“Are you?” I asked and she looked at me like I had lost my mind. I didn’t know if she was pissed that I’d gone to see Orin or because of what Orin had told me. Either way, she just stood there looking like she wanted to knock me the fuck out. “Well?”
“Well, what, Trooper?”
“Shit, you tell me? What the fuck went down?”
“I don’t have to tell you a gotdamn thing. I’m going home. Believe what you want.”
“You right, you don’t have to tell me shit, but if you care at all about whatever the fuck this is we’re doing, say something.”
“Yes, I told her I was pregnant. I didn’t think it was some big secret, but how that translated to us getting married, you’ll have to ask her. I’m sure that won’t be an issue for you since the two of you are so damn cozy. Why would I assume we were getting married when we can’t go a week without shit like this happening? Enjoy your night, I’m going home.”
She turned to leave and I stood there massaging my temple. This shit was too stressful. I didn’t have time to worry about all this emotional shit.
“Los, I’m out,” I yelled from the hallway and headed to the front door. I didn’t bother waiting for him to respond.
As aggravated as I was, I’d learned my lesson about letting Sophie walk away from me. I was about to fix whatever the fuck I had done this time.
Chapter 38
Sophie
Istormed out of Carlos’s place, not really thinking things through. I had been with Maddie all day and didn’t have my car. That meant I ended up riding with Trooper anyway.
We didn’t speak at all, other than when we got to my place and he refused to leave after I told him to go home.
He looked me right in the eyes and said, “I am home,” before he stepped onto the elevator with me.
Now here I was in the bathtub with the door locked while he was somewhere in my apartment doing God knows what, but still here, just to annoy me.
I didn’t know what I was more pissed about, that he’d gone to see her to talk about me or that she’d made up some insane story and he believed it. If the tables were turned and I went to my ex after the two of them had a confrontation, he would definitely see the issue and be all in my shit.
Men just didn’t understand how serious that was. They shouldn’t discuss their issues at home with another woman. That just gave them the tools they needed to mess up whatever the man had. In her eyes, we were having problems if he had to come to her to find out what was going on with me. She didn’t even know me like that, so it looked even worse. She probablyreally thought I was the reason for this baby. But truthfully speaking, Trooper had been well aware of what he was doing. Now I was sure she sat somewhere plotting on how to use that to get back into his life and he had just handed it to her.
I wasn’t the insecure type, never really had been, but being with a man like Trooper changed that for me. And true enough, I was annoyed after running into her, but instead of him just letting me have a moment, he felt the need to run straight to the problem. How did that even make sense to him?
I placed my hands over my flat stomach and shook my head. We were about to have a baby and couldn’t even have a conversation. How in the hell was that even going to work?
I slid down into my oversized, clawfoot tub until my head was submerged underwater. When I came up for air, I washed up and got out while mentally preparing to deal with Trooper.
“You still pissed with me?” Trooper’s voice was deep and raspy as it filled the room when he spoke up the second I entered.
He was at the foot of the bed, feet on the floor while he lay back, arms folded behind his head. Of course, all he wore was a pair of joggers, which made it hard to be upset with him and look at him at the same time.
“I’m not pissed with you? It’s pointless to even waste time on it,” I said, knowing I didn’t mean it. I was infuriated, but not in the mood to hear him tell me I had no reason to be.
Trooper sat up, his eyes on me. “I might not know a lot of things, but I damn sure know when you’re pissed. I’ve had a lot of experience in that area, so let’s just have this conversation and be done with it.”
“Have it and be done with it.”
I rolled my eyes as I walked over to the hamper in the corner and dropped my dirty clothes.
“Come on. Sophie. Are you really gonna let that get to you? Hell, if anybody should be upset, it should be me.” He was right behind me after I left my room heading to the kitchen, but I stopped in the hallway as soon as he said that.
“And why is that? Because your ex knows we’re having a baby or because she made up some bullshit story about me planning a wedding? I bet that kind of messes up your plan to keep her on standby just in case this doesn’t work.”
I turned on my heels to continue to the kitchen, but he didn’t move. I heard him mumble something, but I didn’t care.
A few minutes later he stood at the entrance to the kitchen, blocking me from leaving after I got my bottle of water.
