Page 120 of Smooth Moves
“Are you serious?” She threw her hands up in the air and let out an angry laugh.
Across the hall, the door opened. A computer repair guy, Tom, she thought, poked his head out, saw her, and quickly closed the door.
“I never told you how I feel because any time Itry, you stop me and tell me to think about it. To wait. Because you can’t hear the truth? Or because you don’t want it? Look, I’m sorry your mom was so crazy, that your dad isn’t your dad, that you have family drama coming out the ass.” She was pulling no punches. “I love you, you asshole. And for you to think I’d just walk away because you made a mistake? What the hell is that?”
He blinked at her, his glare fading.
“I trusted you with my fears. With my family. I love you, and you treat me like shit.”
“What? I, no, I—”
“I deserve to be a man’s equal partner. We’re lovers in every way that matters or we’re not at all. In case it’s escaped your notice, King of the Ass…” A lame insult but she was so angry she had a tough time coming up with words. “…Istill loveyou. But I’m so mad at you nowIneed a break!”
She left him standing there and was nearly to the stairwell when she heard a meek voice say, “Don’t worry, man. We called the cops. She can’t hurt you and get away with it. Not on our watch.”
Men. They were all insane.
