She had regretted her decision of inviting him to the studio a hundred times over, but she had done it and now had to live with the decision she made. The whole way home from Chicago with Phillip and Claire, she tried to figure out why she said yes. She told Phillip it was because of the kids, but was that the real reason? It didn’t feel right. She felt like there was more to her decision, but she couldn’t figure out what that was. She needed to figure it out but all she kept doing was wishing him to the millionth circle of hell. She wasn’t sure if there was one but she sure hoped so, because Kevin Edds needed to leave and make that place his home.
Reese hated how she was holding all this anger towards him. She needed to do as Phillip said and let it go. They were done, he was dead to her, so why did she allow herself to hate him so? Why was being in a room with him, alone, making her want to gouge out his eyeballs? This should be easy. Pick a damn song to show the expert class he was teaching and be done with him, but it wasn’t that easy. He wanted to show off both their skills and she had no problem doing that, but he wanted to do it together in a couple’s dance like they used to do all the time. And that was a huge problem since she hadn’t touched him in years and the thought of their bodies touching again had her on edge.
“Why are you scowling at me?”
Reese scowled even more. “Because I don’t like you, and I don’t want to be in this room with you.”
He laughed as he came off the wall, his brown eyes locked on hers. “I always loved how blunt you were, never really hid what you were thinking.”
She watched him walk towards her, tucking his phone in his pocket before standing in front of her. He was close enough to kiss or even for her to backhand him, but she decided against both as he said, “I miss that about you.”
Pushing him away, she said, “You don’t have the right to miss anything about me. Shut up and let’s get this done.”
“Why are you so mad? Shouldn’t you be over all that by now? It was eons ago.”
She glared. “How can you not expect me to be angry with what you did to me?”
He shrugged his shoulders. “It wasn’t a big deal. We had a fling. It had to end.”
She swore she was about to have steam coming out of her ears and look like one of those crazy cartoons. “Are you flipping crazy? It was no fling. I loved you, and you loved me. You told me so countless times. How dare you say that?”
This wasn’t going to work. There was no way she was going to be able to dance with him. No, she was going to break his kneecaps and throw his body out the damn window!
Holding out his hands in a calm-down motion, he said, “Whoa, calm down, killer. I know that you loved me, shit Reese, I fucking loved you, with all of me, but it came down to what was more important. My family or you, and it was my family.”
Reese felt tears sting her eyes. “That’s fine, because I completely agree, but you should have never made me believe that I was it, that I was yours! You should have told me you had a wife and child!”
He shrugged. “You’re right, but it wasn’t that easy. I had to have you. I was attracted the moment I saw you. Your body was, and still, is killer. Your face was gorgeous and when you moved, I couldn’t breathe. I know it was wrong of me but if I had told you about my family, you wouldn’t have slept with me. I needed to have you.”