I started to shut the door but she slid from the wall and put her hand on the door frame, ensuring that I’d keep it open or crush her fingers. She barely wore anything. It didn’t matter that it was raining, nearly sleeting outside. Michelle did precisely what she wanted, when she wanted.“I need to talk to you.” “I don’t think so.” I blocked the doorway she was so intent on entering. “I thought I made it clear that our arrangement was over.”“Yeah, I got the message loud and clear. That’s not what I need to talk to you about.” She tucked a wet strand of hair from her eyes and dropped her gaze. “It’s important. I wouldn’t have come here tonight if it weren’t.”A flare of anger shattered my control. I’d just seen the girl…my girl…walk out for the second time and I had no patience for Michelle’s coyness or conceit. I’d been seconds away from begging Kat to stay with me. Preferably forever but I’d have taken whatever she’d been willing to give me and been grateful for it.
