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water
from a faucet. Everything I'm saying is so raw that it makes me want
to cry. I'm bearing my heart to him, being vulnerable, ready to take
whatever punishment he wants to dish out.
    “ I
miss you too,” his tone softens, and I feel the first twinge of
hope that things might be alright.
    “ Come
over. Please. Let me make this up to you. I'll cook and we can
discuss things and...I just...I need to see you.”
    For a few moments,
the line is quiet. I wait with baited breath for his response, my
heart pounding in my ears. If he rejects me, I'll know it's over—I
know I'll spend the rest of the night crying.
    “ I'll
be over in a few minutes,” he says finally.
    “ Oh,
thank God,” I breath into the phone, realizing how incredibly
pathetic it sounds but not really caring. “What do you want me
to make?”
    “ We
can order in.”
    “ No,
I want to cook for you.” Even though I suck at it.
    “ Don't
argue with me while I'm driving. We'll order in,” annoyance
returns to his voice with a hint of dominance.
    Click.
    I set my phone down
on my lap and stare at it for several minutes. Lucian seemed
reluctant about coming over...and really grumpy too. I hope that
everything will be alright.
    After taking a
moment to recompose myself, I rush to the bathroom to fix my hair and
makeup. If I had more time, I would change into something sexy for
him—something that would seduce him back into my arms. As it
is, I don't want to take the chance of making him wait when he knocks
at the door.
    I shrug off the gray
suit jacket I'm wearing and frown at my blue capris and white button
up blouse. Not very sexy at all. More business than casual. Oh well,
he's never really cared about what I wore before. Everything is easy
access in Lucian Reddick's hands.
    Since he won't allow
me to cook for him, I go to the refrigerator and pull out a bottle of
wine instead, uncorking it and filling two glasses. I quickly take a
sip from my glass and then walk into the living room, standing there
invitingly with the two glasses for a moment before it dons on me
that I won't be able to open the door with my hands full. Good God,
am I ever nervous.
    On my way back to
the kitchen, the doorbell rings. I break into a power walk to set the
glasses down, then I run back to the door, pausing in front of it
briefly to smooth out my outfit before I open it.
    Lucian is standing
there with his arms crossed over his chest. There's an iciness that
seems to waft in, radiating from him. Even though he sounded relieved
that I wanted to patch things up with him, there's no sign of that
now. His eyes bore into me like daggers seeking to destroy my soul.
They reach my heart and cause a twinge of pain the second that I
realize...
    He's not happy to
see me.

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