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James
Motherfucker.I wince in pain.
It feels like the bastard broke a couple of ribs when he kicked me. I want to say something to Alexa, but I'm not really sure what to say. Truthfully, I'm such a dick for taking a kiss from her like that.
I just want her to know that I really like her and enjoy her company, not just her sex. We had fun the other night. At least I thought we did.
To see her at the event with Mattheo really set me off. And I'm guessing I set him off- but grabbing her and kissing her was wrong. I guess I'm more at fault for this than anyone. But I won't admit that.
Why do men have to establish such dominance in such a raw manner?
As Alexa bandages the cuts on my hands and eyebrow, I want to tell her I'm sorry. I never meant to treat her as property. She is so beautiful and endearing. I appreciate her compassion in bandaging me up.
I want to kiss her again and hold her, apologizing for my crass behavior.
My considerations wander to her chuckles before. I wonder what made her giggle about her comment a little bit ago? Something certainly struck her as funny, and in this situation, it seems a bit odd. Almost inappropriate. But my thoughts about her are inappropriate, especially right now.
My god, my ribs hurt.
I watch as she moves over to Mattheo and places a bandage on his hand, covering the gash from when he hit my eyebrow. Good, solid hit. Kudos, Mattheo, you fucking asshole.
Once she’s satisfied that all of our wounds are cleaned and covered, she glides into the kitchen and pours herself something. She returns with a glass of wine and sits in the chair opposite us.
My anger is assuaging as we all sit in silence, facing each other. I can't really be angry with anyone except myself. And Mattheo.
Cocksucker.He shouldn't even be with her. I scowl at the memory of seeing them together at the gallery.
"If you two are worried about my company's expansion, you can just stop."
She sips from her glass and pulls her feet up under that sexy ass. Getting cozy, like a cat settling down in a swirling ball of fur.
"I know I said that Rose Jewelry only wanted to cooperate with one mall exclusively, but that was then."
She takes another swill and lets it settle for a moment. Going silent, she stares off into the distance.
Oh, god. Surely, I've ruined my chance at her business, now.
I sit up and grab my side, trying not to cry out in pain. I don't want Mattheo to know how bad he hurt me. Male ego.
I bring my head to my hands and rub my bruised head. The aspirin helps, but not by much.
On the other end of the couch, I hear a hesitant sigh escape from Mattheo. I guess he’s worried now as well.
After a long silence, Alexa sits up and takes another drink. Setting her glass down, she continues.
"After some thought about this situation, I've changed my mind."
Changed her mind?My heart races in my chest and I definitely prepare for the news that she isn't going to go with my company.
Serves me right, honestly. I’m just lucky she’s not denying us both the right to her company's expansion. After a public display of aggression on the part of these two idiotCEO's with accomplished businesses, vying individually for the right to her company's expansion, why would anyone want to work with either one of us?
Great move, dumbass.
I watch as she relaxes back into the chair. Her dress is crumpled, maybe even ruined from the atrocities of this evening. Her hair is falling out from the pinned bun she was wearing. Earlier this evening, she looked very formidable, but now she’s a disheveled beauty.
Mine and Mattheo's doing.
She lets a sigh erupt from her lips.
