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“Listen up Jake, Jerry, Jim, whatever the fuck your name is. If my girl says that you kissing her was an honest mistake, then I believe her. You see,Miaalways sees the best in people. She has this amazing ability to carry hope for others, even a poor jerk like you. But I have to tell you, my gut says that the version Mia’s giving me isn’t what actually happened here just now. The fact that this is the second time you’ve been standing in my foyer trying to take my wife away with you, is starting to get me a little upset. So do not ask me if if I am serious. I am deadly fucking serious.”
The calm in Cole’s voice is unnerving. He takes a sip from his glass before he goes on. “Let me get this straight, because I’m trying to comprehend what made you think it would be okay to kiss my wife. Are you trying to tell me that you think Mia still cares about you? I want to be clear, because I don’t like to mince words. Are you here because you somehow believe that Mia wants to leave me and our home and our life together and run away with… YOU?”
“Jack,” I say, “I told you, I’ve made up my mind, and I haven’t changed it. I’m sorry to have sent any mixed signals at the beginning. I relied on you as a friend and used your attraction to me when I needed someone to turn to. I was confused and struggling, and I’ll always be grateful that you were there for me. But I am past that now. I have found my way home to my husband, where I belong. You need to accept that you and I have no future.” I walk over next to Cole, letting him put his arm around my waist.
“But you said you care about me… What about when we made out on your couch? Or how about when you found out this jerk was lying to you and you called me to come and get you. Have you forgotten that already?”
Oh no he didn’t! I am about to put Jack in his place, remind him that I only called him because Alex didn’t answer her phone… but then I hear Cole chuckle. I look over and his head is hanging down. He is laughing while he unbuttons the cuffs of his shirt.Oh fuck, this isn’t good.I look to Foster, a little panicked because I can sense Cole going off the rails.
Cole levels his eyes at Jack and through a low, strained voice laced with contempt, he says, “You stupid, fucking little prick. You think you can bully your way into my house, where I live with this goddess, and spew your venom all over her because you’re a sad, pathetic, loser? She is my WIFE, do you understand? I will not ever have her spoken to like that. You have two choices. You can apologize on your own, or I can beat it out of you.”
Pausing at my side, Cole puts his tumbler on the bar and grabs my hand to kiss the back of it. I should be more upset at how this is unfolding. The last thing I wanted was Jack coming here and Cole fighting him, but quite frankly, Jack owes me an apology! He was mean and rude when I saw him in the coffee shop, and to show up here today, forcing an unwanted kiss on me, and debating Cole like he has some kind of claim to me? I am damn tired of Jack’s changing moods and verbal abuse every time he doesn’t get his way. Forget romance, he is’nt even friend material.
I realize that I love watching Cole put Jack in his place. It turns me on that he is fierce and calculating when he needs to be.
I close my eyes and silently hope for a moment that Jack isn’t dumb enough to provoke the beast in Cole, but then it happens.
“You won’t touch me, Parker! She wanted that kiss. Mia said she wanted us back. She was begging for it! You can keep her though; I don’t want second-hand goods.
That’s when the glass tumbler in Cole’s hand connects with Jack’s face. Liquid sprays everywhere and Jack howls in pain as he falls to the ground. I hear myself scream and feel my feet leave the ground. Foster’s arm is wrapped around my waist, yanking me back and out of the room.
Startled, I look at him while I fight against leaving. “Mia, go into the room. There is no need for you to see this. Cole told me to get you out of here if anything gets physical.”
All I see as the door closes is Cole grabbing Jack by the collar and dragging him toward the door. Jack’s face is covered in blood, but he is alive. Cole looks like a man possessed
I am pissed at everyone. Jack is an asshole, and Cole has gone off the deep end. This is frightening. I’ve never witnessed such rage and violence in real life, so close to me,aboutme. I realize now that when Cole says he will kill someone he is not kidding
“Mark, what is happening?” Mark is one of our burly friends on Foster’s team. I ask knowing he won’t answer.
“Mark, seriously! I will fire all of your asses if something happens to my husband!”
“Mrs. P, you don’t have to worry about Mr. P, he can take care of himself. I hate sparring with him because he kicks my ass every time, and I do not take it easy on him.”
Interesting…I didn’t realize my husband was such a badass. I also didn’t realize he was such a dumbass either. I might kill him when I break out for going psycho!
“Well, thank you, Mark. I admit, I had already felt something off about Jack, but didn’t imagine him being nutty enough to come up here and make trouble. I certainly never expected this kind of drama. To be honest, I’m surprised Jack even pushed to come up when just a short time ago he went to so much trouble to remain my secret admirer.”
I feel calmer knowing Foster is with Cole, and after seeing Cole pushing Jack toward the elevator.
“I’m confused,” Mark responds.
“Oh, sorry. I thought you knew, but Jack used to leave notes at my last apartment and never sign them. I figured he was shy, no reason to think he’d be crazy and confrontational. “
“Actually, the door guy gave us a note for you while Jack was arguing with them to be let upstairs.”
“What does it say?”
“I didn’t even look at it Mrs. P. Foster directed me to bring it up to you, but then all this broke out.” Mark passes the folded piece of paper to me and I practically grab it from his hand.
I open the note and my skin starts to crawl. Everything feels like it’s spinning slow motion.
“Miss you…Can’t wait feel you stop breathing, Bitch.” The scribble is familiar. One hundred thoughts go through my head in a single moment. I run to my purse and flip it over, emptying out the contents. I hear Mark asking if I’m okay, but I need to find them…Yes!I grab the previous notes and hold them out to compare.Oh My God…it’s the same.It’s been fucking Carter all this time!! He’s been toying with me, watching and waiting. I leap to my feet and barrel toward the door, only to be met by Mark, essentially a brick wall.
“Please Mrs. P, Foster was very clear. He doesn’t want you out there.”
“Mark, you’re a nice guy, but I will only say this once. Open the goddamn door or Foster will be the least of your worries. I will make sure you lose your job.”
Mark steps aside mumbling something about not his circus, not his monkeys, and I bolt out the door. I don’t see anyone but I hear voices, so I head toward Cole’s office. I spring the door to find Cole sitting and Foster standing at the desk. I stand in the doorway until I realize everyone is looking at me.
