Ioan Gruffudd Ch. 06

He came so close to me our noses almost touched. My breasts certainly hit his chest. "How about thanks? Or go to hell you filthy pervert of a caveman? Something, anything!"

I stepped aside. "All right. Next time, how about banana flavored lube?"

I walked past him, head held high, feeling I was winning at last. Then he grabbed me, jerked me back against him. "Damn it, you loved me once, you were in love with me, and I just made you fuck another man, in ways I doubt you ever thought you would. I'm bastard enough to never tell you who it was, make you always wonder. Say something!"

I threw his hands off me. "Damn it, I do not know what game you are playing. We had a fling, a good one too. But I have a life that doesn't concern you. I tried to walk away and save us a big scene. You're the one with the extortion and the sick games. Don't get angry at me because I don't want to play them!"

"I'm not angry at you," he said evenly and softly.

"What?" It came out harsher than I wanted it to.

"I said I'm not angry at you!" This was a shout and his jaw ticked before his voice softened back down. "I'm angry at me."

"Your issues, your problem."

"You don't have to be such a bitch."

"Oh, original. So Friday or Saturday, jerk?"

His jaw ticked again. "Saturday. Four o'clock. And Nicky?"

I stopped at the door with my hand on the flowers.

"I will strip you bare and you'll understand me. At long last."

I took the roses and left the key card, shaking my head as I shut the door behind me. I had no idea what he was talking about, but I kept the roses.

I'm an idiot.