I Told You, You're Mine

By: Heather C. Adams

If I hadn’t had that major merger last week on the west coast and then the meetings in Texas this week, my ass would have already been up there confronting her. I was trying to be a good boyfriend though….understanding…giving space…still here for her…even though she apparently tried to break up with me again!

Could she really be this mad over a text…for almost two damn weeks? Maybe her nerves got the best of her again. I should have just stayed longer. The time alone was probably too much for her. She had too much time to get in her head, get nervous.

How could she just ignore me like that though? She’s fucking mine! Mine! I’d had enough of this! I may have decided not to fly up after that text, but I had other options. And after that first week of going crazy without her, barely being able to work, barely eating…I had to know what in the hell was going on. I had to know she was okay.

So, I put Fred back to work.

I don’t know why I didn’t really think she would catch on. My secret had been out since dad’s funeral, so she probably had the sixth sense this time around. The pictures started with her walking home from work one night and then the rest of them featured her staring straight at the camera and flipping it off.

As I sit here in my dark office, I can’t help the slight chuckle that comes out as I spread the pictures on my desk scowling at them.

That’s my sweet, sassy, sexy woman right there. God, I fucking love her.

As soon as a twinge of warmth fills my chest, a knot twists in my core at the realization of our situation once again. This woman is making it hard on me that’s for sure, but I’m not giving up. Nothing made me stop the last four years, nothing would now.

I examine each and every one of the photographs. I look at the background. I look at her demeanor. I look at anyone that is included in the pictures, whether they were meant to be or not.

There were a few where Adam seemed to be a little too close to her. Certainly, she didn’t tell him anything about our issues, did she?


I shook off the worry.

Still…he seemed to be a little too close with his hand laid over hers when they had visited her at work one evening.

Keep it in your pants buddy! Or I’ll have to fuck your nerdy ass up.

I try to shake off the fire that ignites when I look at that picture but I just can’t tame the embers. He knows she is mine! He is taking advantage of her. Who else would take advantage of my sweet trusting woman?

She wants space Blade.

“Ugh,” I moan as I push my chair back and make my way to the brown liquid on the table next to the windows. I pour a generous amount in my crystal glass and sip it looking up at my old friend…the moon. I’ve spent far too many nights with him dreaming about her.

…Fuck Space!

I wasn’t going to be able to stand this much longer.

My phone vibrates and I take it out of my pocket and look at it. It’s Liza. I feel like spitting.

Feeling better dear? Been a while since I’ve heard from you?

I ignore the message. I have no plans of writing back. She’s just trying to egg me on and get some attention.

My thoughts drift to the situation with her after the charity even and I suck the air through my teeth groaning.

There’s still just the tiniest bit of doubt in my mind.

Could I have done it?

Maybe the meetings this week in Texas are a good thing. I need time to figure this shit out before I face Avery again in good conscience.


Last meeting of the week…thank God!

It is a long ride home from Texas and I rest my jaw on my hand, gazing out the window of my jet as we take off. I had a dream last night that I slept with Liza and Avery walked in on us, and then she dumped my ass. I haven’t been able to shake the feeling all day. I can’t get it out of my head. And now I’m wondering myself. Did I really do it? Would I really know if I betrayed Avery? There were so many black spots in my memories.

I couldn’t get my damn mind straight about it. Did Avery know Liza took me home that night? And was that why she was ignoring me? Is that why she’s so mad? How would she have known though? She hasn’t let me talk to her once much to explain a damn thing.

Oh, God.

I clench my eyes. Avery would send me away forever if that happened, and the rest of my life would be one empty void.

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