Chapter 8: Forgive and Forever Hate

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"Well good morning to you too Daisy," Clover smiles and then looks to Sam. "Good morning," he smiles and winks at Clover.

"Sorry about last night. I was drunk and not myself," he says quickly and Jacob turns to stare at him.

"You aren't forgiven. You had no right to act the way you did," I say sourly and then I turn to Jacob. "Hungry," he asks and pulls out a chair for me to sit in.

"Daisy you don't really mean that do you. You have to forgive my fiancé," Clover whines. "No. You see what he has done? I am not marrying him I don't have to forgive him," I snap and she glowers at me from across the table.

Sam smirks at me and then he laughs. "Women," he chuckles and I grab my glass of water that Jacob has just set down on the table and pour it on him. "What the F***," he growls getting up and wiping at his blue suit frantically.

"Oops. Will you ever forgive me," I ask and he slams his hands down on the table. "I think we better go Daisy," Clover hisses and gets up.

Jacob blocks Sam's view of me. "Back off," Jacob growls and Sam glares at me. "She just ruined my new suit," he roars and tries to move around Jacob.

"You gave her a bruise. Call it even," Jacob hisses and pushes Sam back.

Then Mrs. Peep walks in and the tension died down. Sam straightens up and Jacob backs away from Sam and towards me. "Sam that's a new suit," Mrs. Peep exclaims.

"Accident," I chime and he growls. "Yeah she was being clumsy," Jacob says and then pulls me out of the kitchen. "Do you have any manners," he hisses once we are away from his mother and the others.

"He started it," I complain and yank away from him.

"I don't care who started it! You aren't three," he snaps and then Clover comes in to the hallway. "Mrs. Peep said that it is time to leave," she grumbles giving me a dirty look.

"Come on girls," Mrs. Peep says walking out the door and Sam gives Clover a kiss. She blushes and then hurries after Mrs. Peep.

"Suck up," I mutter and turn towards the door. "Are you forgetting something," he asks and I stop in my tracks.

"I don't think I am," I say and look back to him. He is smirking and his eyes show lust. "I want a kiss before you go," he smiles and I laugh.

"Not happening honey but you can keep dreaming if you'd like," I tease and come really close to him. He wraps his arms around my waist and licks his lips. "Want me to tell you a secret," I ask and he nods.

"You... are... such an... idiot!" I shout and shove him away. He blinks in confusion as he regains his balance. "What the--," he says. "You're so stupid! Do you really think that I would kiss you! I don't even like you," I giggle and grab my purse.

"But thanks for reminding me that I need my purse. I was forgetting something. Have a great day sweetheart and try not to wear that expression all day," I say and wave to him before slamming the front door and hurrying into the limo.

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