Once again, Erik barely said a word on the way home. Once again, Erik left her standing on the stage feeling like a fool. However, this time, she wasn’t going to take it. They couldn’t go from making love to him shutting her out if the wind changed directions, especially if she didn’t know what direction to take.After having to finally face Ramon, she wouldn’t take any more anxiety from the man she was with. Nothing good came from hiding. She knew that now. Hands on her hips she faced the exit Erik took. If he followed his normal modus operandi, he would return any moment. Sure enough, not a minute later, he appeared with a bottle of wine and two glasses. “I thought we would celebrate you making it to the next round.” His voice fell flat.“Is something the matter?” She shifted her weight from one foot to the other.“You may want to take off that cloak, don’t want to get overheated.” Rather than look in her direction, he focused on the bottle.“Then maybe you should take off your coat, because you’re already there.”
