Page 67 of Wine or Lose


Font Size:  

“How fuckingdareyou?” she shouted as she pulled her hat from her head and whipped it across the room.

I held up my hands placatingly, though I knew nothing would calm her right now. It had been a long time since I’d seen her this angry, and the woman was as stubborn as a bull. She wouldn’t let go of the anger until she was good and ready. She’d keep charging me like I held that damn red flag in front of her.

“What did I do, Mar?”

“You can’t be serious.” I shrugged, and her eyes widened. “You are. You really have no fucking idea what you’ve done.”

“Then explain it to me. Let me fix it.”

“There’s no going back from this, Cal!”

“Going back from what? From calling you my girlfriend? I certainly hope not!”

“You announced that shit on aprofessional baseball broadcast! What the fuck is wrong with you?!”

“That’swhat this attitude is about? Not that I said it, but because I did it so publicly?”

She crossed her arms over her chest and glared at me, the rage shining in her eyes so intense I was genuinely surprised the skin of my face wasn’t melting off with the force of it.

“You took something about me and made it about you. You made it look like I can’t accomplish anything without a man by my side. You’ve completely undermined everything I’ve been striving to do since I took over!”

I blinked slowly. Honestly, I’d never considered that. I had just been so irritated by her comments that wereclearlydirected at me, I jumped in, opened my mouth, and apparently stuck my foot in it.

Clearly, I was still having difficulty reconciling the Amara I thought I knew with the one standing before me.

I had to fix this, and fast, or I could kiss any chance of ever touching her again goodbye.

“I’m sorry, Mar,” I said, slowly approaching her. “I wasn’t thinking.”

“You’re right, you weren’t,” she said, taking a step back for each of my advancing ones, attempting to maintain our distance. She would’ve succeeded had she not bumped into the edge of the entertainment center. I closed the space between us in one large step and cupped her face in my hands.

“You’re not entirely innocent here, either,” I said, dropping my hands, gripping her hips tightly as I hauled her against me.

“Oh, really? And how exactly is that?”

“Those comments you were making about yournaysayers,” I said. “You were clearly talking about me.”

With a huff, she pulled free from my arms and stalked across the room, the bed creaking slightly as she sat down on it. “Yes, well at least I didn’t make you look like an incompetent twit who couldn’t do her job without herboyfriendholding her hand. I have a goddamn MBA, Cal! I don’t fucking need you. I’ve been successfully running this company for months, no thanks to you and your lack of faith in me.”

Pushing my hand through my hair, I took a deep breath and turned to face her. “I thought we were past that.”

“Well, I thought so too, until that stunt you pulled tonight.”

“How can I make it up to you?” I asked. “I don’t know what I was thinking, and I’m so sorry. Please, Mar. Please just…tell me what to do. I’ll do anything.”

I wasn’t above getting on my knees and begging. We were still figuring things out, that much was true. But I couldn’t let her go. Not yet. Maybe not ever. I wanted to work through this with her like a couple. And I knew she wanted to be with me. Under normal circumstances, I think she would’ve even been thrilled by me calling her my girlfriend in public. But these weren’t normal circumstances, and I meant what I said. I’d do anything to vanquish that pain in her eyes—to keep her from walking away from me right now.

“Anything?” she asked.

There was a gleam in her eyes that surely meant trouble, but still, I swallowed hard and nodded. “Anything.”

“Get on your knees, Cal.”

As Cal lowered tohis knees, I rose to my feet and quickly stripped down, kicking my shorts and thong to one side of the room, whipping my tee in another direction, tossing my bra carelessly onto the bed behind me.

Then I sat back down and spread my legs open, resting my heels wide and leaning back on my palms.

I was completely bare for him, more vulnerable than ever with him fully clothed and me completely naked. But the way he was looking at me? Like he’d never seen anything more stunning or perfect in his entire life? I’d never felt more powerful. His gaze heated as he took me in, eyes tracing across my flesh, goosebumps rising in its wake. As he studied me, I watched his cock harden until it tented the front of his khaki shorts.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com