It Pours (Chambers of the Heart Book 2) by C.D. Cain

Author:C.D. Cain [Cain, C.D.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Fleur-de-lis Books
Published: 2019-05-02T16:00:00+00:00

“Son of a fucking bitch!” Grant screamed from the bathroom.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” I burst through the door, agitated with his vulgarity.

To be honest, I had been struggling to keep from being agitated with everything about him. I’d hardly slept a wink the night before. The mere sound of his breaths as he slept kept me from finding my own sleep. It wasn’t his fault and I knew he didn’t understand why I had been so short-tempered with him. I was trying to be more patient and attentive to him but I was failing miserably. The timing of his acceptance to go to New York couldn’t have been better. I needed to be alone.

I realized I was standing in rising water as it filled the bathroom floor and spilled out into the hallway.

“Shit. Shit. Shit.” He frantically fought to reach the water shut off valve behind the commode. The picture of his naked butt as he bent over was not the sight I wanted to see before my first cup of coffee.

“I don’t have time for this shit this morning.” He stood up to face me.

I believe I may have winced as I held a towel out in front of me. “What happened?”

“Do I look like a plumber to you?”

“No, actually right now you look like an asshole to me.”

He snatched the towel from my hand and wrapped it around his waist. “Nice, Rayne. Very nice.” He sloshed pass me. “My plane leaves in three hours. I’m going to my place to get dressed.”

“Are you serious? You’re leaving me like this?”

He turned in the hallway. “What do you expect me to do?”

“Hey, I don’t know. Here’s a novel thought. Why don’t you act like a boyfriend and stay to help me get my plumbing taken care of?”

“Maybe if you acted like a girlfriend sometime, I would feel more impelled to act like a boyfriend.” He walked into the bedroom but stepped back to peer around the doorjamb. “Or, hey, better yet since were fucking engaged, maybe you could act like a fiancé sometime. Wouldn’t that be a grand idea?” He shed his towel and jerked his clothes on over his body.

“What the hell does that mean?”

“I’m leaving today for three or maybe even four months. I spend my last night with you thinking…I don’t know, that we may act like a couple about to be separated for three months. You’re so freakin’ frigid all of the time that even last night I couldn’t get a little.”

“Get a little? Did you seriously just say that to me?”

He stepped quickly to stand in front of me. “I sure as hell did.” His breath was hot against my face. The smell of toothpaste followed. “I can’t even remember the last time we’ve had sex. You act repulsed when I touch you but I thought last night, surely last night, we could be together. I shouldn’t have to jerk off as much as I do when I have a fiancé.”

“Well, what do you know, folks.

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