Tuesday morning Ares was ready to pull his hair out. He’d given her the day to rethink the words she’d said to him but by this morning she hadn’t so much as texted him. Was she really so pissed off about him not calling she would end things without allowing any explanation at all?
It was six in the morning and he was outside her house. Jake was distracting the security guards by arguing with them over their slack behavior and he managed to slip past them and knocked on the door. He could hear someone moving about inside and muffled speaking and then the dog yipping when he knocked again.
“Magda!” he yelled her name on the other side of the door. At the very least, she was going to hear his side of the story and if after this she was truly done, he knew he had to respect her decision but
