Chapter Thirty-Two

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"Leah. Do not get in the car. Let's talk." Grayson said as he chased me to my car.

"Why can't you just leave me alone? Just for right now? Yes, I agree we need to talk but, I can't talk to you right now." I said.

"You are mad and upset for no reason. If we just talk we can work this out." He begged.

"You have already told me that you were with her when we started things. So, what is there to talk about?" I asked.

"We weren't technically together! So why are you being such a bitch?!" He shouted.

"We were never technically together!" I retorted.

"You would think that when you tell someone you love them, and they return it, that you would be 'technically together'." he mocked.

I just rolled my eyes and tried to open up my car door.

"Leah, I don't think you understand how much I love you." he said. "I would never do something, on purpose, to hurt you." 

"Please, Grayson. Just let me leave." I said.

"No. We are going to talk and work this out without you jumping to conclusions." he said.

"Do you blame me for jumping to conclusions? Why else would you need to buy that stuff? And you told me that I was right." 

"Nothing has happened between us since then. I know you think otherwise but, I promise you that that." he said.

"Are you sure? Maybe you continued to do it because I wouldn't break up with Sean." I said.

"One time. One time, I had a slip up and I went to her house. We had dinner and I left. I went there to fuck her, because you were still with Sean. But, I didn't. I left because I knew that if it were to get out that you would hate me." he said. "Why do you think at first I wasn't going to have sex with you? Because I felt like shit that I had fucked her not even 24 hours before." he said.

I didn't want to cry now, since there were people going in and out of the parking lot. "We will talk when you get home." I said and finally got into my car.

He just nodded his head and backed up for me to pull out. 

When I got home I didn't bother to unpack my bags. Maybe I am over reacting. But, he still admitted to it. And we do need to talk about it.

I still had hours until Grayson had to get home. With of course nothing to do but wait. 

So, I cleaned the house, cleaned out my car, and re organized the kitchen. I had to keep myself busy. 

It was going on 7. He was supposed to home at 5. I got tired of waiting and walked into the kitchen and started dinner. 

I just made some spiced chicken breast, macaroni and cheese, and corn. I had iced tea with it because ya know, can't drink wine when your pregnant. 

I was sitting in the kitchen, at the island finishing up my dinner when I heard the front door open and close. Grayson walked into the kitchen and walked over to the cabinets by the fridge when he opened the cabinets there were no whiskey glass there.

"They're over by the sink." I said.

He just nodded and walked over to the sink and grabbed a whiskey glass out of it. Then, walked over to the liquor cabinet and grabbed his whiskey. 

"Look Leah, I have told you everything." he said and poured his glass. "Now, I need you to talk to me. Tell me what you are thinking." he said. 

"I think that I am hurt. And, what I know is that I love you. But, I don't know if I want to work this out right now." I said playing with the left over food on my plate.

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