The Mistress, Part Two by Lexie Ray Read Free Book Online Page B

what happened – not the whole story, at least.
                  “Well that’s great, Luke – because you’re not seeing Haley,” Marissa said simply before Lucas’s eyes widened and face – she could swear – turned a few shades redder.“We’re going with Dad? You’ve got to be shitting me!” Lucas responded before he threw his hands in defeat and walked out of the kitchen.
                  “Language!” Marissa screamed in exasperation. She hated teenagers.
                  “Well, I’ll be happy to see daddy,” Sophie responded before grabbing some crackers and shoving them in her mouth. At least she had one happy kid. “Never become a teenager,” Marissa said simply, smiling at her smiling baby girl. Sophie giggled and continued eating her crackers.
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                  Marissa continued getting the kids’ stuff ready to go, while Lucas sulked about playing video games on his phone. She was glad he was getting out of the house, if she had to be honest. She was really dreading summer and school being out. She would be happy to see them a little more, and happy Lucas didn’t have to endure whatever he was enduring at school – but she also couldn’t help but feel dread.
                  Haley wasn’t around. Hell, neither was Preston for that matter. That meant that the only person the two children would have on a regular basis would be her – and to be honest, she didn’t know how the hell she was going to deal with Lucas’s growing nuisance all day, every day, all of summer. And she knew she couldn’t deal with that idea now – she had other matters to deal with first, but it didn’t mean she hadn’t thought about it.
                  She walked through to the living room and stepped over the young boy’s outstretched legs which, annoyingly, lay atop her coffee table. She hated feet on the furniture, but she decided to pick her battles and resist from bantering with him further. She gathered up his earbuds from off of the arm of the sofa and put them into their respective pouch and tossed it to him.
                  Then, with a twinge of annoyance, she continued gathering. She walked over to the arm chair where he had lazily tossed his jacket and backpack and gathered those up as well, before she mirrored her past motion by tossing those to him. He was almost thirteen and couldn’t even pick up his stuff. She knew he was doing it on purpose, though.
                  “Anything else you guys need?” she asked, trying to stay positive.
                  “A noose,” he replied flatly. She rolled her eyes and glared at him. “How long are we going to be there? Why do I need my backpack?”
                  “You might get bored and it’d be nice to get some homework done. And you may want to stay the night, but if you don’t, I will gladly come pick you up,” she replied. “Now, let’s go.”
                  He rolled his eyes and slumped through to the living room and into the kitchen with his jacket and bag in tow – his nose basically pressed into the screen of his phone. She wanted to pull her hair out with the way he was acting, but she couldn’t blame him. She hadn’t really thought about what this was doing to the two of them. No one really thought about how much of a betrayal it had to feel like to the kids.
                  No, he hadn’t cheated on the kids – if that would even be possible. They weren’t his wife, and they weren’t the reason he strayed – but the fact remained that he had cheated with their nanny . Haley was their best friend, their aunt, of sorts. She was everything to them. They loved her. Lucas, being the only child that seemingly knew about the affair, had to be confused.
                  She heard his footsteps stomp across the tile and stop before she heard the garage door fling open and bang