He shook his head and I saw his eyes flash with irritation when he clipped, “Baby, that’s just not true.”
“Really? Am I having a conversation in a different dimension than the one you’re in?” I asked sarcastically. “Because the Ren in my dimension is telling me I can’t be me and instead, to be with him, I have to be someone who is so, so, so, so, so not me.”
I knew it would happen. It was actually a shock he’d kept his shit tight for as long as he had. And me switching to sarcasm didn’t help.
But at my words, the Italian hothead badass broke through and he lost it.
And this made his voice loud and his eyes cold when he chose a tone like he was talking to a small child, and one who was not all that bright to boot.
“What I’m trying to impress on you, Ally, is that I understand this is important to you, very important. But we’re talkin’ about you showing me that our future is important enough for you to do something as simple as havin’ a job where you’re safe and stay healthy and don’t bring shit into our lives that’s uncontrolled.”
“I’m not some maverick with a death wish, Ren. I always do everything I can to stay safe and healthy, and it’s part of my job to keep shit controlled. I’ve been doing this for two years and none of this has leaked back into my life.”
That was when he really lost it.
“For f**k’s sake, Ally!” he shouted, “Your apartment exploded!”
Fuck.
I had to give that to him, and unfortunately it was a biggie.
“Rosie was a one-off. He was never a client, but I’ll admit he’s a wildcard.”
“Babe, the people you will connect with day to day in that business are all gonna be wildcards,” he returned.
He was right about that, too.
But it also wasn’t the point.
“Okay, Ren. You’re correct. That’s true. That said, what I’d ask from you is to trust me to know what I’m doing.”
“Since I don’t, that’s a problem,” he bit out, and I felt each word like he’d landed a blow.
So it came out breathless, and not the good kind, when I whispered, “Right.”
“Ally—”
“No.”
His chin jerked on that one word and I knew why.
Because it was quiet and filled with so much pain, it permeated the air, threatening to choke me.
I powered through that because I was Ally. That’s what I did.
And I had no choice.
I took in another deep breath and told him, “The reason our date was off was that Mom and Dad called a family meeting. I was going to talk to you to see how you felt about coming. Obviously, that isn’t an issue anymore.”
“Baby—” he took a step toward me, but I again stepped back.
He stopped moving and I kept talking.
“Still, they want to talk and I need to listen, so I have to go. I’ll be back later to get my stuff.”
“Honey—”
“I’ll text you when I’m on my way and it would be really cool if you weren’t here when I got back. I’ll leave the key in the kitchen.”