“Well, it may be for the best, a country boy for a country girl, what could be better,” I reply in a gruff tone. “You probably belong together, the two of you in your dungarees and your straw hats. It’ll be a dream come true, and you will be like the Scarecrow in the Wizard of Oz, fucking straw everywhere.”
This isn’t going to work. I came here to tell her that we should go on a date. We should maybe see how it goes. As soon as she mentioned her ex. I became jealous. No fucking mad. The idea that the fucking prick’s back and she’s considering taking him back rubs me up the wrong way. Then again, he’s a kid. She’s a kid and I’m too fucking old. I can show her a good time in the bedroom, but that’s about all I can do for now or even in the future.
“Why are you talking like that? I thought that you would be upset. I mean it’s a big deal to me. I was supposed to marry him…”
“Go ahead and fucking marry him then. What do I care?”
She starts to sniff, “What about us?”
I stand up and make myself very clear, “You wanted to lose your virginity. I helped you do that. There is no us. On video chat you were asking for us to have a conversation. That’s not going to happen sweetheart. Do you see me conversing with anyone?”
She whispers, “No.”
My fucking temper! I fucking hate it at the best of times.
“Look I’m cranky and I shouldn’t have come straight to the office. I hope you and your fiancee sort things out. I need to go.”
This is exactly why I don’t get attached, I can’t fucking handle my emotions. I grab my laptop and she’s not moving, there’s tears streaming down her eyes. I should comfort her. There’s just one problem as I stand and feel completely helpless. I haven’t got a fucking clue how.
I whisper, “Sorry.”
Then I leave my office, a couple of people try to stop me on the way. Maybe my face said it all. I was a man not to be messed with, especially today.
***
As I get home, things just got even worse. I’m at my gate just about to get home. Jonah announces, “There’s someone waiting for you at the gate sir.”
Oh, who the fuck is it now?
It can’t be Isobel, I left her crying in my office like the fucking jackass that I am at the best of times. I roll down my window and he approaches the car.
“Scott, what are you doing here.”
Fuck! Not today! I’m about to tell Jonah to press the button and make sure that my cousin doesn?
?t get in.
“I need to speak to you urgently!”
I nod for him to get in the car, “You better get in then.”
It takes whatever strength I have left in my body to say that. What do these gold diggers want this time?
They’re always after something, help me with this or give me a hand with that, I just wish they would fuck off and leave me alone.
He sits in the car and closes the door. Thank God, he didn’t expect Jonah to open the door for him. We reach the house, I get out of the car and stand to look at it.
“Come on Scott, let’s get you inside,” I say as I open the door and turn on the lights. I’m annoyed that he’s here but then there’s another part of me that could do with the company. It’s been a while since I’ve been with anyone apart from Jonah. He’s the only company that I have in the case and he’s paid staff.
“Thanks, Christian, it’s appreciated.”
I didn’t notice at first, but as I climb up the few steps to get into my house. I notice that Scott’s still behind me. Shit, he’s only a couple of years older than me and he’s walking like a man that’s over ninety.
“What’s wrong with you?”
He smiles, “Do you mind if I get a glass of water?”
I shake my head, thinking that he must be thirsty, I wonder how long he was standing at the gate?