Page 29 of Falling For The Doctor

I agreed and I could tell that it wasn't going to be an easy sell. Tommy wanted something, wanted me, but I wasn't going to let that happen. It was better for everybody, if me and Tommy went our separate ways.

“If I give you this watch, what do I get in return?”

“You get to not go to jail, Tommy. Isn't that enough?”

“No, it's not. You lied to me about him.”

I didn't exactly know what he was talking about, but I told him that I wasn't lying about this.

“Just give me the watch and I will leave. You never have to see me again.”

“And you think that that's what I want?”

I knew Tommy. I knew that's not what he wanted, but it’s not like he was going to get what he wanted. He handed me the watch and told me to leave. I told him that wasn't a problem and I got out of there as soon as I could. I didn't know why, but I had the worst feeling when I was there, that this wasn’t going to end like I wanted. This wasn’t going to end amicably. Maybe it was something in his eyes, expression, but I knew that it wasn’t the last I was going to hear from Tommy.

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Amber brought me back my watch and, of course, I should have been happy about it. I wasn't though. She had gone to see her ex and even though I had told her that it was a bad idea, she did it anyway. She was trying to keep him safe and out of trouble. I didn't know why that was. He had stolen from me. I should be able to call the cops.

“Do you really want me to let this slide?”

“Yes, I do. Tommy is a lot of things, but he doesn't deserve to go to jail. “

“He's a thief.”

“He gave it back, you got your watch, what more do you want?”

I wanted him to have never been in my house to begin with, but that wasn't going to change. I couldn't change the past just by my will or it would have already been changed.

“I don't know, Amber; I’m just not used to this. I’m not used to letting something like that go.”

“Tommy saved me more than once and I owe it to him. He is hurt because he wants us to be together. That’s all it is.”

“You were still together, or you are still together?”

She told me that she wasn’t going to talk about it any longer.

“Just don’t call the cops. There’s no point if your property is back. That’s what you guys are worried about.”

“You guys? What is that supposed to mean?”

“You know, you rich guys. You think that you own the world and if anybody touches your things, then they should just be shot on sight. I know your type.”

There was extra vitriol in her words, and I wasn't wrong to want justice, but she was making me feel that way. It was the first time that we had not agreed so rapidly and openly on something. Was it because I was so jealous of him, or was it something else? Who was Amber defending? Did she do it because she still cared about him? Of course, I didn't want to think about that, but it was hard not to. Why else would she go through all that trouble to keep him out of it?

“I didn't say any of that. You're putting words in my mouth.”

“You can deny it all you want to, but I know your type.”

“Why do you keep saying that? My type?”

Amber was frustrated. She said that she was going to bed, and I knew that it wasn't going to be in my bed. I wish I had never said anything about it. Yes, I wanted my watch back, but I could have called the cops and ended it without Amber ever knowing. That's what I should have done. This way was for the birds and now she was mad at me for something that I didn't even do. Was I the one that was being out of line? I didn't feel like it. I felt like I had a right to be pissed off and I was going to continue to be pissed off whether they liked it or not. Nobody could tell me how I was supposed to feel about it.

Alice made a comment about Amber not being there for dinner, and I told her that she was still tired and was taking a nap. Alice pouted, wanting Amber around all the time and if I would have been able to do the same, I probably would have. This was not going at all the way I wanted it to.

The next morning, I had to go to work, and I almost expected Amber not to come. She was mad at me and I wasn’t even really sure why. I guess the fact that I was going to get her boyfriend in trouble was enough for her to be upset. I wanted to move past all this. We had a wonderful night together and the last thing that we needed was more drama to ruin it. It was perfect what happened between us, I didn't want that to change or anything.

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