Where Would I Be Without You - By CJ Hawk Page 0,51

to push him hard out of my apartment. He faltered back as he was taken by surprise. He looked hurt and confused as I slammed the door and locked it with the safety chain. The whole moment was surreal yet felt justified.

Just then, I heard a click and the door opened a tad. "Amber. I came to talk to you. Your aunt ran into me unjamming the trash shoot. Listen. I know you wanted to slow things down, not stop all together. Why haven't you bothered to call or text me back? What's with the dark curtain?"

I took a step back as he opened the door with some tool that removed the safety chain, and I got full view of his sexy body. The man looked hot in brown and khaki with his sincere look and sexy smile spreading across this face. I crossed my arms in front of my body, causing my boobs to crest out of my shirt. I watched his eyes dart there and light up for a second, so I let my arms down and puffed out a huge breath of air. "What gives Mason? I saw you put your tongue down that woman's throat. I saw your arms go up and yes, I saw her naked body in full view facing me as she went in for a kiss. After that, I could not watch anymore. I guess you're just the type of guy who likes to have his dating choices in multiple colors." I was referring to hair, but his questionable look grew with confusion.

"I don't know what you saw." He took a step inside my apartment and closed the door. "However, I can guarantee that I did not sleep with the woman you are talking about. Sarah, by the way, is her name. 6D. Three floors up from me in my building..."

I didn't let him finish. "I don't give a crap what her name is or where she lives. You have the gull to drop me here all frustrated after your family event, then not contact me until it's late in the evening. Get out of my apartment. While you are at it. Stay out of my life."

This is where my no good bad common sense anger kicks in. I don't know if there is a man alive that can deal with my temper. At times, I was sure I inherited it from my aunt. The very reason she is on hunt for number four man to marry. It's the anger I show to those closest to me, with the exception of my dad and Marion, that gets them all worked up and ready for a fight.

"Amber?" His voice was soft but his jaw was tense, his eyes glaring, and he had the look of a man who wanted to yell right back at me. Then he said it, but it didn't sink in. "Look. You got it all wrong. Sarah came onto me before I had a chance... Listen. It's not what you think. Things have gotten a little crazy in my life, and I just needed to think some things through."

"Well think it through while the door is hitting you on the ass." I shouted out and pointed to the door with major emphasis on the direction of where my finger was pointing.

"Amber!" This time his voice was soft yet it had an edge to it. "Listen. You're acting all crazy about this. Give me a break."

"What? A break? So you can what? Invite 6D in for a little tongue twister? And you can take that word crazy and shove it where the sun doesn't shine." I turned away just a bit, but kept him in my peripheral line of sight, and crossed my arms. At this point, if my boobs crested my top to give him a valley of appeal, well so be it.

He started off with a soft response. "There is a logical explanation for 6D if you would just calm down and let me explain. It is not what it seems. She came on to me."

"Nice!" I glared. Then how did she get in your apartment and naked. I thought it but didn't say it. What I did say came out nasty and cold. "I don't need your lame-ass excuses for having sex with other women. It's not like you're the first man to do this. Do it once, shame on me? Do it twice..." I didn't get to finish. His cold tone and held temper voice that