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The tension in her expression eases. “Papá will definitely want to kill you.”
“Do you think he’ll come after me with a fork?” I tug the steel utensil from under the pillow.
She takes it from me and eyes it. With a quirk to her tone that could be mistaken for amusement, she says, “He just might. Especially after the contract with Peter’s dad you caused him. He’ll want to make it really slow.”
“What contract?”
“Peter’s father owns a couple of buildings Papá has been wanting to acquire for a while. He was going to give them to us as a wedding gift.”
“And what about Peter?” I ask, curious to know how she views the man. There’s no doubt in my mind she respected him, or she wouldn’t have accepted the proposal. But not once has she expressed a desire to return to him. To see him again. Which makes sense since their impending marriage was strictly an arrangement.
Lou sighs. “Peter… He isn’t a violent man. I mean, he likes to pretend he can hang with the big boys, but the truth is, he’s just a businessman.”
I huff. “Businessman? He was handed a made-up position in his father’s firm.”
“It wasn’t made up. Peter is smart. And—” She lifts a finger to stop my contradiction. “He wasn’t violent and threatening like some men I know.”
“Am I violent and threatening?”
She arches a brow. “Let’s just say he didn’t leave me bruised after sex. Shit, I’m going to be black and blue…” Whatever the hell else she’s going on about fades as what she’s said sinks in.
I sit up abruptly. “You had sex with Peter?”
“What?”
“I asked if you had sex with Peter.”
Sitting up too, she brings the sheet to cover her chest, a move that makes me growl with annoyance. “Of course we had sex. Peter was my fiancé. I was going to spend the rest of my life with him. The last thing I’d want to is to be locked into forever having to fake it.”
“Most women do!” I throw my legs off the bed and am up, stomping around the room with my fist to my forehead, willing myself to see anything but red.
She laughs, giving me a look that says she’s genuinely confused. Of course she would be. She only has half the story.
“You can’t seriously be angry about this. It’s been five years since we were together. I’ve had sex with another man just like you had with…” The words trail off as I turn an angry glare at her. “You did have sex with other women. Rowan,” she prompts. “You also slept with other women, right?”
“Why the fuck would I do that whenyouare the one I wanted.” I point a finger at her. “I swore to be faithful—”
“Days before you left me. Rowan, this is ridiculous. I won’t apologize for— Wait, what are you doing?” she asks when I begin to dress, shoving my jeans and black combat boots on.
“I have business to attend to,” I hiss.
“It’s three in the morning! What kind of business would you have to attend to at this hour?”
“The kind that can’t fucking wait.” I furiously tug a T-shirt over my head.
When she begins to wrap the sheet around her body, I know it’s time to go.
“Rowan!” she screams, chasing after me out the door. But my long strides allow me to easily leave her behind.
By the time she reaches the stairwell, I’m already on the first floor heading toward the door.
“Rowan!”
“Car keys,” I order when I burst through the front door.
Phil peels himself from the shadows from which he’s been guarding the building and tosses them to me. “Here you go, sir.”
I get into the Jag parked out front and skid out onto the street before Lou appears.
