“The last time I was honest with you, you stormed out of here saying you didn’t love me,” I declared acidicly through gritted teeth.
“I did not say that,” he snapped back, matching my energy. “I said you were not acting like the woman I love.”
I laughed humorlessly at that. “Well, maybe she does act like that. Do you not love me now?” There was a challenge in my voice, and I almost wanted to push him to the point of saying no.
Aldrich looked at me with incredulous belief, his lips parting like he was offended by my words. “Of course I love you, you fool. How do you think I felt when the guards alerted me that you were unconscious?”
I hesitated before simply shrugging.
“Cathy,” he said, his nostrils flaring. He stormed up to the bed in a sma
