fantastic.”
Madilyn
laughed and rolled over to face him. She placed her hands on his chest, rested
her chin on them, and gazed into his eyes. “It was always good with us, wasn’t
it?”
Brody
smiled at her. “Always.” Then he frowned. “Was it good
with Johnson?”
Madilyn
sat up. “I can’t believe you just asked me that!” She scrambled off the bed and
put her clothes on and scooped his clothes off the floor, and threw them at
him. “Get out.”
“Maddie…”
Brody started as he got off the bed.
She
strode over to him and pointed her finger at him. “ Don’t. ” She said through clenched teeth then spun on her heel and
strode out the door.
Brody
hopped around trying to pull his jeans on. What
the fuck is wrong with you? He asked himself. When he finally got dressed,
he headed for the kitchen, only to see her putting the steaks into the fridge.
He walked up behind her and put his hands on her shoulders. She jerked away and
spun around.
“You’re
still here?” She raised an eyebrow at him.
“Maddie,
I’m sorry. I didn’t mean—”
“Didn’t
mean what, Brody? To say it out loud? To butt into my personal life? What? What didn’t you mean?”
her voice rose.
Brody
sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. “All of the above.”
“That’s
what I thought.” She pointed to the door. “Go.”
He
stared at her, but he knew she’d made up her mind, he
huffed and walked out, slamming the door behind him.
* * *
*
Madilyn
stared at the door he’d just gone out of. How could he ask her something like
that after what they’d shared? She picked up a pillow and threw it at the door. Damn you, Brody Morgan! She was so
angry she could hardly see. Madilyn stalked toward the kitchen and halted. Why
would he do that? She didn’t ask him about past lovers. Not that she’d slept
with Zach, that wasn’t the point. The point was, Brody had no right,
whatsoever, to ask her such a question. She clenched her fists.
“ Arrgghhh !” she growled. The man was going
to drive her insane. Madilyn paused. He was jealous. Pure and
simple. Brody was jealous over her seeing Zach. She didn’t care how
jealous he was, asking her such a question was simply wrong. She’d never ask
him about past lovers and she was positive he’d slept with his share over the
past five years.
A knock
sounded at her door. She ran to it and pulled it open, thinking she’d see Brody
standing there. A man she’d never seen before stood before her. She quickly
stepped behind the door, using it as a shield.
“Can I
help you?” Madilyn asked him. He was a very attractive man.
The man
smiled. “Is Caroline here?”
Madilyn
gave a relieved sigh. “You have the wrong apartment.”
He
frowned. “This isn’t apartment B on the sixth floor?”
Madilyn
laughed. “This is B on the fifth floor.”
The man
chuckled. “One flight up. I’m so sorry to have
bothered you.” He nodded. “Have a nice day, ma’am.”
Madilyn
smiled and shook her head as she closed the door. She walked to the living room
and halted. Apartment B on the sixth floor was Max and Sherry Colter. No one
named Caroline lived there. Madilyn shrugged. Perhaps he was meeting a woman
named Caroline there. She nodded. That had to be it. Although she hadn’t eaten,
she wasn’t hungry. Brody had killed her appetite. Sighing, she headed for the
shower. It looked like it was going to be an early night.
* * *
*
Brody
swore the entire ride home. How could he have been so stupid? Why had Johnson
even popped into his head? Maddie was right. It was none of his business.
They’d been apart for a long time and although he hated the thought of her
being with another man, he couldn’t blame her if she had. He sure as hell
hadn’t been a saint for the years he’d been gone.
God
damn it! He pulled into the driveway of his home, spinning the tires and
throwing gravel everywhere. Throwing it in park, he hopped out and strode into
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