I watch as Tiffany grins at them both and tells them how she missed them.
“Okay,” Ghost says lowly from behind me. “I’m feeling a little offended.”
He and I both. I would give anything to have her look at me with that smile and tell me how much she misses me.
I ignore him and try my best to get some type of reaction or conversation going with my wife.
“You can get comfortable. I’ll bring your bags up to our room later.”
She freezes, her shoulders and body growing tight. When she turns around, her gaze is narrowed.
“Our room?” She questions, her head tilted to the side. “If you think for a second, you’re climbing in that bed with me, you have another thing coming.”
Like they are trained to do, Gloria and Jim both disappear the moment they sense things are getting personal.
I have to take a deep breath before I reply to my wife. Her anger is warranted, but not appreciated.
“Where do you think I’m supposed to sleep?”
Her nostrils flare as she stares back at me. “I don’t think you want me to answer that right now.”
We were at war. Not the violent type where only one would come out alive, but a war of wills. One of us had to relent. I could force the matter. There is no doubt I could climb into that bed with her every night and make her accept it, but what would that gain me.
Bowing my head, I toss in the white towel this time.
“Alright. I’ll stay in the guest room…for now.”
She rolls her eyes before coming over and taking Noah from me. Before she can leave, I grab her arm, turning her back to face me. The anger in her gaze disturbs me. When I set out on this journey to win Tiffany’s heart, I never thought she would hate me. I can admit, the way I went about things with her was a bit unorthodox, but my intentions with her have always been good. To see how much she detests me now makes my stomach feel as if something is trying to claw out of it.
I owed her enough to let her sit in her feelings. I couldn’t rush her to forgiveness. She was allowed to take her time with this. However, I was going to make sure she knew that there was no end to us.
“I love you.”
She cuts her eyes away from me. “I wish I could believe that.”
Her words sting, but I release my hold on her. She spins around on her heels and storms away. I watch her go, wondering how the hell I get my wife back. Once she is out of sight, I head into my office. Ghost is right behind me. Taking a seat behind my desk, I let out a deep breath.
Ghost takes a seat in front of me. “Give her time, Boss. She’s hurt right now. But everyone knows that woman loves you.”
I sit up in my seat. “Love or not, I’m not letting her go.”
That’s the only thing I know for sure. Despite all the shit that we will go through to get back on track, I’m not letting that woman leave.
Picking up the stack of mail on my desk, I peruse through the envelopes.
“How did your meeting go?”
Since I had to collect my wayward wife, I wasn’t able to have the meeting with the other arms dealers, but I’ve been working with Ghost long enough to know he handled my business well.
He leans back. “No leads. They had no idea about any missing shipping containers, and all three wanted me to tell you, you have their support.”
“Three?” I stop scanning the mail in my hands. “I thought there were four?”
He grins. “Well, I had to get my point across with at least one of them. The others fell in line swiftly afterwards.”
I chuckle as I shake my head. “And still no trace of the guns?”
Ghost leans forward, placing his elbows on his knees. “It seems Mike was telling the truth. The container went missing before that ship showed up at the docks.”
