped on her. Who did that?
F*ck, I thought when those eyes simmered before me. I found myself clenching my vaginal muscles so hard, almost to the point of being out of breath. Those damn, stupid eyes dropped on my breasts then back to my gaze, impaling me. “Lindsey, will you please, for once, stop being so difficult. You were the one who walked out on me, so give me this courtesy, at least, and not hinder every good intention I have.”
Was this his way of manipulating my thoughts, with my body? Hell.
I didn’t know if I was bailing out because he was such a good man and he deserved so much more or if it was because I couldn’t handle being around him any longer. If giving me this settlement would ease his conscience, then so be it. “Fine. Fine. Let’s have it your way.”
“Good. These are the contacts to give your lawyers to reach mine,” he said, placing a business card atop the papers before he stood up, readying to leave.
I tensed as I followed him towards the door. A sharp breath escaped when he was about to open the door, but stopped, spun around and placed a kissed on my cheek.
Summer. The word popped into my mind when I first smelled him. His smell reminded me of that great summer we’d had. It was playing havoc with my senses and I had to harness my arousal before I did something shameful.
“Farewell, my dear wife,” he murmured into my ear, caressing my soul before parting with it, unlinking the bond.
Dimitris left before I had the chance to say my goodbye. I suppose it was best that I didn’t. He was a good man. It was just unfortunate that he had come across a woman like me one summer afternoon.