She’d been thinking about that. He’d commented on boobs and it all made sense in her befuddled mind. He’d squeezed the other woman’s and woke up. He’d woken in surprise. That had eventually registered with her although it hadn’t at the time.
“How sick?”
“He couldn’t stop puking so the doc gave him a shot of some anti-sickness stuff once they got his blood work back.”
“How is he now?”
“Pissed…he doesn’t want to see you, Erin.”
Her lip wobbled. “That was blunt.”
“I’m sorry, but that’s the reason he’s being an ass. Since he was sick, he’s gotten it into his head that you didn’t care for him, otherwise, you’d have been back. He believes that you should have trusted him.”
She was surprised. “How could I have trusted him? I caught him in bed with another woman? And what about Allie? I don’t understand.”
“Who knows with Allie? I wouldn’t worry about her anymore though. I think my brother has learned his lesson about going to her rescue. And as for the trust thing, I don’t understand where he’s coming from because being caught like he was is pretty damning evidence.”
Diego sat forward, his wrists on his knees. “Look, we’re driving him home so Mom can look after him. Kasey and me have emptied his apartment and it’s going on the market.”
“What?”
“Let us talk to him while he’s home and make him see sense because, right now, he’s throwing the best thing that’s ever happened to him away.” Diego moved over and took her hands into his. “When he comes back, don’t let him get away with this shit, okay? He needs to know that he’s a dick and it isn’t just his family who thinks so.” He grinned. “He’ll be back, Erin. He loves you.” He kissed her on the cheek.
“Thank you for coming to tell me.” He hadn’t needed to so she really was grateful to Diego for showing up at her apartment.
“Mateo doesn’t know I’m here. He wanted me to spy on you so I could see how you were doing.” He smirked. “So, like I said, he’s an idiot.”
She nodded and offered a wry smile. “Thanks, again and he knows where to find me.”
After Diego left, Erin felt numb.
What a big ass Mateo was. How the hell did he expect her to trust him when he was naked, with a hard-on, in bed with another woman?
Instead of being upset, she was angry. Very angry.
Chapter Thirty-Seven
Mucking out the stalls in the working barn usually helped get rid of his frustration, but nothing had worked over the past couple of days that he’d done it.
He’d been home a week and still no message from Erin, even though deep down, he knew that he was the one who should make contact first, it still rankled that she just ignored him.
The pain in his chest over losing Erin was constant, which had been a surprise considering the short time they’d been together as a couple. The whole thing wouldn’t be so bad if he hadn’t fallen in love with the stubborn woman.
His innocent!
He wanted to see her smile just for him again.
He wanted to feel her touch that enflamed his skin.
He wanted to have her lying in bed beside him while he read one of her books out loud.
He wanted to wrap her up in his arms and never let go.
But most of all, he wanted to go back to before they arrived at the club so he could do it all again. He’d have kept her naked in her apartment instead of going out. There wouldn’t have been any set up or anything.
They’d be living together.
He’d be waking up with her in his arms every morning.