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the tears from dripping from the corners of my eyes. He
looked a million times sexier than he had when he left. It was all so
hard, and my emotions were getting the best of me.
    "You
knew I was going back to New York. I told you the day I moved here
what I was going to do," he said, his voice getting a little
louder.
    "We
spent four years together, Zander," I yelled. "Did that
mean anything to you? You were my best friend. I thought you were
anyway. Apparently we weren't as close as I thought. You quit talking
to me out of nowhere. You cut me off completely."
    By
the time I was finished with my thought, I was yelling louder than
ever and could hear my voice echoing through the trees.
    "You
got married," he snapped, as he stood in front of me and
narrowed his eyes down at mine. "I quit talking to you when you
married him."
    I
stood still and looked back at him. He looked more pissed than I had
ever seen him.
    "Whatever,"
I said, as I shook my head at him.
    "Don't
you shake your head at me, Livie," he said sternly.
    "Don't
you ever fucking call me that again," I snapped. "My name
is Olivia. Do you hear me?"
    "I'll
call you whatever I want. Do you hear me, woman. You'll always be
Livie to me," he snapped back.
    I
let out a loud huff and turned to walk away from him. He reached out
and grabbed my arm. I winced and pulled away, as I rubbed the scar on
the spot he had grabbed.
    "What?"
he asked in a soft voice. "Why did you just wince when I touched
you?"
    "Don't
worry about it, doctor. It's all good. If you had been there when I
needed you, you would have known what that was about. I need to go."
    The
look in his eyes was so intense and filled with emotion. I needed to
get away from him as fast as I could. His hair was so soft, and his
body looked so good. The worry on his face was almost enough to get
me.
    "What
the fuck happened to your arm?" he asked.
    His
voice was so deep and there was darkness in his face. I saw his hands
clench at his sides.
    "Did
he hurt you, Li," he stared, but I held up my hand.
    "Olivia,"
I said sternly. "Call me Olivia, Zander."
    I
could see his chest rising and falling under his dress shirt. He was
angry. What the hell was he wearing dress clothes for again, I
wondered? He was wearing them earlier in the day when he came back
with his mom as well. Didn't the man own a pair of jeans anymore? Was
he a stuffy ass now, I thought?
    "I
have to go," I said. "I'll see you tomorrow. Since you're
here with Carol, I'll just see you at the viewing. I'm really sorry
about your dad."
    "You're
so mad that I stopped talking to you," he snapped and got to his
feet. "I didn't hear you ringing my phone. There's no way you
would have ever visited, but you could have at least called me. You
didn't even tell me you were marrying him. My mom told me. I had to
find out from someone else. Why didn't you tell me yourself?"
    "You're
something else, Zander," I said with a smirk. "You think
I'm this small town girl that could never find my way around a big
city. I have news for you. This small town girl went to New York the
week before I agreed to marry him."
    I
turned and began walking away.
    "You
were in New York?" he asked from behind me.
    I
kept walking faster than before.
    "Stop,
Livie," he yelled after me. "What do you mean you were in
New York?"
    I
moved even faster, pulled my door open, and quickly shut it behind
me. My body slid down the door, and I wrapped my arms around my legs
as the tears moved down my face like a waterfall.

Chapter
6
    Zander
    What
the fuck was she talking about, I wondered? The first thing I needed
to figure out was what the hell happened to her arm. It better not
have been Mike. If I found out he touched her, I knew I would end up
in jail. I'd crush him if he hurt Livie. She might not have thought
it was my business, but she was wrong. It was very much my business.
She thought I didn't care about her. It hurt when she said I wasn't
there when she needed me.
    I
sat down on a chair and let my head