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The front door slams shut, and I stare wide-eyed at Eros.
He disappears. Is he still here but invisible?
“Dee!” Carl calls from the front door, his footsteps pounding closer to my room.
I’ve never heard him this angry. It’s a logical conclusion to make that his negative reaction is his need to keep secrets from me.
Without even knocking, Carl pushes open my bedroom door and narrows his eyes on me while I sit on my bed.
I wrap my hands around my knees since I suddenly feel like I need to protect myself. What’s going on with him? Is Carl a god’s agent? Should I be afraid? Will he hurt me?
His scowl softens when he sees my fear. His shoulders relax, and his hands unclench. “Why did you come by my office?”
“I didn’t realize it would set off World War III.” I wiggle farther away from him on the bed. “Geez, I just wanted to take you out for lunch.”
“You never came by before,” he challenges.
Why is Carl’s presence making me so angry? It’s more than I don’t like this side of him.
“Well, I wasn’t dating you before, was I?” I practically snarl. “You know what? Itisstrange that I’m not allowed to show my face with you outside of this house. Are you ashamed of me?”
“What?No.” He grits his teeth. “My employer doesn’t like unscheduled visits.”
“Why not?” I scoot off the bed and stand my ground in front of him. “What the hell is going on there?”
“I can’t tell you,” he growls.
“Or you’d have to kill me?” I arch an eyebrow.
“Something like that,” he mutters.
I gulp. Does he mean that? Is this confirmation of his life working for a god?
My senses reach out for Eros, but I can no longer feel him. Is there a force pushing him out of my room? Is it Carl?
It’s time to change subjects anyway. “Are you still involved with Mercy?”
“Is that why you came by my office? To spy on me?” he counters, avoiding my question.
I clench my jaw. Is he going to turn everything around on me? “I want to be part of your lifeoutsideof this house.” I huff, resting my fists on my hips.
Eros has no problem taking me out and being seen with me. He even makes everyone believe we’re engaged. It becomes glaringly obvious that Carl is a not who I need.
“And you didn’t answer me,” I snap.
“I’m notsleepingwith anyone else,” he says.
“You are being evasive with your words,” I tell him. “Are you having sexual relations with anyone else besides me?” I don’t know why I’m fighting anymore. Perhaps it’s just to nail the coffin shut on our relationship.
“Is that the kind of man you think I am?”
Avoidance. Deflection.
“You want us to fail,” he accuses. “Our dynamic is unhealthy.”
“So you’re blaming me for wanting to know where we stand?” I throw my hands in the air in defeat.
“You think the world stops because you wish it to?” he shouts.
