I could've sworn that Tony was cheating on me with somebody. Why else would he protect his phone like that? Why couldn't he just tell me who had called him?

I had locked myself into our bedroom and refused to come out. Tony hadn't even tried to get me out which made me even more upset. Vic had tried a couple of times but I wasn't in the mood to talk to anybody.

”Who was it, man? Who called you?” I could hear Vic and Tony talking on the other side of the door.

”It doesn't matter. She shouldn't have taken my phone like that,” Tony muttered. And he was right, he was absolutely right. I shouldn't have done that but come on.

”Yeah but who was it? Come on, why can't you tell me?” Vic asked and sighed.

”It just really doesn't matter, man,” Tony said quietly.

”It doesn't matter? I'm sure it matters if your girlfriend has locked herself into your bedroom,” Vic muttered and sighed, ”Look, whatever, I have to go. Call me later, okay?”

”Yeah, okay.”

Fifteen minutes, or so I thought, passed by after Vic had left before Tony knocked on the door. By that time I was laying on the bed and staring up at the ceiling and thinking of all sorts of awful thoughts.

”Abby, open the fucking the door or I will take it down,” Tony exclaimed and the tone of his voice surprised me.

He kept banging his fist against the door and I made no attempt to get up and open the door for him. Then he suddenly stopped and complete silence fell.

That is, until the door was opened and I saw him standing in the doorway with a key in his hand. Damn.

”Please leave. I don't want to see you or talk to you,” I mumbled and sighed.

”No. You cannot just fucking lock yourself in here. Are you out of your mind?” he exclaimed. I sat up and furrowed my eyebrows as I looked at him. Why was he so angry suddenly?

”What is wrong with you? Why are you shouting and swearing?” I muttered.

”I'm really fucking frustrated,” he muttered.

”Why?”

”I... I don't know,” he admitted and stopped to think about it. He had no idea why he was acting the way he was and for a second he seemed surprised.

”Look, just, tell me who it was who called you and I promise I won't get mad,” I told him quietly. He looked at me for a long time and just bit his lip.

”It was, uh...”

”Yeah?”

”Kelsey...”

”Kelsey as in your ex-girlfriend?” I took a deep breath in. Tony nodded. Okay. So Kelsey had called him and he didn't want me to find out, why? Was there something going on between them?

”Are you cheating on me with her?” I blurted out before I could stop myself. Tony's eyes went wide and he started shaking his head.

”No, of course not,” he said, ”How could you even think of that?”

”Well, what are you hiding from me, then?” I asked, ”I'm not stupid.”

”She's... I don't know. I've been talking with her,” he admitted, ”But that's all. I swear I haven't done anything stupid.”

”Why exactly have you been talking to her?” I asked and crossed my arms over my chest.

I didn't mean to, I swear, but I couldn't help but get jealous. Knowing that Tony had been in touch with his ex again... And what did Kelsey even want, huh? Obviously she was still angry at me and wanted Tony back to herself.

”I don't know. One day she called me and asked me out for lunch,” he explained, ”And I went. I shouldn't have gone but I still went there and we talked and... I don't know.”

”And what did you two talk about?”

”Everything, nothing, I don't know, Abby...”

”Why didn't you tell me?” I asked, ”Don't you think I'd like to know? Why did you try to hide it from me?”

”I knew you'd get mad,” he mumbled, reminding me of a school boy who had broken the rules and was now ashamed of what he had done.

”That's no excuse.”

”Yeah but you don't have to give me such a hard time because of this,” he said, ”I said I'm sorry. I didn't do anything wrong with her.”

”Yeah, whatever. You obviously don't understand my point of view in this. She's obviously trying to get you back and you must be stupid if you don't see that. And if you see that, and you still play by her rules, you're not far from actually cheating on me,” I muttered and got up from the bed.

”Did your friends know about this? That you've been in touch with her behind my back?” I asked him.

”Some of them, yeah...”

”Great. You know what's the best in all of this? You could be doing god knows what behind my back and I would never find out because I have no friends in this town,” I muttered and grabbed my hoodie. I started pulling it on.

”What are you doing? Abby? Come on, please, don't be like that,” Tony sighed and tried to grab my hands and stop me from leaving.

”I wasn't even going to be angry at you but after having found out that even your friends knew about this and none of them nor you had the guts to tell me...” I said and started shaking my head,
”This isn't what I wanted – I didn't ask for this when I came here with you.”

”What exactly did you ask for, then? You've made no attempt to build this relationship with me. You don't go out with my friends or try to get to know them and you feel homesick all the time. Do you even want to be here?” Tony asked suddenly and I stopped everything I was doing and just stared at him.

”Is this what this is all about? You miss her, don't you? She fit in your life perfectly and now you've turned back to her because you miss her,” I said quietly.

”No... No, that's not what I meant, Abby, come on,” he said and sighed, ”I just wish this was easier. I don't know how to make this work.”

”Do you even want to make this work? Do you want to try? Because when a man turns back to his ex, that's not a good sign...”

”I promised your mom I would never hurt you,” he mumbled quietly.

”Is that the only reason you want to make this work? Your promise to my mom?”

”Of course not, no. I love you. I've never felt like this before,” he admitted quietly and looked down at his feet. And all of a sudden I felt sorry for him. He looked hurt, his shy self had taken over him and I felt bad for being so mean to him.

”I don't want you to be angry at me,” he said quietly, ”I didn't do anything wrong with Kelsey and I won't ever talk to her again if you don't want me to.”

”It's not even about that,” I sighed, ”It's about knowing that you hide things like that from me.”

”I'm sorry, babe,” he murmured and bit his lip as he stepped closer. I held my breath as he lifted his hand up and brushed my lower lip with his thumb.

