Page 78 of Refuel

“Fuck!” I shouted.

“Yep,” Sarai said.

“Can you send a cease and desist letter?” I stood and grabbed my phone to call Arianna.

“I already sent one, waiting for confirmation,” Sarai stated, cutting into the pancake.

I dialed Arianna’s number, but she didn’t pick up.

“Give her some space, Kash. She’s newly pregnant and dealing with almost getting killed, and her boyfriend was out with other women,” Sarai said.

“It wasn’t like that at all. I didn’t sleep with those girls,” I muttered, taking a seat on the couch and closing my eyes.

“Well, if you would have acted like you had some sense, the perception wouldn’t be about you dating other women.”

“Anything else, Sarai?” I asked, getting annoyed with her presence. She chuckled and grabbed her purse to head out.

“Don’t get mad at me because I tell you about yourself.” Sarai came over and tapped me on the forehead.

“You’re right.”

“I know I am, so get your shit together, and I’ll call you later.”

“Thanks, Sarai,” I said.

“Thank me by giving Arianna a little time,” Sarai told me and walked out of my condo. She was right. I needed to focus on work and give Arianna a little space to clear her thoughts, but I didn’t want to give her too much time and have her forget what we meant to each other. I grabbed my keys and headed out to talk with Colton about the situation and do a few laps on the track. An hour later, I made it to CD Enterprises and parked my car. Getting out, I waved to the security guard and stepped onto the elevator toward Colton’s office. I stepped off five minutes later, knocked on his door, and heard him call to come inside.

“I was expecting you to come,” Colton said.

“Sarai just left my place.”

“Did you talk with Arianna?” Colton questioned.

“Not yet,” I said as I flopped down in the chair and kicked my feet up on his desk.

“Rylee called and said she wasn’t talking to anybody,” Colton said.

“Sarai said I should give her a little space.”

“It didn’t help that you went to Vegas.” Colton chased and kicked my feet off his desk.

“You know I didn’t sleep with anybody, but Arianna’s hormones are clouding her judgment,” I said.

“You really love her?” Colton asked.

“As much as you love Rylee. What would you do?”

“Rylee and I have a different story, which will be told on a different day. This is about you and Arianna,” Colton said.

“I barely even sleep now.”

“That means you’re in love, bro,” Colton told me.

“Love is too complicated,” I said.

“Life is complicated, but when you have love, it can make things a lot easier to handle.”

Colton muttered and grabbed his phone to make a call.

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