He shook his head. “And babe, yes, I’m affectionate with Kendalle—kinda like you are with Henri. I’ve been known to cuddle her, give her kisses, make her feel loved, but there ain’t no sex happening any time soon, honey. Never has been, never will be. She’ll vouch for that too.”
Kit was still suspicious. She silently reached for the phone and dialed Bryan’s room. When he answered, she spoke hastily. “Can you come up to Sully’s suite please now?” She met Sully’s eyes. “This better not be some fabricated story.”
He sighed and nodded. “I can understand why you’re thinking that. The trust is broken right now and I know that’s my fault because of the crap with that groupie.”
His steel-blue eyes pleaded with her. “We’ve worked it out before. We’ll work it out again. It’s just a little blip on our radar. We are not quitters, Kit. That’s not us. When we married we were crystal clear. Yes, things got muddled and fucking messy. We have some shit we need to clear up. I’ve been on the road for almost two years and we’ve been married three and a half of those years. We’ve let our careers get in the way and I think you won’t disagree with me on that one. We’re both guilty of that.”
He sighed. “So here’s what I’ll do. If you want me to kick Kendalle out of my house in Malibu I’ll do it. Let’s get something clear here, I didn’t buy it for her. It’s an investment property that I bought literally a month before I ran into her backstage. She’s legitimately renting it from me as a tenant and she’s done a kick ass job of furnishing it and decorating it. She takes good care of the place. If you want her to stay off the road, that can be arranged, although I don’t think she’ll be around much because she’s recovering from her latest round of chemo treatments.”
He sat back and surveyed her. “I’ll finish out this tour, I’ll get clean and we’ll start a new chapter. We’ll try to get pregnant again whenever you’re ready. We’ll have our family, Kit. That’s how it’s gonna go. That’s my vision and I’m sticking with it because I believe in us.” He then grinned. “And if you have changed, that’s great, babe. I look forward to getting to know the new you and learning what you’re all about. I would love to start all over—new slate.”
He leaned forward as his eyes narrowed. “But I will tell you this, I am not in agreement with this fucking divorce crap. I’m contesting every part of this separation. I won’t make it easy on you and your expensive divorce attorney. I’m going to be the ultimate pain in the ass. I’m gonna find a way to work this out for us, Kit. And I’m gonna fucking win this time.” He took the pages and started ripping them to shreds.
CHAPTER 13
Kit’s eyes widened as she watched him destroying the documents. She waited for him to finish. She raised her eyebrows. “Are you done?”
He glanced at the pile of shredded paper and sat back down, satisfied. “Yep.”
She shook her head. “Ok. Well, just because you ripped them up doesn’t mean they went away. They have been filed in the courts in L.A. You will receive a summons again and again and again asking for your compliance. You can keep contesting but it’s going to cost you a fortune. Also, I leased out the estate. Once the tour concludes, you’ll have one week to move your things out before the new tenant moves in.”
He looked horrified. “You leased out our house?”
She glared at him. “I leased out my house. Y’know the house I inherited and let you live in rent free since 1987? That house.”
A knock on the door cut the tension and Sully got up. He answered the door and invited Bryan in. Bryan exchanged looks between both of them and instantly felt uncomfortable. It was the last place he wanted to be.
Bryan looked at Kit. “You wanted to see me?”
Sully nodded and sat back down. “Bryan, answer this for us. Is Kendalle Scott my girlfriend? Meaning, am I romantically or sexually involved with her in any way?”
Bryan frowned and Kit noticed immediately, suddenly feeling that the possibility Sully was telling the truth was good. Bryan shook his head. “Uh, no.”
He looked at Kit, perplexed. “You’ve never met Keni? That’s odd. Hmm… I thought you had. I thought she was at your wedding. Hmm… maybe not. Maybe she was on tour or in Germany with Magda at the time.” He shrugged his shoulders and continued. “We all go way back. Kitty, she’s a lipstick lesbian. You know that, right?”
Kit’s eyes widened as she exchanged a look between both of them. She met Sully’s eyes. “Kendalle Scott is Keni? Keni the old friend of yours that you’ve always talked about since we met?”
Sully nodded slowly and Bryan chuckled as he responded. “Yeah. We hardly ever call her Kendalle—too formal. It’s either Keni or Ken.”
Kit let out a defeated sigh. “I always assumed that Keni was a guy.”
Bryan shook his head. “I get it. Understandable because Sull and I have talked about how we would go out with Keni in New York and admire all the pretty women in the room—this was before you and Sull got together. Keni and I lived together for a time when I was at Julliard. And then the three of us lived together for a bit too—before Sull went out to L.A. She was making good money from
