Flynn threw his head behind, taking another swig of cigarettes as he waited for you to come over. It's been 6 months since the divorce and as calm and collected as he usually is, you not being there was making him feel very uncomfortable and frustrated to say the least. You were his everything, but of course he had to go and mess it all up by being a jerk. Not like he would ever resort to cheating, that disgusted him. It was the opposite of that actually. He never paid attention to any other woman that walked his way and he expected you to do the same but in more extreme ways.

Your work colleagues wouldn't be able to even talk to you without Flynn threatening them. One look at you and they're basically dead meat. Now you were coming to his place again and he couldn't deny it the second his eyes landed on yours. The tension was still there, heightened more than ever.

"Come in."