“Then tell me how this is going to work.Every day, you’re going to try to make that sweet woman as miserable as possible.Think about this, Diego.We could be here a month, and it’s only the second day.”
He felt almost a panic take over.“What am I going to do?I won’t make it that long.”
“I suggest you go, cool down, and think about what’s got you so tied up.Then decide if it’s worth hurting that woman.Is your past worth not getting a chance with her and making her miserable as long as we’re here?”
Diego cursed under his breath, turned, and walked out the door.
Beau walked over to the bathroom and knocked.“Jayla?”
“Yes.”
“Diego is gone.Why don’t you come out?”
“No, thank you.”
“You can’t stay in that room for the rest of the day.”
Jayla laughed, but it broke his heart how sad it was.“You have no idea about me at all.Do you really think this is the worst that’s ever happened to me?”There was a pause.“Just go away.I’m happier in here.”
Beau wanted to slam his fist through the door.He couldn’t just blame Diego for this situation.He’d been cold to her, too.“Jayla, for what it’s worth, I’m sorry.”
“Okay.”That was it.She wasn’t going to be able to talk anymore without her misery showing in her tone.Please just go away, she pleaded silently.Let me get just a little peace.
Chapter Seven
Hours passed, and Diegohad come back.They’d made some sandwiches, and Beau had tried to coax Jayla from the bathroom, or at least open the door enough so they could slide a plate of food in.She didn’t make a peep.
“Jesus, how long can a person sit in a small bathroom?”Diego asked in frustration.He’d come to the conclusion he’d have to apologize and knock his shit off.It wasn’t Jayla’s fault he was messed up, and she shouldn’t have to take the brunt of his fury at himself.
Beau shrugged and shifted a log in the fireplace.“We hurt her pretty bad.I wouldn’t want to be around us if I was her.”
Diego walked to the bathroom door and pressed his ear to it.“Beau, I can’t hear a damn thing.I think we need to take the door off the hinges.”
“I was thinking that same thing.”
Within a minute, they had the door off and stood looking down at a sleeping Jayla.She’d made a bed in the bathtub with all the towels in the bathroom.She was wrapped in the blanket again with the heater on high.