He was staring at me.

I was staring back.

“He never contacted you? Not since that dinner?”

I shook my head.

He narrowed his eyes.

“You don’t believe me?” I accused.

“Didn’t say that.”

“You better not fucking say that!” I yelled.

He gave his head a shake and blew out a breath. He put his palms over his eyes and rubbed.

“I gotta go hit something.”

“You do that,” I snapped.

His hands dropped and he stared at me a minute.

I rolled the other way and got to my feet on the other side of the bed.

I stormed to the bathroom and slammed the door. I washed my face and drank a glass of tap water.

I looked at my reflection.

I shook my head.

I felt the tears threaten but I didn’t let them come. I opened the door. He was standing there, looking down at me. I couldn’t read his expression. My dog was in his doggie bed, chewing on his big red Kong toy.

I tried to walk around him but he stopped me with his hands on my shoulders.

“Get off,” I pushed his chest with both hands, “Don’t fucking touch me.”

His eyebrows rose in challenge.

I glared.

He backed off and looked at the floor.

“Fuck you, Tommy. Just…fuck you.”

I stormed out.

He caught me in the hallway and I was up in his arms.

“Put me down!”

He put me down on the bed and pinned me, his eyes on mine. Remorse in them. Maybe. I didn’t know. I didn’t really care. I needed space.

“Don’t be like this. I need you.”

“I need to not be afraid that you’ll keep killing people.”

“Tia.”

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