Thoughtless Sacrifice (16 page)

I felt Maxwell take the seat
beside me and all my thoughts drifted away. He placed his arm
around my shoulder and rested his head on mine.

“
Everything
okay?” I asked, now noticing the phone had made another
disappearing act.

“
Yes” he
coughed. “Nothing to worry about” his voice gave me the opposite
impression. I closed my eyes, I could no longer think about what
was going to happen back in LA.

***

Maxwell

The palms of my hands were
sweating big time and I swear my anxiety levels were getting out of
control. Jay had picked us up from the airport and we were heading
to the Hilton Hotel. I looked over at Georgina as she stared out
the car window. I was really glad she hadn't caught on that
something was going on.

It had to work, otherwise all
my hard work I had put in the last few days would be a waste of
time. This couldn't back fire even though now I didn't have that
much to lose.

We were getting closer to our
destination and my nerves were starting to take over. I was
wondering whether I should back out just in case it did blow up in
my face.

No, I wasn't a quitter and I
had to see this through. What ever happened I would just have to
live with the consequences. Good or bad.

Jay pulled up outside the hotel
and I watched as despair covered Georgina's face. A little smirk
came to my lip that was exactly the expression I was hoping
for.

She waited a second before she
removed her seat belt. “I get it” she shrugged, not once making
eye-contact with me. “Thank you for a wonderful time in Cannes,
Maxwell. I will see you around work.” She got out of the car and I
followed. Spun round shocked to see me standing by her side. “What
are you doing?”

“
We have an
important meeting. Come on,” I grabbed hold of her hand and led her
inside. “We haven't got much time” I said over my shoulder. I
marched into the hotel and straight to the room I had made Jay book
in advance.

I stopped outside the door and
took in a deep breath. This was it. The moment I had been waiting
days for was finally here. I strolled in and came to abrupt stop.
Georgina's eyes looked at mine and her lawyer Mr Clarke sat waiting
for us.

She immediately let go of my
hand and spun round to face me. “What are you doing?” She cried,
her eyes doing that rapid moving thing they did when she was
stressed.

I walked over to the table and
pulled out a chair for her. “Sit” I demanded.

Georgina narrowed her eyes at
me and folded her arms. “No!”

I tilted my head to the side
and gave her my knicker combusting smile. “Sit” I said more softly
this time.

“
No” she
repeated.

“
Sit down,
please and I will explain everything to you.” I urged her on with
my eyes and finally she obeyed. “Both our lawyers are
here...”

“
I can see
that” she spat cutting me off.

“
Will you
listen” I tutted, she sat back in her seat and once again folded
her arms. Always as impatient as ever. “Both our lawyers are here”
I clicked my fingers and Mr Clarke placed a document and pen in
front of Georgina. “Here it is plain and simple. This is all up to
you.” I rested my hands on the back and her blue eyes looked up at
me.

I swallowed hard, she was
perfect and beautiful. “If you want a divorce then you just have to
sign. I will sign too and our marriage will be over from
today.”

“
And if I
don't?” Her eyes returned back to the table.

“
You just rip
it up in front of my face” I whispered. “Our fate is in your
hands.”

Her blue eyes drifted from the
document and then back up at me. She slowly picked up the pen and
hesitated before she quickly signed.

My heart broke in two, she had
done it. I could watch anymore and turned my back on her. What had
I just done?

“
Oh, Mr
Thomas” I could hear the humour in her voice. I looked over my
shoulder and she was smiling. In one swift movement she ripped the
document in half and through it up in the air. I let out a
hysterical laugh. I ran over and pulled her into my arms as our
divorce papers rained down on us.

My hands cupped her face and my
heart was beating fast. It had never beaten this fast in my life.
“What... What did you do?” I couldn't hold back my joy or the fact
I had tears pouring down my cheeks.

“
I thought you
wanted me to sign” she sniffed back her own tears. “Then I watched
your reaction and knew I had made a huge mistake.”

