CHAPTER 66 - I am PISSED OFF!

"Leave the bike. We'll pick it up when the weather gets better." Christian said as he went out the door.

Olli quietly pulled on his jacket and coat.

Picking up his keys he headed out as well.

Christian got into his car and waited as Olli locked the cabin put the bike in the shed covered it up and locked the shed. Olli gave the lock a tug to make sure that it was fastened securely.

He got into the car beside Christian and they headed back towards their home; Olli realized after the stunt he had pulled he wasn't going to be let off easily by Charlie.

…And Gregor… he wondered how Gregor would act around him…now that everything was out in the open.

He pulled his coat tighter around himself and crossed his arms.

He stole a glance at Christian; his fiancé wore a stony expression as he drove.

He knew he deserved whatever Christian handed to him after his thoughtless behavior.

He regretted his action now, but last night running away felt like the best path of action. He had witnessed Christian's protective behavior but even then he had been listening to his flight instinct instead of staying and fighting as any other normal person would have.

He had deliberately put Christian and Charlie thru hell because he wasn't man enough to stand on his two feet and face the consequences of his stupid actions.

He went into self loathing something he hadn't given into in the past weeks since Christian proposed to him.

Christian glanced at Olli, and the expression on Olli's face made his heart plummet. Olli looked miserable worse than he did the night Christian had revealed that he had recognized him the day they had met. He wanted to pull Olli into his arms and kiss the pain away but that would have to wait Olli needed to get a good talking to from Charlie. Hopefully Charlie would be able to knock some sense into him. Running away every time things got rough wasn't healthy and would damage their relationship.

He wanted Olli with him for always, he wanted Olli to be a man he could lean on and depend on when times got tough. Was that too much to ask of the man you love and want to share the rest of your life with.

Gregor peeped into the kitchen and saw Luise standing preparing their breakfast.

He creeped up behind her and was about to put his arms around her when she suddenly hissed; "Don't you dare touch me."

She had been pissed at him since last night; and he still had no idea what he had done to deserve it.

Women! No one could understand them.

He retreated from the kitchen and sat down at the dining table.

Luise came out with his plate and mug of coffee.

She almost slammed them in front of him giving him a disgusted look making him squirm.

"Du bist ein arschloch!" she hissed then stalked off leaving him gaping at her retreating form.

"What have I done?" he demanded to know.

"Figure it out you Arschloch!" She screamed back as she slammed the milk pan n frying pan into the sink making him wince at the loud clanging noise.