Destiny Rules: The Sequel

Chapter 35

"You've got to be fucking kidding me," Kristen's icy voice filled the room as she rose from the chair she sat at, Stevie and Lindsey stopped dead in their tracks in front of her.

"Kit, I—"

"I expected to catch you bringing some groupie or Vegas slut back here, but this," she scoffed with a bitter laugh, interrupting him and sending a chill down Stevie's spine, "This I have to admit is not where I traced those pictures to."

"What? What pictures?"

Stevie could tell by Lindsey's tone and facial expression that he had no idea what his wife was currently talking about as he tried to get over the shock of her being here, and neither did she.

"Kristen," Stevie interjected quickly, "I'm sorry, I don't know what you think is going on or what's happening here but I just came up to steal a bottle of wine from Lindsey's mini fridge - mine's all out."

"How dumb do you think I am, Stevie?"

"Kristen, what pictures are you talking about? What in the world is going on?" Lindsey interrupted again, thoroughly confused to the point that he felt a migraine coming on. He couldn't even take Stevie's fake story into consideration right now.

"I saw the fucking DICK PIC ON YOUR PHONE, LINDSEY," she screeched.

Stevie stilled, trying not to let a single reaction show on the outside. Their text messages. The photos. Kristen must have saw them, so why did she expect to find a groupie in here? She struggled to mentally catch up. Lindsey stood bewildered, his jaw lowered as he struggled to find the words.

"This seems like a private thing....I should go," Stevie shook her head, starting to turn around.

"Was he sending the dick pictures to you, Stevie? Is that what I'm missing here?" Kristen prodded angrily.

"Wha....what...I don't even know what that means. I just got a cell phone and I can't even really work it, I..."

Kristen turned her head from Stevie to Lindsey, accepting her ridiculous babbling as truth, "Then who the fuck were you sending it to?"

"I....Kristen, that was a private photo I didn't send it to anyone...."

"So you just take pictures of yourself naked for your own enjoyment?"

"Right," Stevie bit her lip uncomfortably, "I am going to head out uh, it's okay Lindsey I'll just get wine from room service....goodnight..."

Kristen rolled her eyes as Stevie scampered out of the suite before giving anyone a chance to respond. As the sound of the door slammed behind her, she stopped for a second in the hallway to take a deep breath, looking up at the ceiling. Holding her head in her hands, she made her way quickly back to the elevator and up to her suite, where she proceeded to spend the rest of the night sobbing, once again heartbroken over this tangled web they continued to weave.

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The next morning, Karen Johnston bit her tongue while Stevie dragged her feet through the hotel room, making them even later than they already were. She watched as her boss came up with every excuse in the book to buy more time before they headed to the plane back to LA. While she was more than excited to get home for a perfectly-timed 10-day break, Stevie was not looking forward to the hour and a half plane ride she'd have to spend with Lindsey and his wife after last night.

She hadn't heard from Lindsey since, which led her to believe he'd spent the night groveling and working his way out of their current situation. Hopefully Kristen bought it. Still, it made her uneasy to enter the plane not knowing what the outcome of their fight last night was.