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“You were acting weird.”
“Was I?” I sip my coffee as I act casual. “Maybe I’m a little over-emotional.”
“Why?”
“You asked me this already last night, Nathan. Why are we talking about it again?”
He steps toward me, and his eyes hold mine. “I wanted to have the conversation again when we were dressed. What happened at that conference, Eliza?”
“What?” I frown.
“Do you feel guilty about something? Is that why you got teary every time we had sex?”
I stare at him as my brain misfires. What the fuck?
I point to my chest in disbelief. “You think I feel guilty about something?”
“You sure are acting like it.”
“Ha.” I scoff as my temper begins to soar. “Of course, in Nathan’s kingdom this has to be something that I’ve done wrong.”
“What the fuck does that mean?” He growls.
“It means that people in glass houses shouldn’t throw stones.”
“What?” He explodes. “I’ll throw a fucking rock if I want to. Why do you look like that to go to work?”
“Like what?”
“Like you’re good to fucking go.”
I lift my chin as I glare at him. I don’t think I’ve ever been so furious in my entire life.
I was emotional last night because I am petrified that I’m going to lose him, and here he is accusing me of being a floozy. “You are un-fucking-believable!” I snap. “Don’t bother driving me to work.”
“Is the lipstick for him?” He growls.
“What?” I scream. “Are you fucking kidding me?” The pressure explodes. “I’m not even seeing him today. I’m at the hospital. And for your information, the lipstick is for me, to make myself feel better so I can act like I haven’t got a care in the world.” I storm into the office and collect my laptop from the charger.
I grab my things and head out the door. Nathan follows me. I hit the elevator button with force, and he stands beside me. “I’ll drive you.”
“Don’t bother.”
“Stop it.”
“Fuck.” I close my eyes. “Seriously… Nathan, leave me alone. I’m not even joking.”
The elevator doors open in the lobby and he pushes the button for the basement. “Shut up.”
The doors open, and I march out to the car. You know, his little jealous alpha thing was cute when we were friends, but this bullshit he’s carrying on with now is infuriating. I have a reason to be jealous, and I’m holding my tongue. Yet he can do and say whatever the fuck he wants.
Like hell.
He opens my car door and I get in. He slams the door hard and goes around to his side. Moments later, he drives off with a rev.
I sit and glare out the window.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?” he asks.
