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saw it. Xavier’s angry vein pulsing in his left temple. I held my breath, but like a real man, he kept his anger in check, and instead of addressing Davian again, he shifted his stare to me and said, “Five minutes,” then thudded off in the direction of my bedroom.
In Xavier speak, that meant I had five minutes to get rid of Davian before he knocked him out cold with a single fist to the forehead.
As soon as I heard my bedroom door slam, I whirled on Davian and punched his arm, hissing, “Why would you try to make him think we had sex, you jerk?”
Brow arching, Davian chuckled without humor. “Guess.”
“Look, you need to go, alright. He’s been pretty damn easy on all my misdemeanors so far. I don’t wanna push him.”
Davian planted his feet, stuffing his hands in his pockets. “You think I give a shit about your relationship? You think I respect it? You think I care how Xavi feels?” He leaned into my face. “Let me give you a heads up: any chance I get to sabotage your pathetic ‘relationship’, I’m taking it.”
“Why are you being such an asshole?”
He shook his head as if I were the daftest person he’d ever come across. “Again: guess .”
“Can’t you just accept my decision and go back to Jess?”
Davian’s eyes went heavenward as he muttered to himself, and I pretended not to hear the words “ selfish” and “bitch ”. His eyes came back to me. “We need to talk about getting my son here. Be at Eye Spy by eight tonight. And if your big guy has a problem with that, tell him to deal with it.” He smiled wickedly. “You’re a permanent part of my life now.”
As he moved in close, I started to move back, but he caught me by my chin and brought his face extremely close he would kiss me, but careened at the last minute and brushed a kiss against my cheek. “I always knew you’d be the mother of my children.”
“Child,” I corrected.
“We’ll see about that.” Then he turned and sauntered out into the elevator, wearing a shit-eating grin as the doors shut him in.
Bastard .
Setting the Starbucks cup down on the coffee table, I watched him leave. Taking a deep breath, I counted to ten before directing my steps to the bedroom.
I knocked on the closed door before pushing it open and stepping in.
Xavier paused mid-pacing, swung his head to me, and stared me down. “Listen,” he began, cutting straight to it, patience running thin, “I get that you got a kid with the guy. Get that he’s planted in your life now. Prepared to deal with it. Prepared to ignore his arrogance and mouth-offs, ‘cause he lost, he hates losing, and I’m familiar with the way he operates.
“But I’m not —and won’t ever be—prepared for shit like what I just walked in on. ‘Let a lotta things slide with you ‘cause you got so deep under my damn skin. But there’s only so much I can ‘let slide’. You’re with me, then you need to respect me. Act like you’re with me . Can’t be cuddling and sleeping in another man’s arms while you’re with me . The hell, Chino?”
Leaning back against the door, I rubbed my forehead. Dealing with two superbly intense rockers was no mean feat. “I’m sorry,” I apologized. Repentance was the smartest route to take. “Last night was just…overwhelming. I was crying. He held me. I fell asleep. That’s all.”
“That’s no excuse, Chino.”
Covering my face with my hands, I slid down the door until my ass hit the floor. Too much. This was too much. More than I bargained for.
I know, I brought it down on myself. I was a liar. A cheater. A selfish bitch. All that, and more. In the end, I was still human, and there was only so much I could handle all at once.
I heard Xavier move across the room, but I didn’t look. Seconds later, he was pulling my hands away from my face. I let him.
Keeping my hands in his, he gave them a gentle squeeze. “Hey, you’re my strong Chino; don’t break on me now. Toughen up. This shitstorm has only just begun. Everyone’s