Page 31 of Resisting Your Love

"He said that you were going to cheat on me when you found out how worthless I was. Then he said that I was dull, and I had nothing going for myself."

I cringed, just even repeating what Joel said to me. It made me feel like he was right since I didn't have anything going for myself. The way I was brought up, I didn't feel the need to do anything other than collect money from my parents. I was spoiled rotten and was treated like royalty. Look at me now, married into wealth, although it was an arranged marriage.

Levi's face turned a shade darker, and I didn't know how to react to it.

"You kept something like that from me when I could be kicking down his door and giving him a knockout he deserves for talking to you like that," he growled.

"I didn't want to tell you. It meant nothing to me," I lied.

"Bullshit!" Levi bellowed. "Is that why you were walking around here like you lost your puppy? You were saying slick shit about yourself, too. Is he the reason for it?"

I dropped my head and nodded.

"Un-fucking-believe-able. All this time, you could have told me what was said, but you didn't. You kept it from me."

I shook my head wildly, tears filling my eyes. "No. No. I wasn't trying to keep it from you. I hated repeating it like you made me do just now. It hurts too badly."

I didn't want Levi to ever think I was keeping anything from him. Just talking about Joel and what he thought of me hurt.

"Why the hell do you care how another man feels about you? I'm the only man who should matter to you. Or so I thought, yet you're still worrying about that damn ex of yours."

No matter what I said, I had a feeling it wouldn't even matter to Levi. Not now, anyway. Maybe I'd try again when he was in a better mood. I also didn't like how he was cussing at me.

"Okay, you are not about to continue to cuss at me. You are doing too much, and I don't have the time for it. When you are ready to talk to me normally, we can talk. Until then, I'm going to walk away." And with that, I left the kitchen and headed to my bedroom with tears streaming down my face.

It was a good thing I hadn't started cooking yet. If Levi was still in the kitchen, I didn't want to be anywhere around him. If he thought I was going to sleep with him tonight, that was something he didn't have to worry about. Today started off good yet ended bad as hell. I hated that for me.

I tossedand turned a lot last night, and I guessed it was because I didn't have Amryn sleeping beside me. She slept in her bedroom last night. It took everything not to drag her out of that bed. I guessed she needed some space from me since our argument. I still felt down about it. She kept the fact that she saw her ex from me, which made me feel some kind of way. What else was she keeping from me?

When I got up this morning, Amryn wasn't home. As much as I wanted to reach out to her to see where she was, I didn't. If she wanted me to know, she would have told me. We had our first fight, and I had no way of making it up to her. Hell, I didn't know how to. Thoughts pondered my mind, leaving me disoriented. I had two clients today and was ready to get it over with.

As the day went by, I picked up the phone so many times to call Amryn, but I didn't go through with it. It was bad enough that she hadn't tried reaching out to me either.What did she do today? Was she thinking of me as I was her?Questions I didn't know wouldn't leave me alone.

"Damn it," I muttered, cleaning my workstation. I was missing the hell out of my girl.

The door of the shop opened, and River breezed in. It had been a minute since he stopped by here. I wondered why the hell he stopped by today.

"What the hell are you doing here? This is a surprise."

He came toward me, we dapped up, and then bro hugged.

He took a seat in one of the chairs. "I just left from having dinner with your aggravating ass cousin. We saw your girl, and she didn't look too happy. We tried talking to her, but she said not now. What the hell did you do to her?" He scowled at me.

I threw my hands up, not knowing what to say. It was the fact that he blamed me for her being sad. I gave him a rundown of what had occurred the night before.

"Damn. I can see why both of you feel some type of way. I'm not getting in that. Are you going to make up with her?"

I scratched the back of my head. "I don't know how to," I muttered, looking down at the floor.

That was embarrassing as hell to say, but how would I look trying to make something up to someone and don't know what the hell I was doing?

He laughed loudly. "Man, ain't no way you're telling the truth. Are you for real?"

"I'm dead ass serious right now. I never had to make up with anybody besides my mother. This is different to do." That was the truth, too.

"Even I know how to make up to a woman I hurt. Go buy her something. Hell, when your cousin and I get into it all the time,I buy her something. It's a win-win." He shrugged as if that was no big deal.

I frowned. "You and my cousins are only friends to each other that get on each other's nerves. This is different."

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