“
Good” I
smiled down at her. “As the next part wouldn't have worked out if
you had stuck to your decision.” Once again I grabbed hold of her
hand. “Come!”

CHAPTER
FIFTHTEEN

Georgina

Maxwell dragged me out of the
room and into the hotel lobby. I looked around and everyone I loved
was right there, right in front of me; my dad, Caitlyn, mum, Dee,
Amy and most of my entire baby boy.

My hand hit my chest. “What are
they doing here?”

Maxwell turned me to face him
and dropped down in front of me on one knee. “Georgina Elizabeth
Thomas.” I actually felt my heart stop mid-beat. “Will you be my
bride again?”

I didn't have to think this
time and I did hesitate. The word 'yes' escaped my lips
instantly.

“
Well then” he
smiled, rising up on to his feet. “You have one hour to get
yourself ready.”

“
I can't” the
smiled dropped from my face. “I have nothing to wear.”

“
Its okay”
said a familiar voice. “The flashy fucker has sorted
everything.”

“
Thank you,
Amy” Maxwell snapped. “She is right, though. I have sorted
everything.”

I could feel that cheesy grin
plastered all over my face. I couldn't take my eyes off my handsome
man. I really could have jumped him here and now. My Mr Golden Rule
had thought of everything and I loved him even more. Maxwell
clapped his hands in an authorizing manner that brought back to
planet Earth immediately.

“
Come on
people” he yelled. “We have a wedding to deal with.”

I watched as everyone dashed
off with his order, but my feet felt like they were stuck to the
floor. I was in awe of him and couldn't bear to be anywhere else
but his side.

“
Go” he
whispered, his lips placing a feather light kiss on my
forehead.

Amy linked arms with me and
started dragging me away. Still my eyes couldn't leave him. The
smile on his beautiful face was breath taking. He looked like a
child at Christmas, the exciting almost bursting out of him. He
blew me a little kiss and finally I turned my head away.

How could I even of
contemplated leaving or divorcing him? I could have lost him for
good and I wanted to slap myself. I was never letting him go again.
He was mine and would remain mine forever. There was no way I was
allowing another woman to place her hands on what belonged to me
again. He was MY husband and he was MINE.

CHAPTER
SIXTEEN

Maxwell

The room was filled with
everyone that was important to us. It was filled with white and
pink roses, just like I had requested. Jay had decided upon him
self to be my best man and I couldn't refuse. He had done such a
remarkable job-- even if he did insist we wore matching suits. I
guess that's what you get when others make the arrangements.

Olivia was dressed in a pink
prom dress that was too short, but I couldn't make a scene about
and my boy dressed like me. Everyone looked amazing and I was
surprised everything had come together perfectly.

When I come to think about it
all, this was actually want I needed to kick me up the arse.
Georgina walking out on me had actually made me realize how much
work I had to put into my marriage and not my company. Although,
the little stunt in the meeting room deserved some punishment.

All of a sudden 'Damien Dawn's-
My heart' began to play. Mine and Georgina's song. I must have
listened to this a million of times when I thought she was going to
marry that shit head – Waterman.

My head turned to face the
entrance of the room in slow motion. Bailey was the first to enter,
then Olivia and then Amy. My heart started to beat fast and I found
myself holding in my breath. Why was I nervous? I wasn't this
nervous the first time round.

Finally, there she was. My
life, her arm linked with the scary man. She looked like a
princess. A slink white dress that hit her curves perfectly. I had
died and gone to heaven.

Her eyes sparkling and only
focused on me. I had to admit Amy had done a good job, even though
I didn't like the way she kept referring to me as a 'flashy
fucker'. Although, she was telling the truth.

The music stopped and my Miss
Dawson was next to my side. Her father gave me the dirtiest look
that could have turned me into ice.

