I was walking past the loosely graveled pathway of the garden when someone snatched—no, it was more of being bulldozed—me to the side and pressed me against a tall bush, which blocked anyone from view.
“What the shit!” I screeched. Every fiber in me knew who it was, but I was still fuming. He could have at least warned me or something, not scared me shitless.
“How dare you bring him here!” Grey hissed a few feet away from me. He looked like he wanted to scream, but was barely holding his temper in check.
I folded my arms, sending him a stony glance. “You have a girlfriend? When the fuck did that happen?”
He scowled. “I don’t have a girlfriend—what the hell did you expect, huh? You think I can sit through dinner and pretend like nothing’s happened? How insensitive can you be?”
I hadn’t been trying to be insensitive. I truly hadn’t.
Staring at him, I sought for understanding. “It was only seven days, Grey.”
His handsome face dropped. “What the fuck was I to you then?Just someone to mess around with?”
Why was he so angry? It had only been a week. I knew he and I had become close, but to be this invested? It was disconcerting.
“Grey, you’re being irrational,” I tried to reason with him, make him understand where I was coming from, however he seemed beyond that.
“I’m irrational,” he spat back. “Right.”
He was. I had never seen a man this angry—not towards me anyway. “You need to understand where I’m coming from. Liam and I—”
“I won’t allow you to be with him,” he bit out. “Ihateseeing you with him.” He looked like he’d swallowed poison, flinching at the words.
Excuse me? The last time I had checked I was still my own person. “Why’s that, huh? Just because you and I had something going on, that doesn’t mean—”
“Because you’re fucking mine!” he yelled at the top of his lungs with his chest heaving and his eyes flashing at me like hard, crystal daggers.
All breath left me. My heart was suddenly running a marathon as his words sunk in. What made me shiver was the look he had. It was a look that told me that he believed his words; that I was seriously his.
“Whatever gave you that idea?” I managed to whisper, shocked.
“You’ve always been mine,” he murmured, looking torn. “You just wouldn’t allow it.” He sought my eyes while I glanced away, feeling too much.
I shook my head, denying everything he’d just spewed. “You don’t know what you’re talking about. Grow the fuck up!”
He gave me a cutting glance; the wound went straight into me. “I am growing up. That’s why I’m trying to reason with you. You’re making a mistake here.”
Something about the way he said things, it seriously ticked me off. It was as if he just knew. He was being a self-entitled jerk and I wouldn’t put up with the shit. “You’re the mistake. I shouldn’t have gotten involved with you—”
He turned cold; his eyes so dark that I felt their chill. “Well, then, I guess I’m done being such a fucking mistake.”
I watched after him, hoping I could undo the hurtful words we’d exchanged, yet I knew I couldn’t say anything that would make him come back without compromising what I had with Liam. I had to make a choice. And I did.
CHAPTER21
Grey
Whatever gave you that idea?Her words mocked me. Seven days might not be that long, but it had been long enough for me to know that I truly wanted her. Not the beautiful face and her gorgeous smile, but the woman who was inside her. The sweet woman underneath. The one that would shyly gaze at me with desire; the passionate girl within. Her outer exterior gave off that she was aloof—a bitch with no care in the world—but once you got to see glimpses of what she was underneath… It had seriously gotten me hooked; so hooked, in fact, that for the first time, a girl got to fuck me over. It pissed me off; not to mention how fucking embarrassing it was to be dumped this quickly.
Karma was a mad bitch because she was biting my ass really hard right now. All those hearts and empty promises I had broken with countless of women were now being slapped in my face.
Rejection wasn’t an alienated feeling for me.
In fact, you could congratulate my mother for that. And now, of course, Olivia had done it, too. The only two women who I had chosen to let my guard down with, and both had fucked me over.
Yi—fucking—pee.