“I didn’t think it was funny when Athena and Aphrodite told everyone what a big dick you have,” Broni snapped.
“It is,” the asshole actually gloated.
She had one of two options; she could kill him or leave the room. Broni chose the latter.
As she went to go around him, Rhys reached for her and that’s when Broni lost control.
“I don’t love you. You’re a jackass, and you’ve always been one.” With those words, Rhys picked her up, transporting her back to the tent with the furs.
Broni hit out at him, trying to get away. Her feelings were hurt. She had been playing with him, not knowing how to deal with him telling her he loved her, instead he had ruined the moment for her.
“It’s not going to work this time. I’m not in the mood to play with you any more. You ruined it! You don’t have a romantic bone in your body.”
“No?”
“No!” Broni yelled at him, angry at the hiccup in her voice. She refused to cry in front of the insensitive fucker.
As soon as he’d transported them back to the bedroom, Broni tore herself out of his arms, turning away from him and crossing her arms over her stomach.
“Do you want me to bring Rhys back? I believe he did several romantic occasions—”
“Don’t do that!” Broni’s horrified outburst stopped his words.
“Why not?” His curious eyes took in her reaction.
“You can let him be in control again?”
“No. I am a whole soul now, but I can let parts of him surface. Why don’t you want me to let him surface?”
When Broni didn’t answer, she heard her warrior move to stand behind her. He wrapped his arms around her. “Because he hurt you when he turned away from you? Do you fear that if he surfaces again he will influence me in the same way?”
Broni nodded her head.
He buried his mouth in her neck. “He would not do that. He loves you also. All of me loves you, Broni.”
Broni heard him; she just didn’t believe him. Rhys had only one love and that had been Deena. She accepted that, but the warrior loved her and she didn’t doubt that. Yet, if she believed he loved her, then she had to trust him. She turned in his arms.
“I love you, Warrior.”
“All of me?”
“Yes, each arrogant jackass inside of you.” She wound her arms around his neck.
“But you don’t believe that all of me loves you?”
“I believe most of you does,” Broni clarified.
He lifted her into his arms, carrying her to their bed. Laying her down gently, he stood, taking off his clothes. Broni’s mouth went dry as he revealed each part of his body.
When he was completely naked, he sat down on the bed and then took off her t-shirt and jeans as if she would break. Tears came to Broni’s eyes at his tender care.
“Warrior…”
“Shh… let me make love to you. I can be the man you want me to be.”
“I don’t need you to be anyone other than yourself. Well, it would be nice if you changed your opinion on women.”
Warrior bent over her, taking a nipple in his mouth and biting down.