A.J. Kinsey knew he was never meant to love until he meets the one woman he'll break all the Cheaters Club rules for...even if it leaves him broken.
written by @MarriedtoArod
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I spend the next two days with Maddy.
I have to admit they go by way too fast. Several of my appointments at the Club had to be cancelled—Holden isn't thrilled about it, but if the Rothschild lead is important to him then he's going to give me a pass whether he likes it or not.
Maddy and I have spent every minute with each other booking time slots at surrounding orphanages and women's shelters, in addition to Inner City Hearts, to supply them with care packages and opportunities to help with their currents situations. Part of my initiative is to supply Inner City Hearts with a sort of scholarship that will give women with children in need access to rehabilitation and the skills and assets to support themselves. Right now, we're spreading the word.
"You want to come in and pass these out?" Maddy asks, her arms filled with stuffed animals of every color and variety. Her hair is down today, wild from the late October winds and her cheeks rosy from the chill.
"You go on ahead of me. I'm going to make a phone call."
"I'll wait if you like."
"It'll be quick. I'll catch up in a minute." If we weren't standing in the middle of a crowded lobby of a women's shelter I'd kiss her. Maddy vibrates joy and I want to fill myself with it. Plus she's got this unmistakable gleam in her eyes, one that beckons me to touch her, taste her, make her mine.
"Sounds good." Maddy gives me a quick smile and disappears into a room down the hall.
I suck in a deep breath. What have I gotten myself into? I still need to warn her about Holden, but with my contract and the Club, its far more complicated than that. I have to do it at the right time, and that's not now. I shake my head at myself and head for the door.
I'm a cowardly shit.
Outside, the gray clouds threaten the skies. The air is thick with moisture and the smell of rain settles around me. I kick up the collar of my polo and find an alcove of the brick building away from the wind. The Club's cell phone doesn't have the number I need saved in its contacts—I wouldn't want anyone to have it or get a hold of it. Good thing I have it committed to memory.
My thumb punches in the ten digits, and I tuck the sleek black phone between my ear and shoulder as I stuff my hands into my pockets. It rings twice before someone picks up.
"Hello. What can I do you for?" a sweet voice on the other line drawls.
"Sarah?"
"A.J.? What are you doin' callin' the main line?"
"I don't know." Secretly, I guess if I called Elizabeth's cell I know she'd pick up.
"Well, damn, boy. I've been dreaming of your hot ass since you left."
I can't help but chuckle. Sarah has always been one of favorites among the girls.
"We all miss you here, but I'm going to be honest. I miss you the most." Sarah giggles. There's some muffled juggling of the phone and some bickering over the line before it gets handed around and I receive a few more 'hellos' and 'I miss yous.'
