Captain glanced at me. “Guess it is,” he replied, and winked at me. He freaking winked at me before walking past Mase with a smirk on his face. I wanted to kill him.
Mase turned to me. He just stared at me silently for several moments, and I started to open my mouth to explain several times, but nothing came out.
“You didn’t think that telling me another man brought you lunch was important? Or that he visits you so often?”
I had been planning to tell him. Tonight. I had planned it all out. “I wasn’t . . . I was . . . I didn’t . . .”
He held up his hand to stop me. “Never mind. I’m not listening to this. I just went through some emotional shit, and I don’t need this right now. I need a fucking break,” he said, then turned and stormed out of my office.
I stood there, watching the door slam behind him as tears spilled free and ran down my face. What had I done?
Mase
My heart was pounding in my ears as I stalked from my truck down to the stables. What the fuck had I just walked in on? Was I overreacting? I’d given Reese a chance to explain herself, and she’d stammered. She hadn’t been able to explain. She had almost seemed to be defending that asshole.
Did I trust her? Yes! I never had a reason not to. She was my Reese. She was so damn sweet. How the fuck did this happen? What was wrong with that motherfucker that he thought it was OK to bring her lunch? He knew she was taken. What was the purpose behind it?
He wanted what was mine. I picked up a saddle, slung it against the wall, and shouted a string of curses. This was not what I had wanted to come home to. I should be kissing Reese and holding her close so I could smell her. But she’d been hiding something. I could see it in her eyes.
Fuck me. Was I that blind? Did I assume because I had found her lost and broken that she would never want to explore more? Had I just been a way for her to heal? Was she curious about others? I felt sick as I even thought about it. I didn’t want her to be fucking curious about other men.
That stupid motherfucker wasn’t ugly, either, and he knew it. He was using his looks to rattle her, too. And she was rattled. It was working. I leaned back against the wall and inhaled a painful breath. I was her first everything. She’d never let anyone else get this close.
Was I being selfish to not let her go, if that was what she wanted? Was I caring for her like a possession and ignoring her needs? “Fuuuuuuck!” I yelled as pain sliced through my chest.
I wanted to be overreacting. Was it because I was mentally exhausted from dealing with Kiro? Everything replayed in my head.
“I just left her there,” I whispered out loud, knowing she had no way to come after me and explain. I hadn’t even given her a moment to get her thoughts together. She had looked as surprised as I was.
I couldn’t leave her there all day to worry about this. She hadn’t done anything wrong. Sure, she hadn’t told me that she was having lunch brought to her by fucking River, Captain, whoever the hell he was, Kipling. But demanding an answer from her and then storming out when she couldn’t verbalize one wasn’t the way to handle it.
This was Reese. My Reese. There had to be a reason she hadn’t said something before now. Maybe she was afraid I would react the exact way I just reacted. Or she could have been worried that I’d make her quit her job. She loved her job. She was proud of herself, and watching her blossom under Piper’s obvious approval was beautiful.
I had to go back. I stalked back to the door, only to be stopped by Major, who was looking at me like I’d lost my mind.
“Move,” I snarled, and started to push past him, but he grabbed my shoulders and stopped me.
“She’s not there,” was all he said. He sounded annoyed.
“What?” I asked him, shoving him back so he would let me go.
“She called Maryann. Your momma went to get her.”
Reese. “Shit. Is she OK?” I asked, moving fast to get around Major and head up the hill toward my momma’s house.
“She was crying so hard Aunt Maryann barely heard what she was saying. She ran for the door, then pointed at me and said, ‘Go tell my son he better get himself ready to fix this.’ ”
I had to fix this. Reese was crying. My stupid temper.
“What the hell did you do?” Major asked.
“River Kipling was in her office. He brings her lunch sometimes. She never told me.”
Major let out a low whistle. “He’s a smooth one. But has Reese done anything wrong?”
“She never told me!” I yelled, wanting to punch something.
“Well, hell, Mase, if she thought you’d react like this, I can’t say I blame her. You don’t get worked up like this. Never seen you become an ass in my entire life. So what the fuck has happened to you?”