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He was sitting again, looking surly behind the wheel. Two more deliveries continued like this: “Where to?” Give him the address. He plugs it in and drives. We deliver the goods without speaking. It was driving me bananas. And the whistling? I knew I didn’t imagine it as I purposefully listened for it during our latest stop and received a head nod confirmation from our customer, Mr. Simons, that yes, he was indeed whistling.This motherfucker was doing this on purpose.He knew he was driving me crazy and was relishing in the fact that I was miserable. His version of payback. Goddamn him! I ran to the truck, trying to dodge the rain, which was falling heavily now. I ducked my head, opening the door.
I knew the charade would start all over again when I climbed back in the truck. So, I already had the address pulled up and ready to read to him. But when I pulled my phone out of my back pocket and unlocked my screen, it went black and turned off. “What the fuck?” I yelled, shaking my phone. Tiny splashes of rain on the screen. I wiped them off, shook the phone again.
“What?” he said, glancing up.
“My phone just turned off,” I pushed the buttons, trying to bring it back to life.
“Give it here,” he reached out. Our hands touched as he made to grab the phone. He didn’t pull away. I looked up and our eyes locked. Time seemed to pass in slow motion. I saw him swallow, his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down. Without letting go, he lowered his eyes, bringing the phone into focus. I watched as he pressed and held the button down, waiting for it to turn back on. “There you go,” he said as the screen switched on. He let go. I purposely brushed my fingers over the back of his hand.
All he said was, “Okay, where to?”
What?“Um . . .” I pulled up the address and reluctantly read it off.
He put the truck in reverse, but as he turned to look over his shoulder, our eyes met again. He cleared his throat and struggled to put it in drive.
“Look, Michael—” I tried to implore him to talk to me.
“Not now, Siena,” he said as he took off down the open road.
“But—”
“I said not now!” he yelled.
The sheer ferocity in his voice shocked me back into the seat. I couldn’t believe it. His venom stung and hurt. And although I hated myself for it, I couldn’t help the tears that formed. I wiped them away quickly, hoping he wouldn’t notice. A sniffle escaped me.
I felt him look at me. I guess he could indeed tell. He turned back and slammed his fists into the steering wheel.
“Fuck!” he roared. “Goddamn it, Siena.”
“What the hell did I do?” I shouted back, glaring at him, tears straining my words.
“You know exactly what the fuck I’m talking about.”
“No, actually, I don’t. You haven’t said but ten words to me all day.” I was literally dying inside.
“I’m fucking mad, but I don’t want to talk about it right now.”
“Why not?” I asked.
“Because I’m too pissed off.”
“Then, whenarewe going to talk about whatever it is that pissed you off?”
“I don’t know . . .”
“You don’t know. You. Don’t. Know.” My voice was swelling with anger and dripping with sarcasm. “Well, maybe we should schedule something. We’re all business, right? So, let’s pencil something in,” I snapped, then opened the calendar on my phone.
“Don’t be stupid,” he chided.
“What date works for you?” I asked, ignoring his insult. I was being stupid, childish.But so was he, and I didn’t give two flying fucks. “Let’s see. I have tomorrow, noon to two available, and Wednesday, any time before four. But after that, and I’m just going to have to get back to you.”
“Goddamn it! You’re being ridiculous,” he said as he jerked to the side of the road and slammed the truck into park.
“Oh,I’mbeing ridiculous?” I could feel my temper rising, feel the blood boiling through my veins. My voice became low, calm, and I hissed my words at him like a poisonous snake, “I think you are, Mr. Blaire. In fact, I think you’re being a total—”
He lunged across the seat, his lips crashing into mine, shutting me up immediately. His tongue assaulted my mouth, the heat from him seeping into me. His hands grabbed my ponytail, yanking my head back, and his lips were on my throat.
My breath was coming out in gasps, but my hands clawed at his arms, pushing him away.
