Throughout the ride, Samantha didn't say a word. She was pissed. She had stayed out of his life, but he wouldn't stay out of hers. And what the hell did he mean by fail-safe?
She stole a glance at him. He looked too calm. That pissed her off even more.
As soon as the car was parked, she stormed into the house. Once inside, she threw her bag on the big white sofa dominating the living room and started pacing.
Dave entered silently, leaning against the wall, arms folded, watching her.
She stopped pacing, stood in front of him, and glared.
"What the hell do you want?" she shouted.
He shrugged.
"What?!" she yelled again. "I've done everything you asked...everything! I let you be. I gave you space. I went to the hospital when you didn't want me to get an abortion. I didn't complain when
