Where have you been?

Chapter Six

I stopped the car in front of his house and closed my eyes. This was going to be so hard. I knew the minute his lips meant mine that night, I wasn't over him. I didn't know if I could go through with this. How could I sleep in the same bed with him, be so close to him, and not want him?

I saw the front door open and watched as he walked out. He wasn't wearing a shirt and the sight of him made my mouth water. I wanted to look over each and every tattoo, trace them..... a knock on the window brought me out of my thoughts. I opened the door.

"Are you coming in, beautiful, or just staying out here?"

I didn't answer him. I made my way to the back and started getting my stuff, he grabbed the bags from me and I followed him in. He showed me up to the bedroom and left me alone as I slowly unpacked my clothes and put them away. I didn't go back down either, for the rest of the day, I made sure to stay in that room. I worked on my computer, called the dance studio and told them I wouldn't need the time off after all and made arrangements to go back to work. He never said I couldn't do that.

I looked up quickly and saw him leaning against the door frame, still shirtless and gorgeous. I sighed and wished he'd put on some clothes. "Are you coming down for dinner? We should probably talk." I closed my laptop and stood up.

"I'm only coming down because I'm hungry. I really don't have any interest in hearing what you have to say." His eyes flashed and in the next breath, he pinned me to the wall with his body. He smiled before his lips were on mine, taking whatever he wanted. I tried pushing him away, but I failed miserably. I threw my arms around him and kissed him back just as urgently as he was kissing me.

He pulled away and looked at me. "God, I missed you." He rested his forehead against mine, trying to slow his breathing. I closed my eyes and did the same. No one has ever made me feel the way he does. Ever. I didn't know how I would last around him for ten weeks.

He kissed me softly again before moving away from me. He offered me his hand and I ignored it as I walked past him. I heard him chuckle and walk behind me. "I forgot how nice of an ass you have, Cassie." I didn't say anything, I knew he was just trying to throw me off and I wasn't going to let him.

We ate in silence, oh he tried to talk to me, but I refused to answer him. He had totally interrupted my life with what he was forcing me to do and I am still furious with him. It didn't help that all I can think about is him kissing me, I know it should Justin on my mind, but it's not.

I heard Ronnie sigh and I looked at him. "Are you ever going to speak to me or is this how we're going to live for the next ten weeks?"

"You never said that I had to speak to you. I'm simply here to wait this out so I can be done and move on." I looked away and picked at my food.

"If it wasn't for you father, we would probably still be happily married. You know that right?"

"No, Ronnie, I don't know that. You can blame the past on him, for what he did to us. But right at this moment, how you used everything against me, makes you no better than him." I threw my fork on my plate and got up. I went to walk away, not wanting to fight with him or talk to him, and I heard him following behind me.

"Don't you dare compare me to your father, Cassie. I'm nothing like him." I laughed as I turned to face him.

"Really? You both force me to do this against my will. You know that I wouldn't let you completely ruin my father, so you use that against me, to get me here. He knows it too, so you have that to your advantage because he won't help me fight you. You say you want another chance? You've had ten years to come after me and you never have. So don't act like you're better than anyone else. I am so fucking sick of people using me to get what they want. I don't believe for a minute that you still want to be married me, you're just doing this to get back at my father. And just like always, I'm the pawn."