We were supposed to discuss what happened the night before!
“What would you like to talk about?” I probed carefully.
“Why didn’t you pick up my call last night? Who was the man you met in the alley?” he asked calmly.
“I’ve told you, my phone was off, and the man was an old friend!” It made not much of a difference whether he knew about Danny or not. I’ve decided that he would be better off not knowing.
Ashton narrowed his eyes in displeasure. “Scarlett, I’ve told you before. I don’t like it when you lie to me.”
I gazed at him and chuckled coldly. “Lie to you? Who’s lying to whom now? Ashton, let me ask you this. Where were you that night when I was at at the morgue? Who were you with?”
He pursed his lips, clearly unhappy. “Why are you bringing this up now?”
“Why not? You’re bringing up things from yesterday! I can do it just like you.” I did not know why I was this upset. Maybe the thought of him being with Rebecca as I lay there dying made me feel awful. I had thought that he had brought back those hairy crabs for me from his business engagement. It made me feel like a fool that he was out there giggling with Rebecca while I waited for him at home.
He exhaled with dissatisfaction. “Scarlett, do we have to interact with this much hostility every time?”
“We don’t have to interact at all!” I was much happier if none of us spoke, to be honest. The silence wasn’t a big deal anyway.
I rolled over and faced my back towards him. I had so much unhappiness that I wasn’t able to express and it hurt to hold it in. To make things worse, I couldn’t drift off to sleep.
I became angrier when I felt his hand moving on my body. I flung off the quilt and sat up straight in bed. “Mr. Fuller, if you desire a woman’s company, feel free to contact Ms. Larson, who I’m sure would be delighted to oblige. If you’re not willing to ask her, I don’t mind doing it for you!”
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