Chapter 147

Meadow’s POV

I felt the urge to step back, but I forced myself to stand my ground. Glaring up at him, I answered: “Didn’t feel like it when you asked me to get out of your office.”

“I didn’t ask you to get out—”

“Oh but you were so repulsed by the idea of me loving you that you couldn’t even fuck me?” The laugh that escaped my mouth was mirthless. No emotion behind it, just plain and painful. “Do you at least agree with me on that? That your dick went fucking soft inside of me all because of three little words.”

They weren’t little words, but still. I didn’t deserve that.

I didn’t.

“No, I don’t agree,” he said calmly, running a hand through his hair. “I am not repulsed by you, Meadow. You do not, and will never repulse me, baby.”

“Don’t call me that.” My voice shook, tears threatening to fall all over again. I didn’t want to cry in front of him.

I couldn’t. Not when I was trying to prove to myself that I was strong. Th