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“Yeah, he’s…”
“I’m her man,” Victor snarls.
“Angie?”
I swallow nervously. Then, I let my gaze move over Victor. As I do that, I begin to feel anger. It’s obvious he’s jealous. While that might give me a slight thrill, it also makes me angry. I decide to concentrate on the anger. Shouldn’t he be in Phoenix by now visitingMorgan?
“What are you doing here?” I snap at Victor, standing up.
Sam lets me, but he wastes no time standing beside me. His posture is protective. I should probably tell him that Victor would never hurt me—at least physically. Right now, I’m toopissed off at the man to defend him. I swallowed it down last night and let it go. I needed time to process everything. Victor had never lied to me, so it was hard to wrap my mind around everything.
“I live here, or maybe you’ve forgotten who you’ve been sharing a bed with lately. Are you already trying to replace me, Kitten?” he responds, his voice cold and deadly. I feel a chill move up my spine. The problem is I can’t tell if it is fear or excitement. It’s probably twisted, but I think it is a mixture of the two.
“You’re supposed to be in Greece, remember? Or at least, that’s what you said.”
“You have exactly two seconds to get your ass away from that man and come over here. Then you have another second to explain what the fuck that question is supposed to mean, Gia.”
“And if I don’t?”
“I’ll come over there and kill the man beside you so that he’s not an issue. The choice is yours.”
My body jerks with his words because I’m pretty sure he’s not joking. There’s a look in his eyes that tells me he absolutely would kill Sam without blinking.Shit. Shit. Shit.
“Sam—”
“I’m not going anywhere. I’d like to know who in the hell do you think you are to storm into Angie’s house and scream at her, becauseIam about two seconds away from ending you for scaring her.”
“I do many things to Gia, but I don’t scare her,” Victor says, his gaze roving over Sam as if he’s sizing him up. “If you think you’re man enough, come at me,Sam.I can hardly wait.”
Sam has muscles and he’s toned. I know he can handle himself against anyone. Victor is the same however, and at least three or four inches taller than Sam. I think he’s stronger, too. When Sam starts to move, I put my hand on his arm to stop him.I don’t want him to get hurt and as much as it pains me to say it, I don’t want Victor hurt either.
“Kitten, unless you’re trying to make sure this asshole ends up dead, stop touching him.”
My mouth drops open with his words. “That’s rich coming from you. Why aren’t you on a plane, Victor? Did your plans with Morgan fall through?”
I watch him and I could swear his body relaxes with my question. When his lips move into a semi-smirk, I’m almost positive. “Are you jealous, Kitten? Is that what this shit is about?”
“God, you’re so full of yourself. You spend months upon months telling me that I’m all you want and then make dates behind my back. I’m not jealous you asshole, I’m pissed off. Of all the men that I thought would lie to me, I didn’t think it would be you.”
“For the last time, Morgan is just someone connected to work.”
“Someone you’ve slept with,” I clarify. That wipes the smirk off his face. Yet, the guilt on his face kills me. He knows he’s hurt me, but there hasn’t been an apology at all.
“I met her by accident, Gia. It wasn’t planned. You know me better than that.”
“Maybe,” I acknowledge. “But the point is, you still made plans with her. You can’t be stupid enough to think that wouldn’t bother me, Victor.”
He looks surprised. I have no idea why. Maybe he thought that I would never stand up to him. It’s possible that I’ve been wrong, and because I allowed Victor to see me at my weakest and count on him to pull me out that he only views me as weak. God, does he think I’m someone so pitiful that I would ignore the fact he was meeting a woman who he slept with. A woman that called him at an ungodly hour and obviously felt confident in doingthat. A woman who admitted that they used to meana lotto one another.
“Is that what this is, Gia?” he asks, his voice controlled in a way that sounds detached. He’s never spoke like that to me before and it feels wrong now.
I stare at him, not understanding what he is saying. “What do you mean?”
“This asshole. You sitting in his lap, letting him touch you. Are you doing that to get back at me for hiring Morgan to do a job for me?”
“What I’m doing with Sam has nothing to do with you. Sam has been in my life a long time.”
“Really?”
