Bretly fumed as he pace. Glared at Miranda as she screamed back at him. Listening to her as she said . “There have only been two men in my life that I wanted to sleep with, and only one man that I have.” He stopped in his tracks.  “Not the whole time Miranda “ Bretly said in deadly quiet voice. “So Thomas snuck off and saw you. The Two of you have been fucking each other behind my back while you have been gone.” He snarled at her.<br/><br/><br/>“ You don’t to explain the bruise to me. Miranda . It quite obvious what happen. You two fucked before you decided to come home. Hell I don’t why you even bother to come home. Seeing you finally got Thomas in the sack. ” Not understand why she even bothered. “ What matter sugar, He not as good as though he be.’<br/><br/>“Yeah Well I did until I saw those bruises.” He stomped over the bar and grab up the bottle of scotch while she packed. Good he thought he didn’t want her anymore<br/><br/>“Better pack as much as can. Because you never coming back here again.” He snarled at her.Taking the top of the bottle, downing a healthy swallow. Keeping his distance from her not trusting himself if he got close to her. There be no telling what he do if he got his hands on her.