Chapter 17

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Stepping into the house, I let out a deep sigh as I drop my bags at the door. The trip home from L.A. felt like it took forever and I'm anticipating being able to crash in my own bed. Walking into the kitchen, I grab a bottle of water and twist off the cap, gulping half of it down. Sitting the bottle on the counter, I move from the kitchen heading up to my bedroom, grabbing my bags on the way. Unpacking my bags, I put everything away and then decide to take a shower. As the hot water beats against my body, I close my eyes and let my mind drift back to my time in L.A. When I told Laurent that I needed a vacation, that was partially true but the real reason I went to L.A. was to keep an eye on Dei'ja. Upon our first meeting and after talking with her, I knew that there was something special about her that made me want to get to know everything I can about this intriguing woman. With everything she's told me about her ex, I want to make sure that she's safe and well-protected so it's without question that I went to be with her. The fact that I'm attracted to her has nothing at all to do with it. 

I shake my head to clear my thoughts, willing my body to calm down as I begin to wash up. Quickly rinsing my body and shutting off the water, I exit the shower, wrapping a towel around my waist. Walking into my bedroom, I sit on my bed and begin my full body skin care when my phone dings signaling a notification. Picking it up, I glance at the name flashing on the screen before frowning and tossing it back on the bed. Finishing up, I head to my closet to get dressed. 

Spritzing on some cologne, I make my way to the kitchen to grab snacks before heading into the den to watch some tv

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Spritzing on some cologne, I make my way to the kitchen to grab snacks before heading into the den to watch some tv. Setting the snacks on the table, I  grab the remote and turn on the television, settling on ESPN. I'm reaching for the snacks when the doorbell rings. Sighing deeply, I set the bowl of chips on the coffee table before heading for the door. As I walk out of the den, my phone dings once again. Glancing at it, I see it's a notification from Dei'ja asking about any plans I may have for tonight. Smiling at my phone, I get to the door and look up only for my smile to fall and my good mood to immediately disappear. Standing on the other side of the door is Monroe with a sickeningly sweet smile on her face. Debating on whether I want to open the door or not, I frown as I fold his arms, glaring at her through the door. When she realizes that I'm not moving any closer to the door, her smile slips a little as she calls out to me. "Larry, baby, aren't you going to open the door? I thought you'd be happy to see me."

I continue to glare at her, trying to decide the best way to deal with her. After a few moments of listening to her irritating voice, I move to open the door a little and poke my head out. "What are you doing here, Monroe, what do you want? I thought I made it clear to you the last time you showed up that you're not welcome here. My brother doesn't want you here and I damn sure don't so you can just turn around and leave!" I start to shut the door when Monroe slaps her palm against it, stopping me. "Larry, we need to talk about us and I'm not leaving until you let me in. Baby, I know we can fix things if you'd just talk to me, please!" In my anger, I forgot that I don't want her in the house. Swinging the door open, I stand blocking the doorway, fury evident all over my face. "Are you fucking serious Monroe? WE don't have shit to fix because WE aren't the reason why this relationship went to hell. I did nothing wrong. I'm the one that was faithful the entire relationship. I never cheated on you, lied to you, or disrespected you. I loved you as I've never loved another only for you to break my heart and my trust in you, so we have nothing to talk about. EVER. I've moved on and it's time that you accept that and do the same."

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