Spurs & Stilettos

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you.”
     
    “Oh yeah, she told you what an asshole he is? Because I didn’t quite elaborate on that for you.” I could go on for days about all the things Brad was and wasn’t but I stop.
     
    “She told me. If you were mine Hope, I’d never let you out of my sight and I’d always treat you like the princess you are. You would be my whole world.” I imagine him standing in front of me telling me this instead of over the phone but as long as I’m hearing his voice I’m ok. I’m more than ok, I’m swooning right here on my bed.
     
    “You’re just saying that Wesley, stop. Don’t get my hopes all up.” I pick at him.
     
    His voice is serious, the emotion is almost raw as he speaks, “I would not get your hopes up if I were going to let you down. I promise with all my heart.” His voice is filled with a sincerity that I can not deny. “I’ve got to go get Bandit ready for our competition later sweetheart. I’ll talk to you soon.”
     
    “I can’t wait.” It feels good to say it and we hang up the phone shortly after. I’m all smiles thanks to him.
     
    My stomach is rumbling, obviously I’m hungry. I nibbled on a few chips on the ride home but that was it and last night all I ate was that muffin. I can’t deny the low growl that surfaces but I’m so mentally exhausted from all Brad’s shit that I fall asleep and don’t wake until morning.
     

 
    Chapter 7
     
    I wake in a frenzy throwing the covers off me as I run to the bathroom. I have to pee so badly and I’ve got to be at work in an hour. Great, I forgot to set my alarm last night, ugh. My heart is racing as I’m trying to decide how I’m supposed to make everything come together so I can have a normal day.
     
    “Good morning!” Amber greets me rather chipper as she sips her mug of coffee. She works at the courthouse and leaves about the same time I do in the morning but unlike me, she’s already dressed in her pencil skirt and soft pink silk blouse. I’m still in the t-shirt and shorts I slept in with a mess of morning hair.
     
    “Morning,” I reply hastily making my cup of coffee before running to the bathroom to hurry and shower. As my hair begins to dry, I quickly sip the coffee that has begun to cool. I pull my black dress slacks and Amber’s lavender silk blouse she opted not to wear out of her closet and run back to get dressed in record time. I hop around with one heel on until I find the other.
     
    Amber locks the door on our way out giving me a hug, “I’m so proud of you for this weekend, we’ll have drinks at home tonight to celebrate.”
     
    “Deal.” I smile as I climb into my car and head for work. I count to ten as I begin to drive to work. As usual, the ride is smooth and I manage to get to work without having a meltdown.
     
    As soon as I walk into the office, I’m greeted by the other secretary in the office, Bailey. She’s a petite, twenty-two year old that could pass for eighteen. She has soft blond curls and the biggest blue eyes that always sparkle. We’ve been working together since I started here. “Morning Hope, did you have a nice weekend?”
     
    Ah, the dreaded question. I can’t avoid it forever so I plaster a smile on my face and answer the best way I can, “Oh you know the usual. Caught Brad cheating, flushed the ring down the toilet, and I’m now single. Oh and I met a sexy cowboy at the rodeo.”
     
    Bailey’s jaw has dropped significantly as she doesn’t know whether she is supposed to laugh or not. I ease the tension as I laugh for her, “It’s ok Bailey, I promise. I’m good.”
     
    And I am good; in fact I’m better than ever. I feel like I can breathe again and attempt to live my life the way I should have to begin with and that means Brad free.
     
    Mr. Collins came walking by chuckling to himself. He is the attorney I work for. He’s ruthless in the courtroom and comes highly recommended. Unfortunately that means he comes with a hefty fee as well. I love when he’s

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