No Strings Attached

Part 17 : No Strings Attached

"You were an adulterous woman before remember?" he threw at her, bitterly

"Well that's not the point." she retorted, "You're the one cheating on your fiancee!"

"You're the one cheating on your second and I do repeat second husband. Where the hell is Nick anyway?"

Sofia looked away, awkwardly, "Nick and I have been having a few problems recently...We're...thinking about divorce."

Rick arched an eyebrow upwards, "Well, I'm not surprised. It always was lust between the two of you, and you know it."

"What like this was?" She rallied back

Rick laughed bitterly, "Of all the goddamn bars in this city. Of all the goddamn women. It had to be you, didn't it? You had to find just one last f**king way to screw me over."

BUZZ.

“Oh my God.” Riccardo panicked, “That’s her. It’s Kimberley. What the hell is she going to say when she finds my ex-wife in our apartment, with a skimpy party dress on and wild sex hair?"

Sofia hesitated, "I'll hide...under the bed."

"Hide?!" Riccardo exploded, "You need to get the hell out of here!”

“And how do you suggest I do that?”

BUZZ.

Rick freaked out, "Okay, okay, okay! Just don’t make a sound, not a sound or so help me God, Sofia...”

“Okay. Shut Up.” Sofia growled, bending to crawl underneath the king sized bed.

Riccardo picked up the receiver, his hands shaking, “Hello?”

“Hi honey, it’s Kim."

He swallowed the lump in his throat, "Hey baby, come right up.”

CLICK.

It was mere moments before he heard her footsteps outside the door, and then it swung open.

CREAK.

His heart was pounding out of his chest, his palms sweating. This was a stupid, stupid mistake, and if Kimberley found out she would be livid. He regretted it with everything inside of him. His ex-wife for goodness sake! The one woman he hated more than anything in the world and he had slept with her last night! Stupid, meaningless drunken sex and now his marriage was at risk. His marriage to the girl of his dreams. She wouldn't leave would she?

She wouldn't find out. She would never find out. She didn't have to find out.

As Kimberley entered the apartment, he groaned.

Of course, she'd look more beautiful than ever.

Her bachelorette had clearly agreed with her, her hair out and curly just as he liked it, fresh faced with a tight t-shirt, jeans and sneakers, she didn't look a day over 18.

She was gorgeous. And he was royally screwed.

"Hey baby!" She squealed, her eyes lighting up as she threw her arms around him, "So sorry I didn't get back last night, I hope you didn't wait up? I just had a tiny bit too much to drink and ended up crashing at September's. You didn't miss me too much did you?"

She looked at him with those Bambi eyes and he couldn’t help falling for her all over again....

Rick wiped a trickle of sweat away from his brow, “That’s fine Kim. I didn't miss you as much as I thought. I’m just glad you had fun with your girlfriends...”

"God, Rick," she exclaimed, teasing "Did you have too much to drink last night? You look like death warmed up."

He laughed, awkwardly, rubbing his neck, "You always know how to make a man feel good, don't you?"

She pouted, "Oh baby, I'm sorry, here, let me kiss it better."

Leaning up on her tiptoes, she kissed his neck in the pressure point that always made him moan.

"I missed you so much..." she whispered, planting a soft kiss on his lips, "How about you show me how much you missed me?"

“Oh God, Kim.... Kim, I.... have to- I've got to tell you--"

She placed her finger over his lips, “Shh... no words, you don't need them. Just take off my clothes."

She continued to kiss him all over as she sat on the bed, and then laid down. How could he possibly resist what she was offering?

He began running his fingers through her hair as she looked into his eyes biting her lip nervously in a seductive way that had his body filling with unadulterated lust.

And then he snapped, throwing her backwards onto the bed and going for her jeans.

“Ouch."

Rick’s eyes widened in both shock and fear at the sound clearly emanating from beneath them both.

Kimberley frowned, pulling away from him, "What was that?”

Rick swallowed, his Adam's Apple bobbing, "Nothing. Nothing, baby. Probably just the floor. Or the neighbours."

Kimberley shrugged, putting her hands around his neck and kissing him again, leaning backwards to rest her head on the pillows.

“Ow.”

Then it was obvious. He could see it in her eyes. She knew.

"Rick, that's not the floor," Kimberley sighed, pulling away from him and lifting herself off the bed.

She looked at Riccardo and gave him a weak smile, her eyes holding a sadness that made his heart stutter in his chest.

“Alright, whoever you are, you can come out now.”

After a brief pause, Sofia crawled out from underneath the bed and put her head down, ashamed to look at Kimberley. Ashamed for Kimberley to recognise her.

But she did.

Kimberley swallowed, her green eyes brimming with tears, as she raised one shaky hand.

She tugged off the engagement ring, looking at it wistfully, before throwing it towards the bed.

She turned briefly to stare at Riccardo and Sofia, who both looked utterly shame-faced.

"I hope you two are happy together."

She walked quickly out of the apartment without a second glance. 

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Authors' Note:

So the woman in the club was Sofia! Did any of you expect it? Let me know.

B. Xxx