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right before she could smack him again.
    “Stop, Maddie.”
    She fought against him but he held her wrist and walked her up against the wall.
    “Look at me. Look at me! I didn’t sleep with anyone else. I haven’t slept with anyone else in over a year. Here.” He pulled out his cell and punched in his brother’s number. “Call Danny and ask him yourself.”
    He let go of her and stepped back as she took the phone. With her eyes on his she ended the call before anyone answered and threw the phone at Jake, hitting him hard, in the eye.
    “Son of a bitch, Maddie! What are you doing? Jesus!”
    “Oh my God! I’m so sorry, Jake. I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to do that. Oh please forgive me. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
    “Well you did. God! What the hell were you thinking?”
    “I wasn’t thinking, baby. Please don’t be mad. It was an accident. Here, let me get you some ice.”
    Jake walked over to the hall mirror and looked at his face. It was already starting to bruise. He’d definitely have a black eye tomorrow. He shook his head, par for the course, unfortunately.
    “Here, sweetie. Come sit down and put some ice on your eye. I’m so sorry.”
    “I know. Just stop talking a minute. My head fucking hurts.”
    “You know, I’m just trying to help. You could say thank you.”
    She was unbelievable.
    “Thank you? Thank you ? You just slapped me and threw a cell phone in my face. You want me to thank you for giving me a black eye?”
    “You don’t have to be so snotty, Jacob Morgan. Gosh, I said I was sorry. Whatever. You go ahead and pout. I’m going to bed.”
    “That’s it? I come home, you accuse me of sleeping around, and attack me. Is that enough excitement for the day? You’ve had enough, now you’re going to bed?”
    He knew the tone of his voice would bait her, piss her off. Good, he thought, I’m in the mood for a fight.
    “You think all I do all day is pine over you and think of ways to fight with you?”
    He crossed his arms over his chest and stared at her, giving away nothing. “Yeah, as a matter of fact, I do.”
    “You self-righteous asshole. What the fuck is your problem? You’re the one who stayed out late, didn’t call, didn’t tell me where you’d be. What else am I supposed to think?”
    “You’re supposed to think I’d be back late. I always come home to you, to this crap. Jesus Christ, Maddie! I’m sick of it. You’re a jealous little girl who does nothing but dream of ways to piss me off.”
    That did it. She looked madder than hell. Jake stood up to confront her fury.
    She threw a lamp at him and he ducked just in time. Her temper rivaled his. He knew no one else would put up with her crap, just as no one else would put up with his. Ironically, they were made for each other, no matter how far into a pit they fell.
    “Good. Break stuff. That’s the third lamp I’m gonna have to replace because of your idiocy. You know what, Maddie? Go have another drink.”
    She walked right up and clocked him in the eye that was already bruising from the cell phone. His hands flew up to her shoulders and he shook her, hard.
    “What the fuck is the matter with you?” he growled before he threw her to the couch. He leaned over her, blocking her kicks and punches as he tried to get her to stop. “Madison, look at me. I didn’t cheat on you tonight. I have never cheated on you. I swear to God. Just stop and look at me!”
    When she looked at him he could see the tears in her eyes and he softened.
    “I’m sorry, baby. Maddie, I’m so sorry. I’ll call next time. Just don’t cry.”
    She reached up and pulled him down to her. Her mouth found his, and his hands were already unbuttoning her shirt. They always made up with more intensity than they fought.
    The next morning while Maddie slept, Jake went to work, black eye and all, and waited for ribbing from the guys to start. It wasn’t so bad. They all assumed he was so hammered the night before that he walked into a door