Page 29 of Other Woman Drama


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I hated her.

I hated her with the power of a thousand suns.

If there was one person that I could completely wipe free of this planet, it would be her.

Devney started coming around a couple of months ago, and it’d been the worst day of my life when I found out that she was with Webber.

Seriously, every time they disappeared into the back bedroom at the clubhouse, I had to leave or I might cry.

Like right now, my desire to eat breakfast was completely demolished, and the last thing that I wanted to do was sit here and wait for whatever was happening to finish.

“Scooch, silly,” Devney ordered as she sat down next to Webber without waiting for him to comply.

As she did, her ass caught Riggens’s leg and jolted him, causing him to cry.

Which was when I reached over and yanked him out of Webber’s arms.

“Shhh,” I said to Riggens. “It’s okay, baby.”

“What the fuck, Dev?” Webber grumbled. “You could’ve waited until I was moved. You caught Riggens.”

Riggens whimpered in my arms, and then buried his face into my neck and latched onto the tiny hairs that’d escaped my bun.

“Oh, I’m sorry, Riggs.” Devney botched Riggens’s name as usual. “I didn’t see you there.”

“Oh, come on.” I rolled my eyes. “There’s no way you didn’t know he was there. He’s wearing a bright blue onesie.”

Devney went to say something but Dorothy came back in that moment with our plate of food.

She sat it down in front of us and walked away without taking Devney’s order, assuming that she wasn’t eating.

Then again, I’d heard about the fit she threw the last time she was in here.

Apparently, Dorothy had accidentally spilled her glass of water. And instead of it going on her, which would’ve been a reason for throwing a fit, it’d gone the opposite way and soaked the booth that Webber had been sitting in before going to the bathroom.

She’d screeched like a banshee, and Dorothy had kindly asked her to leave after even Webber couldn’t get her to calm down.

Honestly, I didn’t see what Webber saw in the woman.

She was hot, sure.

But being hot didn’t make up for having a terrible personality.

Patting Riggens’s booty, I softly cooed to him to get him to go to sleep.

“That woman is so rude,” Devney complained. “I mean, seriously. She didn’t even offer me a menu.”

“A, the last I heard, you yelled at her and scared away two paying customers over a glass of spilled water that didn’t even get onto you,” I blurted out before I could think about what I was saying. “And B, you don’t even eat carbs. You’re a vegetarian, and you’re against all things fat. This place only serves fattening food. There’s not a wheatgrass shake in sight.”

Webber’s lips twitched, but I looked away toward my food to stop the small jolt of excitement that swept through me at what that smile did to me.

Instead, I reached for my fork and started taking bites, ignoring the awkward silence that filled the space around us.

I was halfway through the bacon on my plate when Devney said, “You do know, right, that each of those pieces of bacon have a hundred calories a pop. Then you have the three eggs on your plate. Just with those three pieces of bacon and three eggs, you’re sitting at half your day’s worth of calories. But then you got the toast, which’ll add another…”

I ignored her and took the toast and soaked up the runny part of my eggs. Once it was fully coated, I grabbed a jelly and slathered it on top before taking a huge bite.

I ate even though my stomach roiled.