I was mid-pour when I held the coffee pot in the air, ignoring the drops that splashed on the counter as I stared at him.How could he sit there, declaring his love for me after everything that had happened between us?I’d pulled a knife on him and threatened him in more ways than I had anyone else, and yet he was still sitting there, telling me he loved me.
“Yeah, well, I hate to break it to you, but I’m leaving in about five minutes,” I said, looking at my watch for emphasis.
“Great.I’ll be ready when you are.”
I set the coffee pot down and stared at him as the steam from the liquid in my travel mug billowed up at me.
“You can’t be serious,” I balked.
“Dead serious.Wherever you go, I go.”
I blinked several times as he sat there smugly, folding his arms over his chest and grinning at me.
“You’re infuriating,” I muttered, hating how determined he was because this meant I wasn’t going to have any time to myself to try to figure out how I felt about everything.
“That’s okay.”He shrugged.“It’ll just make the make-up sex that much better when we finally get around to it.”
“Make up sex?”I laughed and poured some creamer into the mug before putting the lid on and screwing it tight.“I think you mean masturbation because there’s no way you’re getting me back in bed anytime soon.”
I grabbed the mug, tucking it in between my arm and my boob as I slid my purse over my head and slung it across my chest.I walked over to the front door, raising my eyebrows as I waited for Dom to move.
He took his time, putting his coat on before moving the chair out of the way and continuing to block the door with his body so I couldn’t get past him.I rolled my eyes and then opened my purse to get my keys.
I frowned when I searched the whole bag, knowing they should be easy to find, given I didn’t keep much in it.Then I looked up and saw Dom grinning like a fool as he lifted his fingers and dangled my keys from them.
“Looking for these?”he asked.
“Give them to me.”I placed one hand on my hip while holding the other out.
“I don’t think so.I told you, where you go, I go.”He stepped back, opening the door and letting in a gust of cold air.
My nostrils flared as I stormed past him, hoping the cold air would calm my temper some before I ripped his head off for this little stunt.
“Where to?”he asked, following me to my Jeep.
“I get that you’re trying to be cute and helpful, but you’re not.So, why don’t you just do both of us a favor and give me my keys so I can get to work before you make me even later?”
“Ahh,” he replied, nodding his head.“Hop in, and we’ll get going.I wouldn’t want Dr.Foster to be mad that you’re late.”
I watched as he walked over to his truck and opened the passenger door, waiting for me to get inside.
Knowing that he wasn’t going to give up easily, I climbed in, ignoring the heat on my body as he helped me.He got in the driver’s seat and started driving as the radio played a cheesy love song, and he hummed along.I pressed my forehead against the window and let out a soft groan.
Today was definitely going to be a long day.
