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“Good morning.” I stop a few feet away, watching Saxon as he wordlessly picks up trash. “I brought coffee,” I say when he doesn’t acknowledge me.
When he continues picking up bottles, ignoring me, I know his anger is directed at me. I’ve never been more terrified than I am right now. “Saxon? Is everything all right?” He turns his broad back, a silent fuck you.
He must be angry about our almost kiss, but why would he be? He welcomed Piper into his bed, and I…welcomed Sam into mine. I remember Sam’s smugness, his quip that Saxon was crabby. The universe tilts on its axis and a sense of dread surrounds me. I feel like I’m about to drown.
He knows. I don’t know how he knows; I just know that he does.
Placing his untouched coffee on a log, I press, “Saxon…”
“Did you have a nice night?” he sneers, his back still turned.
I’m caught with my mouth hanging open. “It was o-okay.”
“Just okay? I’m sure you can do better than that.” His voice is angry, bitter, and pained.
“I went to bed early,” I reply, which earns me an incensed laugh.
“The festivities not exciting enough for you?”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” I bark, not appreciating his tone. “And the least you can do is look at me.”
He turns around so quickly I take a step back, afraid he’s going to bowl me over with his wrath. He radiates nothing but pure rage as he pins me with a stare that is laced with hate. “I owe you nothing.”
I bite the inside of my cheek to stop the tears. “Why are you so angry at me?”
“I’m not angry!”
“You could have fooled me!”
Something big is about to happen—I can feel it.
We’re at a standstill, waiting for the other to confirm what we both know to be true. We’re both holding onto secrets, but I won’t stand here and be made to feel guilty for having sex with my fiancé.
“If you’ve got something to say, then say it, Saxon.” I’m done playing. Yes, I had sex with Sam, but he had sex with my best friend who he doesn’t even like. Or maybe he does. Either way, he has no right to reprimand me.
His lips pull into a thin line “Oh, I don’t think you’ll want to hear what I’ve got to say.”
“Funny that, because you probably won’t like what I’ve got to say, either.”
My comment knocks him off his high horse, and he blinks once. “I highly doubt that. Say whatever you’ve got to say. I’m a big boy. I can handle it.”
His arrogance is pissing me off and I suddenly explode. “I saw you.”
“Saw what?” he replies, expressionless.
Images of him taking a giggling Piper into his room play on repeat, fueling me to yell, “I saw you and Piper!”
“Saw me and Piper what?” he has the gall to question, enraging me further.
“I saw you take her into your room, where you no doubt fucked the living hell out of her!” Those words are ones I would never use, but I’m driving on pure emotion, fire behind the wheel.
He looks stunned for a fraction of a second, before he howls out a throaty snigger. Why is he laughing? His aloofness sets me off, and I storm forward, shoving at his chest with both hands. The laughter dies in his throat.
“Do that again and see what happens,” he warns, his jaw clenched.
“Oh, what are you going to do, you big macho man?” I mock, thrusting my palms against his chest once again. This time however, his hands snap out and lock around my wrists. The pressure is firm, almost punishing, but the tremble in his fingers betrays the fact that he’s just as crazed as I am.
He tightens his grip and draws me towards him so we’re inches apart. His breath feels like an out of control tempest as it lashes against my face. “So that’s why you had sex with him, because you saw me take Piper into my room?” I gasp, his confession leaving me winded. “You got back at me for wanting someone…other than you.”
