woman who allows a man she's known one day to fuck her raw? I call that easy or—"
"Fuck you!"
"Or a woman who fell in love at first sight… if you believe in such shit."
"I don't."
"Neither do I," he said. "So what explanation can you offer for her behavior?"
I felt angry, raw, and confused by my behavior since I'd met Amber. The last thing I needed was for him to make things worse for me when all I wanted was a listening, non-judgmental ear.
I stretched out my foot and kicked his lounger. "I don't have to offer you any explanation, you asshole. And I'm warning you, Shane. Call her easy again and you're going to find yourself getting up off the ground." I rose from the lounger and stormed inside, afraid I'd take a swing at him.
He followed me.
I swung around to stare at him. "I'm really not in the mood to listen to any more shit from you about a woman you've never met."
He held up his hands, palms outward. "Understood."
I sighed and walked across the room to sit on the loveseat. "I hate this feeling."
"What feeling?"
"She makes me feel like a horny teenager crushing for the first time."
He sat opposite me on the sofa. "That's probably because you're in love for the first time."
"I am not in love with a woman I met two days ago, Shane."
"Then why the hell are you wasting so much of my time talking about her?"
I stared at him. "For two cents, I'd knock you on your ass."
"Look, Johnny, get real. It doesn't matter if you call her cher or sheenea. You're in love with her."
"Are you out of your mind? I'm not some silly teenager who equates great sex with love. Just because I lost my head with her doesn't mean I'm in love with her. Hell, in case you've forgotten, I don't do love. I do lust and mild affection but not love."
"Maybe you didn't before, but you do now. I think you need to give yourself a few days to let the idea that you're in love for the first time gel and then provided she hasn't decided to write your ass off and continue her pursuit of the doctor, I think you'd better get your ass in gear and go see her.
"Better yet, send her flowers and a note apologizing and telling her you'll see her in a few days."
I stared at him, while I silently acknowledged that I had no desire to wait a few days before I saw her again. Hell, I didn't even want to wait a few hours. I wanted to see her ASAP. I rose, removed my cell phone from the holster at my waist, and walked out on to the balcony. Ignoring Shane's self-satisfied smile, I closed the door, turned my back to him, and dialed her number.
Of course the way things had been going since I met her, she probably wouldn't even take my call. My relief when I heard her voice in my ear was almost palpable.
"Hello."
"Amber."
"Yes, John?"
She didn't sound particularly pleased to hear from me. I knew it was my fault but I missed the sassy, confident woman who had taken me from friendship to lust in a matter of minutes and who made Johnny mine sound like a sweet endearment. "We need to talk."
"So talk."
"I meant in person. Can I come see you?"
"No."
Shit. "Why not?"
"Because we have nothing to say to each other, John."
"You may have nothing to say to me but I have plenty I need and want to say to you."
"Either you say what you need to over the phone or I'm not interested in hearing it."
What the fuck? Was she telling me I'd blown it for good? "Look, Amber we need to talk."
"The last time we did, you walked out on me. That said all I need or want to hear from you."
"I'm on my way to see you. I promise all I'll do is talk."
"Don't come."
"I am coming."
"You might want to rethink your stance, John. One of my brothers is here and—"
I took a deep breath. "You called your brother? Why? Are you afraid of me?"
"No."
"Then why did you call him? Do you feel as if I forced sex on you, Amber?"
"No!"
Thank God for the conviction I heard in her voice. "Then why did you call him?"
"I don't owe you an explanation for why I called him. All you need to know is
"Fuck you!"
"Or a woman who fell in love at first sight… if you believe in such shit."
"I don't."
"Neither do I," he said. "So what explanation can you offer for her behavior?"
I felt angry, raw, and confused by my behavior since I'd met Amber. The last thing I needed was for him to make things worse for me when all I wanted was a listening, non-judgmental ear.
I stretched out my foot and kicked his lounger. "I don't have to offer you any explanation, you asshole. And I'm warning you, Shane. Call her easy again and you're going to find yourself getting up off the ground." I rose from the lounger and stormed inside, afraid I'd take a swing at him.
He followed me.
I swung around to stare at him. "I'm really not in the mood to listen to any more shit from you about a woman you've never met."
He held up his hands, palms outward. "Understood."
I sighed and walked across the room to sit on the loveseat. "I hate this feeling."
"What feeling?"
"She makes me feel like a horny teenager crushing for the first time."
He sat opposite me on the sofa. "That's probably because you're in love for the first time."
"I am not in love with a woman I met two days ago, Shane."
"Then why the hell are you wasting so much of my time talking about her?"
I stared at him. "For two cents, I'd knock you on your ass."
"Look, Johnny, get real. It doesn't matter if you call her cher or sheenea. You're in love with her."
"Are you out of your mind? I'm not some silly teenager who equates great sex with love. Just because I lost my head with her doesn't mean I'm in love with her. Hell, in case you've forgotten, I don't do love. I do lust and mild affection but not love."
"Maybe you didn't before, but you do now. I think you need to give yourself a few days to let the idea that you're in love for the first time gel and then provided she hasn't decided to write your ass off and continue her pursuit of the doctor, I think you'd better get your ass in gear and go see her.
"Better yet, send her flowers and a note apologizing and telling her you'll see her in a few days."
I stared at him, while I silently acknowledged that I had no desire to wait a few days before I saw her again. Hell, I didn't even want to wait a few hours. I wanted to see her ASAP. I rose, removed my cell phone from the holster at my waist, and walked out on to the balcony. Ignoring Shane's self-satisfied smile, I closed the door, turned my back to him, and dialed her number.
Of course the way things had been going since I met her, she probably wouldn't even take my call. My relief when I heard her voice in my ear was almost palpable.
"Hello."
"Amber."
"Yes, John?"
She didn't sound particularly pleased to hear from me. I knew it was my fault but I missed the sassy, confident woman who had taken me from friendship to lust in a matter of minutes and who made Johnny mine sound like a sweet endearment. "We need to talk."
"So talk."
"I meant in person. Can I come see you?"
"No."
Shit. "Why not?"
"Because we have nothing to say to each other, John."
"You may have nothing to say to me but I have plenty I need and want to say to you."
"Either you say what you need to over the phone or I'm not interested in hearing it."
What the fuck? Was she telling me I'd blown it for good? "Look, Amber we need to talk."
"The last time we did, you walked out on me. That said all I need or want to hear from you."
"I'm on my way to see you. I promise all I'll do is talk."
"Don't come."
"I am coming."
"You might want to rethink your stance, John. One of my brothers is here and—"
I took a deep breath. "You called your brother? Why? Are you afraid of me?"
"No."
"Then why did you call him? Do you feel as if I forced sex on you, Amber?"
"No!"
Thank God for the conviction I heard in her voice. "Then why did you call him?"
"I don't owe you an explanation for why I called him. All you need to know is
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