CHAPTER NINE
Christian was furious. Where the f**k is she? He called her over and over again. He knew after the third call she wasn’t going to answer but now he was just doing it to annoy her. Wherever she was, whoever she was with, he wanted to ruin her evening. He’d been prepared to take her back, even after the way she had spoken to him, but he was pissed off now. This was the furthest she had pushed him. He was teetering on the edge between forgiveness and death. He slammed back the rest of his beer and left the pub.
He drove back to her place once more. He turned his headlights off and drove at five miles an hour as he got near, willing her to be at home. If she was in, he knew they could make amends within 15 minutes and have the most incredible make-up s*x. If she wasn’t, he was a
