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"You have got to be kidding me!"
Adam stood there, still in front of the doorway as he glared at his former wife. He slammed the door shut, not thinking or caring about how he might have just disturbed his neighbors. He strode out of the short hallway to stand just in the living room, where Torrie had gone.
"You *are* kidding me, right?"
The platinum blonde smirked at him, her hands toying with the collar of his shirt as she stepped closer to him."
"I'm afraid not, darling," she drawled in response. "One thing I can honestly say about our marriage and our entire time together is that you're *really* good in bed." She smiled, then bit her lip seductively, her blue eyes gazing up and down over him.
Adam swatted her hand away after a beat. He couldn't believe just how fast his heart was beating right now. His mouth had gone ash-dry.
"You're mad," he said, shaking his head. "You are stark raving nuts!"
Torrie's demeanor changed drastically as she suddenly eyed him with hatred and malice.
"Fine," she said in a dangerously low tone. "You want to play games, do you?" Back came the smile, which was really more of a sneer. "Okay - have it *your* way." She turned and started down the hallway, startling the tall Canadian in the process. He stood in his tracks for a beat, wondering what the hell she had in mind, then came back to his senses and rushed after her.
Torrie was in his bedroom, her hand just reaching for the receiver of the phone he kept on the nightstand. She picked it up and held it near her ear, looking up and smiling at him as she realized he'd just joined her in the room.
"Jay's home number is the same since he lived alone, isn't it?" She laughed, and it was shrill to Adam's ears.
He stared at her with horror for a moment as she actually began to press numbers on the phone.
"No, God damn it!" he shouted, actually throwing his long body onto the bed to quicken getting over to her, to *stop* her. He leapt to his feet and yanked the receiver out of her hand, but her other hand was still pressing buttons.
"You bastard!" Torrie shouted, indignation replacing her amusement. "You have no right to deny me!"
"Oh, like hell I don't!" the blond man yelled. "In case you've forgotten, we're *divorced*! You're my *ex*-wife!"
"So! And you're fucking your best *friend's* wife! You *always* wanted her! I *hate* you!" she screamed, yanking at the phone cord wildly although she knew she'd never get the receiver out of his grip.
Adam lunged at her with his free hand, wrenching her hand off of the phone. She struggled even more this time, however, mightily at that. The phone went clattering to the floor.
The tall blond man practically growled as he bent down to pick up the phone. He gave her the dirtiest look imaginable, his green eyes wide as he glared at her.
"You've got some fucking nerve, lady!"
Torrie let out a little yelp as she reached back, slapping her ex-husband across the face with about as much force as she could muster.
"How dare you!" she cried.
Adam's eyes squeezed tightly shut upon the impact of the blow, his blood boiling. He was seconds away from picking up the phone's receiver and calling the police.
"Get your skanky ass the fuck out of my house," he snarled.
"I'm not going anywhere! You'll have to throw me out bodily to get rid of me!" she screamed.
This time, Adam laughed, but it held no traces of humor.
"You know, you're making this too easy for me. But okay, have it *your* way." With those words, the tall blond man again lunged for her. Torrie screamed as she detected a gleam in his eyes that was so vicious, one she'd never seen before. He was more angry than she'd ever seen, than she could ever remember, than she'd ever thought him capable. He was a little too quick for her, and he grabbed her around the waist.
The blonde struggled, kicking and flailing in a frenzy to stay put, but the Canadian wouldn't have that.
In the struggle, they both fell to the floor, and Torrie arched a brow slyly, her hand sliding down to cup him in the
crotch of his pants. And then, she dared - she pulled his head to hers for a forceful, fiery kiss.