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“And you hurt me, so how does it feel?” he growled.

I scrambled off his lap and kicked at one of the beer bottles. It went rolling across the pool deck and smashed against the leg of the chaise sending fragments of glass across the concrete.

Austin sat straight up and pointed at the glass. “Dammit! Clean that up.”

“Fuck you, Austin. Is this what you’ll do when we have a real issue?”

“You don’t think this is a real issue?”

“I think it can be worked out.”

He gulped his beer. “Do you now?”

“I do, but you don’t want to discuss it.”

I headed for the sliding glass door and slammed it as I went inside. I was so angry at Austin. I went to the bedroom and changed out of the skirt which stunk of beer. A few minutes later, he entered the house, and I heard the clink of bottles on the counter.

“Samantha,” he bellowed.

I didn’t answer him, and he came into the closet as I was pulling off my shirt. He looked hungrily at my lavender lace bra and licked his lips.

“Sober up. We can talk later.” I slipped my blouse back on and buttoned it, looking for a pair of shorts in the drawer.

He blocked the doorway. “Don’t tell me what to do.”

“Obviously.”

“You don’t like it? You can leave.”

I looked up at him, forcing back the sting of tears. “Is that what you want?”

“As a matter of fact, it is.”

Austin stepped aside and followed me out of the closet, picking up a full bottle of beer he had set down on the dresser. I retrieved my phone and punched in a text to Antonio.

“I’ll talk to you when you can discuss things rationally.”

“That might be never. Why did you say yes?”

I stared at him. “Yes, to what?”

“Why did you agree to marry me?”

“I love you.”

“I know you love your job, and you love yourself, but I doubt you put me first.”

“Stop talking before you say something you don’t mean.”

“I mean everything I’m saying.”

Austin began to slur his words, and I knew he was no longer buzzed, but drunk as he downed the last of his beer.

“I’m going to wait outside. You’re an ass.”

“I’m an ass? You’re a fucking ice queen.”

My head shot up, and I stared at him, trying my best to fight the tears. My cell buzzed letting me know that Antonio was out front, and I hurried around Austin to get out of the house.

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