”I'm sorry,” he whispered and I gave in to his touch.

I started leaning closer to him and before he could blink I had already wrapped my arms around his neck and was pulling his head down. I crashed my lips against his mouth and went in for a hungry kiss and he wrapped his arms tightly around me. My whole body had woken up and seemed desperate for his touch.

”Please fuck me,” I breathed against his mouth.

”I'm going to make love to you, not fuck you,” he murmured with a stupid grin. I couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief as I pulled him even closer.

Tony pushed me down on to my back on the bed and started pulling his shirt off.

”Take your clothes off,” he demanded, surprising me.

Usually it was him who wanted to undress me but okay. I started pulling my hoodie off and tried to get the rest of my clothes off as quickly as possible while he was watching me with hungry eyes. As soon as my clothes were on the floor and I was laying over the bed, naked, he climbed on top of me and went back to kissing me.

”Please be rough,” I whispered with a grin and he laughed against my lips.

Soon enough he moved down to kiss my neck while he grabbed my hands and pushed them above my head and held them there tightly, making it impossible for me to move under his body. The weight of his body on top of mine made me extremely frustrated as I couldn't do anything but lay there. And my god, then he pushed his hips into mine and started rubbing his lower parts against mine. The feeling of his jeans rubbing against my... I moaned quietly and bit my lip as a wave of pleasure ran through my body.

”Please just get it in already,” I mumbled and tried to catch my breath.

”Somebody's a bit impatient, huh?”

”You have no idea,” I whispered and fortunately he then understood how much I needed him – all of him – and pushed his jeans and boxers down to his knees and roughly, without a warning, slammed his hips into mine and entered me. I gasped and he stayed still for a moment, allowing me to get used to the feeling.

”You okay?” he whispered into my ear. I bit my lip and nodded. He started moving slowly, in and out, in and out, until he finally picked up the pace.

”Be rough,” I mumbled and wrapped my arms around his neck. I pushed my fingers into his hair and enjoyed the moment with the best I could.

”Why do you think we fight so much now?” I whispered and looked to my side.

I tried to keep a straight face, considering we were about to start talking about serious things, but because of the mindblowing sex there was a stupid grin on my face. I looked at Tony who was staring up at the ceiling. He shrugged.

”I don't know,” he admitted, ”Maybe this is a new situation for us both. I mean, I've never had anybody in my life who means so much to me... And I don't want to lose you. I don't want to screw things up but I don't know how to act.”

”Can you stop talking to Kelsey? I wouldn't ask if it didn't bother me but she's your ex, Tony,” I mumbled. He turned his head and looked straight into my eyes. He nodded.

”Like I said, I don't want to screw things up. I won't talk to her again if that makes you happy,” he told me.

”Thank you,” I whispered and flashed a quick smile. He leaned closer and pulled me into his arms before burying his face into my hair and taking a deep breath in.

”You smell like sex...” he murmured.

”I wonder why...”

”Ready for round two?” he whispered and started kissing my neck.

”Babe, we can't stay in bed all day,” I said with a laugh.

”Why not?”

”Don't you have something more important to do, huh?”

”Something more important than my girlfriend? No.”

”Are you trying to make me feel special? Are you trying to make up for the fight?” I asked.

”Yes. Is it working?”

”Yes...”

”Good,” he murmured and pulled me into a kiss. His soft lips felt like heaven against my mouth and before I knew it, we were both more than ready for round two and so it began.

When it was getting dark outside, Tony and I finally got out of the bed. When I got up, my legs felt sore and I grimaced.

”What's wrong?” Tony asked and looked amused.

”I'm sore,” I mumbled and flashed a smile. He started laughing and shook his head before he pulled
his boxers on.

”Are you going somewhere tonight?” I asked him and sat back down on the bed.

”Do you want to go somewhere?”

”Well... I was thinking that maybe we could go out on a date to some restaurant or something...” I mumbled and shrugged. He flashed a smile and nodded.

”We'll do whatever you want, babe.”

An hour later we were sitting in a restaurant which according to Tony was a very good place.

”Do you come here often?” I asked him and drank some of my wine.

”Not anymore,” he told me.

”Why did you stop coming here?” I asked and cocked an eyebrow at him. He chuckled.

”You ask a lot of questions, Abby.”

”I'm just curious.”

”Fine. Do you really want to know?” he asked and furrowed his eyebrows. The look on his face made me doubt for a moment. Did I really want to know? What if it was something... Bad? What if it had something to do with, uh, Kelsey?

”I used to come here with Kelsey,” he told me before I could answer his question. Boom. Kelsey.

”Oh...” I grimaced at the thought of the two of them there together.

”Don't give me that face, Abby, you wanted to know,” he said quietly and shrugged.

”I know, you're right.” Luckily the waitress arrived then and brought us our food.

When we had both finished eating, we got another bottle of wine and let me tell you, I'd had that wine enough already. My cheeks were burning red and I could barely focus my eyes on my boyfriend who sat in front of me. He was laughing and I grinned like a fool.

”Am I amusing you, Mr. Perry?” I murmured and giggled.

”Yes. Very much,” he admitted and nodded. I leaned closer to him over the table to touch his cheek.

He froze and I furrowed my eyebrows. Did he not want me to touch him?

”What's wrong?” I mumbled and noticed that he was staring at something behind me. He narrowed his eyes and I turned my head to look back. I saw a group of girls – women – leaning against the bar table but didn't recognize any of them.

”Who is it?” I asked and turned back to look at Tony who was still staring at one of them. I looked at the women again and furrowed my eyebrows. And then, the one that Tony had been looking at turned her face to us and, boom, it was Kelsey.