repair guy was driving away Kaden was pulling up in his truck. Victoria was busy trying to find something to watch to take her mind off of the money she just had to fork over. She didn’t want any bit of her energy wasted over something that was already fixed. Victoria was sitting down at the small kitchen table scrolling through shows currently available on Netflix.
Orange Is the New Black, I suppose I will take a chance on it, see what the big deal is.
Victoria’s lip tightened at the knocking on the front door. She hurried over to answer it hoping it was Kaden so she could say call all the colorful things she’d called him earlier in her head.
“Who is it?”
“It’s me Kaden.”
She quickly unlocked the door and yanked it open.
“You are a complete utter jacka-” She stopped and was staring at the rose he held out to her.
So he found the time to stop and pick up a damned rose when my door needed to be up.
“Sorry for being late. I didn’t mean too. I had every intention of putting this damned door up myself.”
“Yeah well you can keep that rose and fork over the three hundred bucks I just dished out to the guy who did put it up.”
“Alright I can do that.”
“Good leave it in the mailbox. Bye then,” Victoria said as she went to close the door.
Kaden held his hand out and stopped her from closing the door.
“What,” she said in an agitated tone.
I have every right to be pissed. Don’t look into his eyes damn it. Argh does he have to look so damned remorseful and he got me a freaking rose.
“I am really sorry. I got wrapped up in some heavy shit. I didn’t mean to take so long.”
“Whatever. I don’t care. Goodnight.”
“Let me make it up to you.”
“Oh, let you make it up to me,” Victoria mocked. “I got a feeling you don’t give a damned about making up for anything. Seriously, you are a man who kisses women without their consent, leaves them without a fucking door, when they have anonymous people scaring the leaving shit out of them. I don’t care if you were Gerard fucking Butler but it’s not happening José.”
“Who,” Kaden said with a frown on his face.
“Argh, just forget it. Look the door is up and thanks for purchasing it. I shouldn’t even be mad the thing is up and I’m not going to be staying here anymore in the first place.”
“Yeah, I forgot you said that.”
“Well goodnight.”
“What time should I be here tomorrow?”
“Why are you coming over here?”
“To give you the money you want me to pay you back. I seriously didn’t mean for you to pay someone to get it back up and I accept all the blame. I shouldn’t have left without finishing.”
“Okay, whatever goodnight.”
This time Kaden didn’t stop her as she shut the door. Victoria locked the door. She blew out a frustrated breath as she walked over back to the table. Victoria dropped down on a chair. She ran a head through her hair and avoided thinking about the man she’d basically just slammed the door in his face. It wasn’t like she meant to shut it so hard.
Hell what does it matter? He took down my door, then ditched, and I had to dish out money.
Victoria tapped her space bar on her laptop to bring it back to life. She clicked play on the website for the Netflix series she’d been trying to decide whether or not watch before Kaden showed up.
He did say he was sorry. I wonder what was so damned important that he ran off like that.
She finished one episode without even really watching it. Kaden was the only thing she was able to concentration on and the guilt she felt for the way she responded to him. The blaring funky melody that she’d assigned to her sister Vivienne’s phone number started blaring as Victoria got ready to replay the episode she’d barely paid much attention to.
“Hello,” Victoria answered.
“I just got your voice message. Are you really coming back home?”
“Yes. I am. I will be putting in my two week notice on Monday.”
“Why
Orange Is the New Black, I suppose I will take a chance on it, see what the big deal is.
Victoria’s lip tightened at the knocking on the front door. She hurried over to answer it hoping it was Kaden so she could say call all the colorful things she’d called him earlier in her head.
“Who is it?”
“It’s me Kaden.”
She quickly unlocked the door and yanked it open.
“You are a complete utter jacka-” She stopped and was staring at the rose he held out to her.
So he found the time to stop and pick up a damned rose when my door needed to be up.
“Sorry for being late. I didn’t mean too. I had every intention of putting this damned door up myself.”
“Yeah well you can keep that rose and fork over the three hundred bucks I just dished out to the guy who did put it up.”
“Alright I can do that.”
“Good leave it in the mailbox. Bye then,” Victoria said as she went to close the door.
Kaden held his hand out and stopped her from closing the door.
“What,” she said in an agitated tone.
I have every right to be pissed. Don’t look into his eyes damn it. Argh does he have to look so damned remorseful and he got me a freaking rose.
“I am really sorry. I got wrapped up in some heavy shit. I didn’t mean to take so long.”
“Whatever. I don’t care. Goodnight.”
“Let me make it up to you.”
“Oh, let you make it up to me,” Victoria mocked. “I got a feeling you don’t give a damned about making up for anything. Seriously, you are a man who kisses women without their consent, leaves them without a fucking door, when they have anonymous people scaring the leaving shit out of them. I don’t care if you were Gerard fucking Butler but it’s not happening José.”
“Who,” Kaden said with a frown on his face.
“Argh, just forget it. Look the door is up and thanks for purchasing it. I shouldn’t even be mad the thing is up and I’m not going to be staying here anymore in the first place.”
“Yeah, I forgot you said that.”
“Well goodnight.”
“What time should I be here tomorrow?”
“Why are you coming over here?”
“To give you the money you want me to pay you back. I seriously didn’t mean for you to pay someone to get it back up and I accept all the blame. I shouldn’t have left without finishing.”
“Okay, whatever goodnight.”
This time Kaden didn’t stop her as she shut the door. Victoria locked the door. She blew out a frustrated breath as she walked over back to the table. Victoria dropped down on a chair. She ran a head through her hair and avoided thinking about the man she’d basically just slammed the door in his face. It wasn’t like she meant to shut it so hard.
Hell what does it matter? He took down my door, then ditched, and I had to dish out money.
Victoria tapped her space bar on her laptop to bring it back to life. She clicked play on the website for the Netflix series she’d been trying to decide whether or not watch before Kaden showed up.
He did say he was sorry. I wonder what was so damned important that he ran off like that.
She finished one episode without even really watching it. Kaden was the only thing she was able to concentration on and the guilt she felt for the way she responded to him. The blaring funky melody that she’d assigned to her sister Vivienne’s phone number started blaring as Victoria got ready to replay the episode she’d barely paid much attention to.
“Hello,” Victoria answered.
“I just got your voice message. Are you really coming back home?”
“Yes. I am. I will be putting in my two week notice on Monday.”
“Why
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