He also thought that perhaps he actually wasn’t getting somewhere.
With waning patience, he explained, “Leah, my clothes are in your closet. My body is in your bed. I come home to you every night.”
Her reply was swift. “Lucien, your clothes are in your closet. Your body is in your bed. You come home to your house every night.”
He felt his brows draw together. “This is your house, Leah.”
“You’re wrong,” she returned. “This is the house you provided for me to live in while all this is going on.”
His eyes narrowed under his drawn brows and his patience slipped another notch. “You’re correct, I was wrong. This isn’t your house. And you’re also wrong. This isn’t the house I provided for you ‘while all this is going on’.”
When she spoke, he sensed her patience was slipping too.
“Then what is it?”
“It’s our house.”
Her body jerked and she pulled reflexively against his arms. He held her tightly, not giving her an inch.
“There is no ‘our’,” she snapped, her hand at his shoulder pressing to no avail. Still, she didn’t stop.
“There will be,” he declared decisively and he saw her eyes flash before they filled with anger.
She pressed harder while muttering irately, “Lucien, let me go.”
No, he was definitely not getting somewhere.
At her attempt to retreat, his patience took another hit.
“What the f**k do you think this is all about?” he ground out.
She locked eyes with him and demanded, “Let me go.”
“Answer me.”
She didn’t. Instead, she asked her own question.
“Is this what taming is?” Her voice was rising. “Creating an ‘our’ which means you’d be creating an ‘us’?”
“Yes, that’s part of it.”
“It sure has a lot of parts,” she retorted sarcastically.
“Yes, it f**king well does and if you’d stop being so goddamned stubborn, you might open yourself up to learning them all and understand how beautiful it is.”
“Right,” she shot back derisively.
His arms gave her a gentle shake. “You don’t have any idea what you’re treating with such scorn.”
“Oh yes I do.”
“Explain it to me then.”
She stilled and to his surprise, agreed. “All right, I will.”
He held her defiant glare before muttering, “This will be interesting.”
She shot him a look that would have been amusing if he wasn’t so annoyed.