Page 32 of My Anchor (Trio Series 1)
“So, everything settled down now?” Lee asks me leaning on the door jam of his apartment. I haven't talked to him in three days and in those three days he looks like he hasn't slept once. Probably hasn't showered either from the look of him. The damn man can still pull sexy as hell off, though.
“Yes all is good now Shane and I talked it out. She is happy for us.” I say with a smile meeting his impassive face. He looks… well, I really don't know how he looks. A cross between relieved to see me and wanting to rip my damn head off. I'm hoping the latter isn't the case.
“What took you so long to talk to me? I’ve been trying to call you for three days now. Who the fuck does that Linn?” He probably called me a total of twenty times and left a total of five voice mails. Don't even get me started on the texts. Now if I was a normal person I would have answered them and we would have talked two days ago. But I'm not and I let fear get the best of me.
“I'm sorry, I just needed time to process is all.” That’s a lie.
“Process? Okay, say I believe that line of shit. You still should have responded somehow.” He takes a deep breath and scrubs his hands over his face. “While processing this what conclusion did you come to?”
That I love you and none of it really matters to me as long as we are together. Like I'm going to say that. “I'm fine with it.” Good save there Linn. I inwardly scold myself for being a coward.
“Fine with it.” He repeats staring at the ground then looks up at me and nods. “I’ll accept that for now. How is Shana? She going to be okay with this?”
“Yep, she’s happy if I'm happy.” That’s when his eyes go soft.
“Good, come here.” Reaching out he pulls me to him burying his face in my hair and inhales. “Fucking coconut.” I hear him whisper. “Love the smell of your hair screamer.”
“You need a shower yourself.” I giggle out.
“Yeah kinda been a rough couple days, this really hot chick didn't answer any of my calls or texts. I was afraid I lost her.” He says pulling back and looking at my face.
“Well, she is here now.”
“Good then she can help me shower.” Shit. With that, he scoops me up over his shoulder and hauls me into the apartment kicking the door shut behind us. Stomping into the bathroom he doesn't put me down while turning on the taps, catching my shoulder with cold water. I make a fuss and squirm but it really doesn't matter he has me and isn't letting go. Suddenly he slaps my ass hard fuck that hurt. “What the fuck Lee that hurt, I ain't into that shit and you know it!” I shout at him.
“That was for not calling me babe.” He plunks me down onto the counter wasting no time taking off my tee shirt and bra. “Damn, I missed your tits Screamer.” He rasps out before sucking one into his mouth. He is a little rough but I'm liking it right now. This must be what makeup sex feels like. A little hateful but oh so damn good. He has us stripped down in no time. Then we are in the shower with my back against the wall and my legs wrapped around his waist. “I'm fucking crazy about you Linn, don't go not calling me for that long again.” I don't even have time to respond before he is slamming into me and kissing me hard. The water makes it hard to stay in place but he does his best by gripping my thighs and thrusting relentlessly. I know I'm going to have some marks tomorrow and I just can’t bring myself to care. This is too good to stop because of something as stupid as pain.
Coming back down from the high of my second orgasm we are both panting and the water is starting to get cold. He shuts the now cold water off and starts pulling out of me letting my feet go back to the ground. That is when I feel the gush of his release run down my leg. Oh. The. Fuck. No. We didn't use a condom.
“Fucking hell Lee, we didn't use a condom!” I screech out.
“Fuck babe I'm sorry I wasn't thinking. I'm clean if that’s what you are worried about. I got tested shortly before I met you.”
“Are you sterile? Because right now that’s really all I care about. I can’t have a fucking kid.” He reels back like I just slapped him then backs away from me and out of the shower. He grabs a towel, leaving the bathroom and me behind.
Crap I can’t deal with this shit. I do quick math in my head to determine whether I'm in the clear or not. Should be okay but I'm still pissed. That’s when I process what I said to Lee before he walked out the door with that hurt look in his eyes. I slowly dry off and get dressed then head to his room.
His door is open a crack so I timidly push it open further. He is dressed now standing with his back to me in front of his dresser.
“I'm so, so sorry I shouldn't have said what I did I just freaked.” Silence. “Will you say something please?”
“Not much to say. I was careless and for that I'm sorry.” He pauses. Then turns around toward me. “Look I have some things to do today, you better get going.” Ouch.
“Um, okay. I will call you later?” It comes out as a question, to see if he even wants me to I guess. Shit so much has happened within the last thirty minutes maybe some space would do some good. I walk over to him and give him a kiss. He barely responds and doesn't move to touch me at all. I feel my heart being ripped out the further I move away from him. I stop at his door to whisper goodbye then leave.
Getting into Shana’s car I just think to myself over and over, this is why I avoid relationships. The hurt you get when you are in one just isn't worth it.
It was a week before we speak again. I waited for him to text or call and it didn't come. Fed up I went to his place and pounded on the door until he finally opened it.
“We doing this again? This time, it’s you ignoring me, I get it. Is this my punishment? Is this you getting back at me for my silence? I get it okay, it sucks.” I rush out. He is still quiet. “Say something!” I yell in his face.
“I won’t be with another woman that is going to deny me, my child.” He grits out. Wait what?
“I was pissed and said something mean. For that I'm sorry, I’m sorry for what she did to you but that’s not me.”
“No? Really? So tell me what you could have possibly been doing at the clinic the same day.” I freeze.
“Were you following me?”
