Unexpected

Chapter 56

Samantha's POV:

I freeze as I watch him walking away, my mouth stays open and after a while I blink a few days with my eyes and shake my head. This is ridiculous. I never thought he would react like that. I guess my thoughts about why he has the magazines is right now. I knew it, but I wanted him to tell me its was different.

After a while I decide to go back inside the house and look for him, I want an answer right now and I want him to tell me what his problem is. As I walk into the kitchen he sits at the big table with a glass of water in front of him, his face is covered with his big hands and it seems like he is staring down at the table. I sit down in front of him, not saying anything but watching him sitting here. He doesn't react for a while, but then he takes a deep breath and ruffles both if his hands through his hair, slowly looking up to me. I don't smile, I don't react, I just stare back at him and he shakes his head slowly before he opens his mouth.

“Do you really want to know?”

I nod slowly, really slowly.

“Yes, I asked you remember,” I say, my voice is slightly shaking and I hope he didn't notice.

“You're going to be mad,” He whispers, looking down again.

I don't answer, I want him to continue and tell me what's going on.

“I have a woman who cleans while I'm away,” he starts and looks me in the eyes again. “She knows when I come home and tries to make everything ready so I feel comfortable when I get here,” he says.

His hands run through his hair again, leaving his chocolate brown curls in a mess, standing up from his head.

“And?” I ask, I normally love how he talks so slow and over thinks everything but right now it makes me go crazy.

“And..,” he starts again, taking a deep breath. “She brings the magazines, whenever I come home, just in case,” he looks down on the table and I hold my breath.

“Just in case what, Harry?” I ask him, slowly raising my voice.

I know where this will lead us to, but I want to hear it from him.

“Just in case I bring a girl,” he mumbles and I nearly choke.

He told me he didn't bring girls home, or at least not to this house. Heat raises in my body, but it's not a comfortable heat, not the heat I feel when he touches me, it's the heat of me nearly exploding out of anger.

“So you lied to me?” I ask him, trying to keep the anger down and focusing on me breathing steady like before.

“I'm so sorry,” he stands up and walks towards me but I'm faster and I slowly walk backwards.

“You lied to me, after you told me I should trust you, you lied to me again, Harry,” I press out between my teeth.

I'm really trying to keep my anger down, I'm trying to stay calm but most of all I'm trying not to cry.

“Samantha, don't go,” he begs me as I start to turn around, ready to walk out of the kitchen.

I stop, I want to hear what he has to say even though I know it will rip my heart out and I know I shouldn't act like that. That was before he even knew me, but the thing is that he lied to me. I trusted him so much, I wanted him to be honest with me, damn I even came to England with him. It could mean I'm loosing my job and I still came with him only because I trusted him. I slowly turn around, looking down on the floor trying to avoid his face and look.