Mr Dawson slowly took a step
towards me and leaned over to whisper in my ear. “Hurt her again
and I'll hunt you down.” I nodded in response. He was a scary man
and not someone I wanted to get on the bad side of. Mr Dawson
kissed Georgina on the cheek, pointed to me and took his seat.

Georgina smiled up at me and
took my hand. It was time to show everyone that we loved each
other.

***

I had to take a moment to watch
everyone enjoying themselves. Georgina was in deep conversation
with her sister Dee and Amy. She hadn't let Bailey out of her grip
since the ceremony ended. My attention focused on the lonely man
sitting at a table with only a glass for company. I made my way
over and sat down beside him.

“
Dad,” I
greeted him.

“
Maxwell” he
smiled, you could tell it was fake as it never reached his eyes. I
could tell he was in pain, he would never confess; my father was
always good at hiding his emotions. I felt very sorry for him. He
had provided me with everything. He’d taught me how to run a
successful business. Now he had nothing, I placed my hand on his
shoulder and gave it a little squeeze.

“
Your mother
has told me what you have planned to do for us” his eyes lowered.
“I don't want you to bail me out, Maxwell. It’s not your
problem.”

“
I'm not
bailing you out” I rolled my eyes.

He tilted his head to the side.
“I gambled everything I owned, I have taken away all the security
your mother had. I don't need charity.”

“
Its not
charity” I snapped.

His eyes finally looked at me
and he shook his head. “Then what is it?”

“
A permanent
loan” I smiled, which he faintly returned. It was time to get
serious. “Look,” I began. I was using my boss voice. “Can you just
cut all this self pity crap? I know you’ve been a selfish
dickhead.” His eyes grew wide. At least I had his attention now.
“Take my help and don't ask anymore questions.”

He closed his eyes and took in
a deep breath. I knew he was thinking about it. “Your mother
deserves better than me. You listen to me, Maxwell” I nodded in
response. “You take care of your family. You provide them with
everything and you never walk away.”

“
I promise” I
smiled, that lesson I had already learnt first hand.

“
Maxwell,”
Georgina said, placing her hands on the back of the chair. “The
photographer wants to take a family picture.”

I looked up at my beautiful
wife and my fathers words actually hit home with force. I had
nearly lost them all. It was a scary thought now. My wife with
another man, Olivia going back to Debbie and Bailey calling another
man Dad. That was my worst nightmare and I almost allowed it.

“
Come on, dad.
It's family photo time.”

Everyone gathered together and
was getting into position. Me and my family took there place in the
middle. My eyes moved to each one; my wife, my daughter, my son –
what else did I need?

***

I watched Georgina in her post
orgasmic state, she was patting heavily and the sweat made her skin
glow. I kissed her forehead. She was back where she belonged. After
all these weeks of hell, I finally had her back.

I no longer wanted to be that
workaholic prick I had some how turned back into. I was a man with
more important responsibilities.

“Wow” she whispered, her eyes
looking up at me and her arms locked around my neck.

“
Wow,” I
repeated, my hands resting each side of her head. “Miss
Dawson...”

“
Mmmm” she
tutted, she placed a fingertip against my lips. “Mrs Thomas –
Always has been and always will be.” Her words were like music to
my ears. I leaned down and kissed her lips. What else could I
say?

The next morning I did
something I never done, I got up and went downstairs to have
breakfast with my family. Maddy handed me my morning coffee and I
sat down at the table with them all.

Olivia was in deep conversation
with Georgina, she had missed her. Even though she made a whole
drama about Georgina being an evil step-mother. I knew it was just
an act she liked to do in front of her friends.

Georgina finally looked up at
me and smiled. “Morning, Mr Thomas.” She was still in her sweats
and her hair was tied back.

“
Morning, Mrs
Thomas” I replied, taking a sip of my coffee. “No work
today?”

“
No” Georgina
stood up looking rather smug. “I'm meeting up with Amy and we are
hitting the shops.”

“
Don't spend
too much” I teased, she rolled her eyes and left the
kitchen.