“Hardly that, since you fucked me. I don’t—” He shook his head and said, “Look. This is myproblem. Just…give me some space. I need a couple of days to deal with it, okay?”
It hit me like a ton of bricks, knocking the wind out of me. He thought that while he was seeingme, I was still peddling my ass. No wonder he’d looked at me as if I were lower than pond scum.
“No. It’s not just your problem, I won’t give you any space, and it’s not okay. It bothers you that much that I do this? Fine. I’ll stop.” I had been putting off clients since I’d methim anyway, using the excuse of Paul being in the hospital and turfing those who couldn’t or wouldn’t wait to another of the stables.
Wills obviously hadn’t expected the conversation to take that turn. “Just like that?”
“No, not just like that.” He’d have to ask me. I waited to see if he would get it. I could tell the exact moment the light went on. A slow smile crossed his face, and the expression in his eyes lightened.